It wasn't just about what this lady was wearing. It was her. Something to do with the way she moved. Like she was one with the music and with the stage. The music pounded in a hypnotic rhythm that was unashamedly sexual, and she moved and danced in time to the beat, her movements graceful and seductive. So much confidence and balance. Balance that should have been nearly possible with the length of the heel shoes that she was putting on, but she made it look so natural... So easy, like she'd been born with high, slender spikes attached to her feet. 

There was something captivating... Almost hypnotizing about this woman, and Dimitri found him self leaning closer to watch. To take in every sight of this beautiful goddess. 

She was a vision of feminine perfection, every man's fantasy and Dimitri felt sharp claws of lust drag through his loins. On the opposite side, Dimitri saw a man half rise to his feet, a look of naked longing in his eyes. He didn't blame the man. What man wouldn't be captivated by such a beauty?
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Nervous about assuming control of her father's company, Kelly Darcy relocates to San Francisco. In an attempt to do something she loved one more time before her life changed completely, she volunteers to replace a dancer in her friend, Elizabeth's fashion show and ends up in the arms of Dimitri Collins.

It was supposed to be a one night stand. She didn't have to see him again. But Kelly realizes how wrong she was when Dimitri walks into her father's office... 

And now she has to fight to keep her father's company, while figuring out what she truly feels for Dimitri.

MAKE YOU MINE

He was acting so different that she was beginning to wonder if she did something wrong? How things had gotten to this extent she didn't know. 


"You know I can't even look at you right now" she said. "So maybe you should just spend the night in one of the guest rooms" 


"Great" Jensen said. "You read my mind" 


Katherine shook her head, but she didn't say anything else. She couldn't. Her perfect little family seemed to be falling apart right in front of heryand she couldn't really do anything about it. She felt so helpless. She moved past him and ran up stairs into the bedroom and only when she curled up in bed did she let the tears flow. 


"Hey Tim" Dylan Winchester said as he shut his locker. "You are coming to my party tomorrow night, right?" he asked. 


"Ermmm no. I don't think so. Sorry man" Tim replied regretfully. 


"Because our Tim here is grounded" Oliver Bennet chipped in. Making Tim want to punch him. 


Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Seven