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Gillian : Noooooooo

Me : What's wrong?

David : Just don't say that!

Me : Say what?

David : That you do not own the Night World. Don't say that please!

Me : Why? I have to tell the truth, no?

Ash : Well the truth is that you do own the Night World *winks*

Me : Really? *wonder-struck*

Jez : Yaah ! And You also own Romeo and Juliet.

Me : Omg! I don't believe it! *dances* Is this a dream?

Ash : Yes it's dream! *laughs*

Me : What?!

Jez : Means in reality you don't own Night World and Romeo & Juliet. *smiles wickedly*

*Everyone starts laughing on me*

Me : You people are completely Ruthless !

As soon as he Morgead realized that he was in love with her, he had an urge to go and talk to her.

He was about to get up when he noticed a man approaching her from behind. Morgead tensed. His muscles were stiff and hands were clenched in a tight fist. Just then two men behind him started whispering. Morgead picked their conversation almost involuntarily.

"She's really a chick man. The sexiest lady I've seen so far in my life!"

"Who would disagree to that?"

"I'm going to ask her to dance before someone else picks the opportunity."

"Are you crazy? Do you even know who she is?"

" As far as I've heard she is Jezebel Redfern right? The most beautiful girl in San Francisco!"

"The most beautiful and dangerous, hot-headed stubborn girl in San Francisco. You'd get yourself killed if you ask her to dance. Why do you think she's sitting alone at the bar right now?"

"So you mean to say-"

At that moment their conversation was cut off when there was a loud thud. Everyone turned to look at the source of the voice and was so did Morgead. He saw the man who was approaching Jezebel was now lying on ground. As Jezebel stood and walked to him, he started crawling backwards as if he was scared of her.

One of the men who were talking behind Morgead, cleared his throat lighty before continuing.

"Now I can see what you meant!"

There was a complete silence in the room as the guests witnessed what had just happened. Morgead saw her feeling a little self-conscious while looking around.

"I think you got my answer. Now just go away!" She spoke in a beautiful voice, low and yet dangerous. It held such a fierceness that the boy stood up and ran away from her. She looked around once again before having another drink.

Suddenly she turned around directly at Morgead. He felt a naughty smile playing down his lips as she once again met his gaze. Morgead lost the track of time.

His whole existence was concentrating on the marvelous double shade of silver-blue eyes which were looking into his emerald green. Her inhumane beauty relieved a small part of him as he felt her vibrant lamia aura. He was relieved that he hasn't broken any law falling in love with her.

The girl blinked and broke away the gaze. A strange ache rose in Morgead's heart when he found himself looking no more in those beautiful eyes of her. This was it. He couldn't bear it anymore. He didn't care if she was a Redfern or a dangerous lamia. He walked to her and greeted her.

She greeted him back dizzily. As if she was the one stuck by his beauty which rarely was the case here. Morgead knew that this lamia could surely hear his dead heart bouncing inside him, threatening to come out. He was at loss of words.

"What's up?" She asked him trying to sound brave but her voice was still a little shaky. Morgead saw her cheeks going red while the fresh warm blood flashed in them.

She looks so tempting. This time Morgead can't keep his urge down to him anymore and lost his control completely.

"Actually I would prefer skipping the small talks and come straight to the point." He paused as his tongue started slipping down.

He looked at her and through her expression he guessed he was about to get a nice bruise on his handsome face. He prepared himself for that to happened as he spoke on mockingly.

"I was wondering if you consider yourself lucky enough to dance with me?"

She stared at him widely as soon as she the words sank in her mind. How dare him say that! Morgead knew she was projecting unintentionally while she was debating whether to kick him in shin or punch him at nose.

He didn't ran away even after knowing. So when she held her hand out to slap him, he took the blow sincerely.

But as soon as her hand came in contact with his cheek, Morgead felt strong current passing through his cheek. He was sure she felt the same too through her hand. Well that's strange!

She stood there shocked. Morgead could feel blood rising in his cheek. She is a damn pretty good slapper. He thought. Thankfully, this time it wasn't loud enough to drag attention of other guests.

"Well you didn't answer my question!" He spoke bravely and chuckled. She looked pissed off for a second but then all her anger seemed to melt away from her face as their stare became intense.

Morgead held out a hand in offer and stared at her. She stared at him back before thinking for a moment and then took his offering hand. They moved towards the dance floor, none of them breaking the eye contact all this time.

Morgead held her delicately from her waist and pulled her a little closer than normal. Her warm little body felt nice against his. She brought her hands up, grabbing his shoulder, not yet looking away from his eyes and they started moving with the beat.

It didn't mattered to them when many people shockingly noticed them dancing. They were lost in each other eyes completely. They were lost in their own world.

Hugh knew that Jez was going to be pissed because he was late again. No matter how hard he tried to be punctual, he was always late for each and every date or event. Jez always arrived way too earlier than him, always looking stunningly beautiful.

But this time he wouldn't give her a chance to be angry or upset on him. He took a deep breath feeling badly nervous. I can do this! I can do this! He encouraged himself while absent-mindedly felt the shape of the velvet box in his back pocket through his trembling fingers.

His aim was simple yet very challenging : To make this moment the best of Jez's life as well as his too. He had prepared his speech well and revised his perfect surprised plan in his mind. He then confidentaly walked through the entrance that led him to the hall, smiling all the way to himself like a lovestruck idiot. He chuckled at the thought.

Tonight, was a very special night for him and he knew that after he proposes Jez, it would be memorable for her two. He wondered if he should do it infront of everyone or a bit more privately.

Thinking from Jez's point of view, she would like it and think of Hugh as very brave if he doea it infront of the whole town. But she would also adore it is he would skip her to a lonely place and let the moment be very private and intimate. Decisions, decisions! He sighed just as he entered the hall.

There were people everywhere. He looked around and spot Jez at the dance floor dancing with a dark-haired boy. Many other people were watching them too. Hugh saw the boy first. He was so much lost in Jez as any guy would be. After all, Jez was Jez.

He held her very sophisticatedly and gently as if he was afraid that she would break or something. Hugh almost felt pity for the boy.

They spun around along the dancing beat and Hugh was now looking at Jez's face. Her expressions shocked Hugh and his heartbeat stopped for a second. She was never the one to be dazed but somehow she was, as if a lovebird lost up in the eyes of her anchor. It tore away his heart to see them like that.

As he was drowning away in his own thoughts, the song changed and more couples were proceeding to the dance floor. The dance floor became crowded and Jez disappeared from Hugh's eyesight. He went to the middle of the floor and looked around but was unable to find her.

He soon spotted Raven but she was dancing with someone else. She looked really happy and Hugh decided not to disturb her.

He shouldn't be so worried, it was just a dance. Perhaps she was getting bored waiting for Hugh so she joined that boy for one dance. Maybe she was searching for Hugh now. Thinking this, Hugh stepped out of dance floor and glanced around.

After few minutes of looking here and there, he finally found Jez heading towards the entrance of backyard.

His heart crushed to see that she wasn't alone but with the same dark-haired boy walking off the entrance, hand-in-hand.

I know this isn't a really good one but I needed an outlet chapter too. Those who are worried about no description of Jez-Morgead romance, don't be! You're gonna have to read the next whole chapter only talking about their dance and passion. Honestly, I think I'm gonna drag this night on and on cause I'm in no mood of ending it ;) Please don't forget to review and do not miss the FIFA finals today. Yippiiee I'm so damn excited.

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