Chapter 2 Night wore

As the night wore on, Valérie and Alexander's dance became a sensual embrace, their bodies moving in perfect synchrony. The music faded into the background, and all that remained was the soft rustling of their clothes and the gentle whisper of their breathing. Valérie's heart raced with excitement, her senses heightened as she felt Alexander's warm breath on her skin.

They glided across the ballroom, their steps effortless, as if they were floating on a cloud. The masks they wore seemed to disappear, and their eyes locked in a passionate gaze. Valérie felt like she was drowning in Alexander's eyes, suffocating in the depths of his piercing stare.

Suddenly, the music stopped, and the room fell silent. Valérie and Alexander froze, their bodies still entwined, their hearts beating as one. The silence was palpable, heavy with anticipation. Valérie's pulse raced with excitement, her senses screaming for more.

And then, Alexander spoke, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down Valérie's spine. "May I have the pleasure of knowing your name, mademoiselle?" he whispered, his breath caressing her ear.

Valérie's response was barely audible, her voice caught in her throat. "Valérie," she whispered, her heart pounding in her chest.

Alexander's smile was devastating, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Enchanted, Valérie," he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. "May I have the pleasure of your company for the rest of the evening?"