I heard a voice calling out my name from inside the house, and when I opened the door…
Music floated from the ballroom as wraithlike shadows slinked along the walls. Though the doors were open to the frosty night air, it was hot as hell in here. A man in a tuxedo beckoned to me from the dance floor.
I should have been scared, but the sound of the waltz impelled me to approach him. He took my hand and his touch was a live wire. We whirled and twirled to the ethereal melodies, the notes falling over my skin like electric rain.
“I don’t mean to monopolize all your dances, my dear,” he said in a voice rumbling from the abyss.
“Yes, you do!” I laughed as I trembled in his molten embrace.
“True.” He acknowledged my words with a sinister grin, and claimed my mouth in a devil’s kiss.
It was what I had dreamed of all my life.
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