Prologue
“We can dance all night.” He whispered tauntingly into her ear as he twirled her around in his arms, in an almost scandalous manner. His strong, olive toned arms, curled themselves around her waist, performing an elaborate twist, catching the blonde beauty in his arms by surprise. Her violet eyes flared angrily, giving her an almost lethal look. Completely angelic, seemingly seductive and utterly scrumptious.
To the other couples dancing, Roman Fiori and Cassandra Rennard would make an attractive pair, dancing gracefully to the romantic melody crooning softly into the background, seeping through the thick walls of the mighty ballroom, decorated to a ghastly grandeur. But little did they know about the rivalry seeking to destroy the two people apart.
From atop the elegant, swirling staircase watched the two men, each berating whether or not the deed would be best for their respective children, a strong headed woman with a kind loving heart and a stubborn man with an arrogance unheard of.
Then suddenly, as if fates were intervening, the clock struck 12, bellowing the ballroom with a loud, boisterous sound, almost as if sealing the fates of the dancing pair oblivious to it all.
The two men turned to each other, one with a malicious smile, the other with a soft kind one, one that would rival the angels for their worth. They shook hands in a most solemn manner, signaling an alliance of two billion-dollar worth companies and most importantly, a matrimonial union of a man and a woman.
Jac Rennard nodded his head in satisfaction, undoubtedly oozing the greed of a man who willingly sold his daughter merely to secure his position in the wealthy world he was already apart of.
Unknown to the vile man, a simple plan was beginning to form within Nikolas Fiori’s infamous head. The old man’s eyes sparkled with mirth, intelligence and wisdom only bespoken of men whom have seen the crooks of life that many could only wish to.
Will this be a Cinderella story where prince charming sweeps her of her feet and they live happily ever after in a big, grand castle with besotted fools dancing to their every wish? I think not. Will love ever bloom between them, crushing everything they’ve known and then piecing it together in a maze many have not dared ventured in?
After all, the course of true love never did run smooth.
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Dance With Me
Romance"What do you want me to do?," Cassandra Rennard asked breathlessly. Her mind solely focused on the dark haired man standing a mere inch away from her. He was so close, so very close, that she could count every single one of the dark lashes framing h...
