"Are you out of your mind? I could hurt you." The veins started to pumped up in fear of what i'm capable to do. Everything was a blur to me, the room becoming sketchy as the time passed by and he's here down in his knees-looking up at me. A look of...
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I don't know whether to be flutter or get irked of annoyances, now that i'm dancing with the devil. With Nicholas. With my enemy. With my always opponent who makes me feel bit of emotions that I do not intend to feel.
I know for sure that this is beyond the line of crossing our realms, I'm sure they're gonna cast me out of heaven for dancing with the devil.
I was certain not be close or at least feel close with Nicholas but whenever he's here, It's ike something is pulling me to the edge; Betraying my own trust to be with him.
And for sure, It's worst. Worst than I thought it will ever be, so many signs had warned me not to feel drawn by him, yet I destructively didn't follow the cautions.
I'm dancing with the Devil.
His overwhelming gaze remain fixated on me like there's no tomorrow to see me anymore, as if he doesn't want to miss the chance of staring at me like i'm some muse or so.
It even adds the ecstasy in our surrounding when we danced swiftly in the middle of the dance floor, I could tell that we're gaining attention. Assumingly and hopingly that he didn't forget our ambition of attending here, even though, the Black Bellian's banquet full of millionaires and so; High profile guests in here.
No students are allowed, except for certain ones.
Us.
"And with the things you're doing right now, how sure are you we will get the attention of the target?" I asked, after I was back into his arms after being extended to the air—being spun around, my arm extending afterwards.
"Likely, you accepting my proposal I offered." He replied, with his cunning smile in his lips that I find hard to believe.
"And what are the chances that you think I'll take it?" My brows creased still looking up at me, as our feet went to the right before stepping backwards—pulling me towards him again. "Don't get your hopes high, you'll jinx it."
His head tilt to the side, flexing his jawline having much access to examine his features. "You are a smart girl, Valeria." Nicholas whisper, his voice saturated with confidence of mockery and praise. I could feel my pulse fastening, thud, thud, thud, was that bad to feel emotions? It will bethe death of me. "I'm amused."
Remember who you are, Evelynn. You have to build high walls that no men or women could reach! You are an heiress, you are formidable to left behind!
You need to get stronger. The words echoes inside my mind.
One.
One sway, I was spun by him as the end of my dress flew before I meet his body again, his rough hand enveloping my waist to guide me. My hand placed on his shoulder. The tip of our nose faintly brushed together before I averted my head to the side to create distance between us.
