I was happy that things were looking up. It all felt like a beautiful dream.
Viktor took me out on a date to celebrate, and it was the most romantic evening ever. I wore my red evening dress I saved for only special occasions, and Viktor wore a black suit that made his silver hair particularly striking. He looked as hot as usual.
"You look so beautiful this evening," Viktor flirted. He reached across the table to caress my hand and did so gently that it was relaxing."Your eyes are so beautiful," I flirted back. My face grew warm with each stroke of my hand from his. I still couldn't believe he was mine; we were a couple, and I loved that sound. He loved me, and I loved him.
His pale skin flushed red when I complimented him, revealing an adorable smile. "You know how to make a man feel good," he replied, kissing my hand. I giggled and kissed his hand in return; then, I sighed with a smile, "This has been such a wonderful adventure." The happiness I felt was overwhelming, and warmth surged through me. My heart raced as I looked at Viktor. "I never thought I would gain the confidence you have given me." I leaned forward to give him a soft kiss on the lips. "I love you, my sweet Viktor." "I love you more than words can say, krasivaya." Viktor returned the kiss with loving affection."Everyone I thought I loved hasn't loved me back, and when I saw you for the first time, Tessa, I truly believed in love at first sight. I thought it was crazy initially, but the more I spent time with you, the deeper I fell for you." his blue eyes shone with happiness, making him more handsome. "You inspire me every day, my sweet. I'm grateful for you." "Thank you, you inspired me in more ways than I can say. I'm grateful our paths crossed, and I get to be your student. I also want to spend the rest of my life with you." The warm feeling in my heart and the joy I felt was almost impossible to describe. "Moi yedinstvenny yi nepovtorimy," I attempted in Russian with a bashful smile. Viktor's blue eyes lit up brightly, and beamed, "That was beautiful, just like you." "Well, I've been practicing for you." I flirted seductively. "You are an amazing woman, Tessa."
Just then, romantic music started to play. Viktor smiled excitedly and held out his hand, "May I have this dance, beautiful girl?" "A thousand times, yes," I took his hand. We got up from the dinner table and made our way to the dance floor.
I put my hands on Viktor's shoulders and then he put his hands on my waist. He looked at me with a loving smile, kissing my forehead. I grinned happily and I laid my head on his shoulder, and he tightened his embrace around me.
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Making History
FanfictionTessa Middleton is a twenty-four year old girl from London who puts her heart and soul into everything she does, especially ice skating. She looks up to the professional figure skater named Viktor Nikiforov; he's twenty-seven and he's from Russia. H...