Dancing with you

WARNING!

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. THIS CHAPTER INCLUDES MATURE CONTENT.

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The next song was played which intensified the burning sensation between them. It was a romantic song about two lovers who loved each other no matter what happened.

Mirena suddenly felt jealous. She had never given her past ex-boyfriends the chance to prove themselves to her.

She thought all men in the world had only one goal which was to hurt any woman they wanted to. Because of her father's biggest mistake, her beliefs about men drastically changed.

It had a great impact on her life as she became the heartbreaker heiress. It was hard to count the number of men she had played with for a week.

Having a toy every seven days became a bad habit. Mirena never considered the consequences of her actions.

As long as it gave her happiness and satisfaction, she won't stop until the right man caught her attention.

She then took a deep breath, listening to the solemn song. Her heart was beating too fast as she looked intently into Drake's glinting eyes.

She said, "Hmm, what should we do now?"

They just finished with their meal and Drake had one thing in mind. He wanted to make good memories with Mirena. It would be painful once she realized everything he have done in her life.

"Can I have your hands, Mirena?" He asked, taking every second for granted.

The desperate woman widened her eyes as she slowly reached for his hands. She didn't know why, but she felt a strong connection with him.

Mirena smiled sweetly and lowered her head, "What for?"

The mafia king winked at her as he held her hands tightly. He gasped and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"This is one of my favorite songs. It is my pleasure to dance with you tonight, Mirena." Drake murmured as his hands trailed off into her waist.

Drake suddenly felt electrified. He never forgot every moment they had shared five years ago. Every touch he made always brought him to cloud nine.

However, he denied it. Instead, he told himself that everything was merely a lie. That he was doing everything as part of his vengeance.

In the middle of the cold, yet cozy night, Drake Quinn took her vulnerability for granted. His hands rested on her waist and slowly created a beautiful harmony.

Their feet and bodies moved on their own until they got the perfect timing and rhythm.

Out of happiness, Mirena giggled until it made her teary-eyed. She couldn't still believe that she would be weak towards a stranger whom she met recently.

She sighed, trying to be on the same level as him. Tiptoeing was the only way for her to reach his neck. Drake was undeniably tall, and it was quite impressive for her.

"Hmm, you're so tall and I have to tiptoe like this," she paused and pouted her lips. "But thank you for making me feel this way. Dancing with you somehow helps me to forget my problems."

Everything she said was true. Since Drake came into her life, he brought joy and happiness. Despite having only a little knowledge about him, Mirena followed her instincts.

Because they had a relationship before, it seemed normal to have a such deep attachment. However, the problem was she forgot everything about him.

In the back of Drake's head, he wanted to burst into laughter and celebrate with Trace. But then, he had no choice but to pretend in front of Mirena.

A fake smile showed on his lips, flaunting his white set of teeth. There was no doubt that most women fell in love with him at first glance.

Drake rubbed her hair gently and met her gaze. He never imagined that getting his revenge would be this easy.

He expected that throughout the years, Mirena would become competent enough to fight for her family's reputation and businesses.

He said, "Should I bend my knees for you?"

"No, that's quite unfair for you!" Mirena hit his chest twice.

She was about to do it for the third time when Drake held her wrist. It surprised and stopped her for a few seconds, thinking about what was wrong.

"What… what's wrong? Why… why did you suddenly stop talking—"

The song was about to end and the most emotional part of it was in the chorus. The mafia king waited for the perfect timing to make it more unforgettable and romantic.

"I love kissing you every single day

As it turns my heartbeat wild and free

Your touch makes me alive like a tree

Dance with me and stay until the holiday."

By then, Drake lowered his head and grabbed her closer. Without any hesitation, he closed his eyes and kissed Mirena passionately.

At first, no one responded to it which gave him the reason to stop. He didn't want to be that desperate as he had the powerful card right now.

However, before he could let go of her waist, Mirena took a deep breath and turned into a wild, thirsty woman.

She then responded to every move he had started and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Damn, you're so hot!" Drake exclaimed as he suddenly brought Mirena to the wall.

No one could ever stop them from creating memorable memories. It would be a beautiful dream for Mirena for now, but when she disclosed his real motives, those memories would turn into nightmares.

Mirena won't escape from the truth. It wasn't easy to forget someone who was the reason for her smiles and happiness.

Meanwhile, both of them were panting. Mirena couldn't explain what she felt the moment his soft lips touched against her.

She knew it wasn't the first time that happened, but the butterfly's effect didn't fail to turn her on.

Mirena opened her mouth as soon as she gathered enough courage to break the deafening silence that took over. "It's getting late—"

"What's wrong with it? I think it is best to spend the entire night with you."

Drake looked deeply into her eyes, catching his breath. There was no turning back and the moment he stooped to her, Mirena foresaw that it would be a steamy night.