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Fish out of water [not BL]

“It’s Duke Raymond, oh my god he looks so handsome in white!!” a lady exclaimed. Just hearing this warning bell Eloise, peered to the right. A beautiful man dressed completely in white tux walked confidently into the ballroom. His black eyes wandered amongst the crowd, searching for a certain someone. {‘Why is he here!!’} Eloise bit her lips anxiously. {‘Either way, lets run before he catches me,’} she pulled up her fluffy ruffle skirt to her knees and ran like the wind. All of a sudden she felt her skirt being pulled from behind. “How audacious of you to pull a lady’s skirt,” she shouted and pulled without taking a glance back. “My, my, I think I stepped on a cockroach, what shall I do? Shall I roast it for tainting my shoes or should I chop its head off,” a hoarse voice jokingly said from behind. {‘Shit, I’m dead,’} she glanced back in slow motion. “This..... My lord, can you let go of my skirt,” she pointed to his foot that was firmly stepping on the bottom of her skirt. “Why not, I am just expressing my emotions to the lady who expressed ardent feeling to me in her letters,” he said with a smug smirk. The crowd gasped. “She wrote him a love letter!! That shameless wrench,” some lady shouted out loud. Hearing this, Eloise’s eyelid twitched, “sir... no, Lord, I think you misunderstood. I was only expressing my heartfelt gratitude with my ‘thank you’ letter,” she enunciated each word. The duke chuckled. “Oh is that so,” he strode closer having a tight grip on her skirt, “are the words bat-shit-bastard, ring a bell. I read it in your letter,” Eloise gritted her teeth, {‘so you plan to use my word against me, huh? We’ll see who wins,’} she stepped to his side, showing her back to the entire crowd. “MY LORD! Where are you touching me?!” Suddenly she shouted, gasping her bosom. “How audacious of you. I RESPECTED YOU SIR!! How could you do this,” she screamed and ran away while he was frozen in shock. The entire ball room was in disarray. “Lord Raymond is a pervert!!”

Lullabybao · Fantaisie
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Chapter 24 - Dance With The Duke

 

Eloise's eyes widened in shock. "Let go of Me." she glared up at him.

 

"When you are dancing, it is normal to get closer," he whispered placing his head near her neck and gently breathed in her heavily smell.

 

Eloise tried pushing him away, but the brute was fucking strong. After trying for a while, she glanced up at the others. The music was still perky, and the others were happily dancing as a group without even touching hands! "Get off of me, you fucking pervert," she pushed at his shoulders.

 

"shhh, we are dancing," he gently swayed from right to left.

 

"They are all dancing as a group," Eloise whispered in a cold tone. She pulled his head up. "You better let go or I shall scream."

 

Raymond sighed and lifted his head up. He glanced over to the group, who were cheerfully dancing with a frown. "Well, the music is too perky for my liking." He pulled a man who was passing on nearby by his collar. "Change the music to a slow one,"

 

The man started sweating. "ye...s my lord, definitely. I will convey it to the music group."

 

Immediately the music changed to a slow one. The people who were dancing happily all stood confused. But they composed themselves and started dancing in pairs, slowly swaying to the beat.

 

"Is that to your liking or shall I order the song to be changed again," he challengingly glanced into her doe-like eyes. Her clear blue eyes met his without blinking. 'Looking closely she looks pretty indeed.' His heart beat slowly sped up.

 

Eloise sighed. "Just one dace and you bugger off got it,"

 

"Got it." he let go of her waist and gently tugged her to the dance floor. His eyes shimmered in the evening lights. "Shall have the honor to be your first dance?" He glanced back with a small smile.

 

Eloise's heart went soft for a second, forgetting that this man was a ruthless idiot who will threaten her for fun. She gently placed a hand on his shoulders. "I.... really don't know to dance," she whispered with a slight blush on her face.

 

As soon as they went over to the dance floor, the entire crowd stopped, gazing at them in awe. Some with envy.

 

She gulped a little and moved away from him for a step.

 

Sensing this, he wound a hand around her waist and pulled her closer to his body. "Eloise,"

 

She glanced up.

 

"Don't look at others. Look only at me. I shall guide you through this dance."

 

Eloise nodded, still looking into his deep dark eyes. She could almost make out her reflection in them.

 

He stepped forward, and instinctively she moved back.

 

He smirked at her. "That's it, Eloise, you are doing well. Just move with me."

 

Eloise's heart thudded. Just the way he uttered her name made her heart flutter. The small hairs on her body stood up. Right then he moved back two steps and moved sideways. Her steps faltered for a second.

 

He immediately got a hold of her waist and pulled her close. "Looks like it's too early for advance steps. Why don't we do this?" he wound both his arms around her waist and gently lifted her off the floor an inch.

 

"Whoa, wait." she gripped his shoulders tightly. "Let me down." she looked up into his eyes.

 

"No, let's dance." he chuckled and twirled her around.

 

Her feet swayed to the swayed around gently side by side with each step he took. If one did not look closer, they moth not know that she was being lifted.

 

After a while, she genuinely started enjoying the dance. She gripped his shoulders and whispered, "let's twirl again,"

 

"Gladly." he twirled her to the left and placed her down gently. "Does your waist hurt?"

 

"ha-ha, no, but the darn corset does," she chuckled and adjusted her corset a bit. Even though Odette did not tighten it fully, it was constricting her movements a lot. "That was fun,"

 

Raymond peered into her eyes and nodded. "It was. He tucked a small strand of her hair that had strayed away from her bun behind her ears. "It was a much more enjoyable than I expected." He then noticed a small purple flower behind her ear. "Where did you get this?" he took it out.

 

"Oh, Fred gave it to me. I heard it doesn't wilt." She took it out of his hand and gently sniffed it. The flower did not have such a strong scent, but it carried a small herb like scent to it.

 

Raymond frowned hard. He glared at his stupid human friend, who was flirting with a bunch of girls. 'Stupid Fred. He even gave her flowers! So hateful.' He took it from her hand and tucked it into his pocket. "I shall take that as a souvenir then."

 

"Yes, definitely. I have a bunch in my room," Eloise casually said.

 

The hand griped the flower tightened. "Oh, that's nice," he whispered, with his mouth twitching abnormally.