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Reborn to Love: The Zing to My Tang

After jumping into the sea, when he opened his eyes again, he was back to his late twenties. While he was still in trance, he discovered that he hadn't gotten over his 'illness' yet. For the world, he is still the blind, tyrannical Young master who can't do anything except being cold, and ruthless. He was delighted that he got the chance to change the tragic incidents he had gone through, as he lost her. When he found out, after a few more months he'd meet her, AGAIN; he swore that this time, he'd fight with the destiny to protect her. Mantisha was a girl that everybody liked. She was brought up by her parents to her adulthood only to discover their happy family frame was just a shell, her parents were grew out of love for long. She volunteered to ask them a for divorce, took her mother to abroad, and start a new life. There she encountered someone who asked her mother's hand. When she found out he was the first love of her mom, she didn't hesitate. Not knowing it would only be the start of their misery. Later at the party: -"Hey, why are you looking at me like that! It's kind of creepy." Surrounding people gasped at her accusation. A lady said disdainfully, -"Who are you to talk with our young master Wilson like that? Don't you know, he can't see!" -"What... Who can't see? He was clearly smirking while looking at my face, after kissing me yesterday. Wait... Who's young master Wilson!" He maintained his poker face as he murmured under his breath, 'Girl, I am your DESTINY'. A few months later: His lips brushed past her earlobe. -"Let me see, where that SOB had touched you." She shuddered as his breath fanned on her neck. She stammered, -"None... Stop... That's none of your business." He sucked the flesh of her shoulder as he leaved a mark there. Then he replied domineeringly, -"Remember, in this life, you can only be mine. I'm your husband for life." This is an original novel of mine, not translated. Contact me if you want on instagram. Id:- ritz_rainshine. Join me on discord, invitation link: https://discord.gg/5AvtVmjdR6 English is not my native language, and this is my first time writing a novel. I don't have an editor either. So please be merciful. Any kind of suggestions are welcomed. It'd be appreciated if you leave a review and vote me. Would be happy with your supports. :)

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Her Full Body was Exposed In Front of The Crowd

In the dance floor, Port of Heaven Banquet

The orchestra changed the que as the people there started forming pairs. Some of them made new partners, some just took seat to rest and some new couples just came to the dance floor for the first time on that day.

Just by the beats the guitar gave, bright yellow stage lights flashed. The crystal ball hanging from the celling started spinning slowly and a melodious sound of cello also joined in.

The persons who were ready to take the lead, took their partners' hands and the people who were going to follow the leads, also put their hands on their partners' shoulders.

But one couple in the middle was different. As the low pitched cello sound started coming, the man took the right hand of the lady as their entangled hands stretched and the young lady stretched her left foot up, above the man's right shoulder.

People around gasped in surprise.

"Isn't she the Young Miss of the Smiths?"

"Yes. I have seen her earlier. She wore a gorgeous purple glittering gown. When did she change into such a splendid one!"

"Wow, isn't it Tasman Murad's latest collection? Miss Smith is so lucky to get a hand on this one."

"I can't believe myself. In the first half of the party, one appeared with Miss Eberly's creation with Princess Abigail's teardrop tiara, and on the second half, another one appeared with Tasman Murad's latest design."

"Wait, what is she doing?"

"Does she intend to do a fast paced dance? With that costume! How bold of her!"

Every kind of discussions could be heard. Nobody moved their eyes a bit from the couple in the center of the dance floor.

Lily was indeed happy. After so long, she was getting the attention she desired. By the corner of her eyes, she took a glance to the sofas where Albert was sitting with the others. She was beyond happy to see all of them looking at her. Especially that shameless, annoying, retard, sitting beside First Young Master Black; her mouth was agape in astonishment. Even that thin skinned bi*ch was also looking at her without batting her eyelids. Not giving a look to her partner, Lily sneered in satisfaction.

As the cello started to play with the guitar, the couples started dancing along with the beats. The soothing melody with the ballroom dances could calm the mind, but the couple in the middle started dancing in a different way. People watching from the sides were shocked by seeing them dancing Tango.

It was like to their avail, the slow and soothing beats changed as 'A Evaristo Carriego'** started to play.

With their interlocked hands, smooth swings of her long slender legs, fast movements and every stretches, Lily looked more and more gorgeous, sexy and skilled.

The couples dancing on their sides in the inner lines stopped and took their leave from the dance floor, even the couples on the outer lines were also quitted and moved back from there.

As they got more space, Lily's movements got faster and faster. The proud smile on her lips broadened as she felt everybody gave up in front of her dance. She felt the stage was hers.

The side hems of her front cut dress were like her wings that were helping her flying.

The facial features of the man who was dancing with her were stiffening with the each passing seconds. He thought that this lady was skilled beyond his expectations. He grit his teeth as he realise that the song is almost going to end, and yet he did not get a chance to do the task he is asked to. This lady did not let her guard down for a second, or may be there is not any guard to begin with. She was just too skilled to find a moment's hesitation in her actions.

Mantisha was looking at the couple in awe. She was almost going to clap by seeing one award worthy performance. She forgot about her previous encounter with Lily, she forgot how much annoyed she was on her. She just forgot everything as she found her each movements graceful, powerful, elegant and way too skilled. She was just going to pull Herbert's sleeve to ask him that Miss Smith's name, but suddenly her eyes fell upon the man dancing with her. She was shocked to see the adversity in his eyes.

Mantisha thought she was hallucinating again. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the man only to see his dancing back profile.

Herbert sensed her abnormality. Albert narrowed her eyes while looking at her. "What happened?" He asked in a mutter.

"Did you notice, that man's hostile expression towards Miss Smith? Or it's my imagination again." Mantisha's voice dropped. The last part of her words ended with a mere whisper.

Albert frowned by listening her words. Evelyn also looked at the man dancing with Lily. The desperation in his face was flashing hard. Once seen, there was no way to unnotice it. Evelyn's eyes flashed. She clenched her hands so hard that her nails digged in her palms. Yet she did not feel any pain. An old yet clear memory flashed past through her mind. Her eyes filled with hatred.

That man's hands were sweating. The song was almost going to end. As the last phase sounded, he clenched his hand which was resting on Lily's shoulder slightly.

Lily was beaming with joy, imagining the scenes full of praises and flutterings she was going to face, her heart was filling with sweetness. Just in this second, her partner's stiffened hands brought her back from her trance.

As he gave her the last flip, she looked at his face and one of her hills staggered. In a swift move she adjusted her poster by retreating and balancing with her another foot but it was too late. The man bent with a posture like he was going to catch and save her from the fall, as he stepped forward closing the distance between them and one of his shoes stepped in the extended hem of her dress.

*Slashhh*

The cocktail dress was torn from the front cut, where the stitches started near her upper thigh, to the deep V necked cut's last stitch in a blow. Even if there were her undergarments, but her almost naked body was exposed in front of the crowd.

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Macy is so vicious! If not Lily, there would be Mantisha, facing all of these today. Be it a villain or heroine, wrong is wrong, and it always will be.

I wonder, how she will get her punishments.

**From now on, I will upload a chapter in every two days, and the update rare would be three chapters in a week. When I start to get enough responses, there will be more chapters.

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