Wap Dancer

‎At just twenty, Christy Scott has lost everything. Betrayed by the people she trusted most, she’s left homeless, jobless, and barely surviving as a dancer in a strip club. ‎ ‎Then Kendrick Black walks in, billionaire, emotionally ice-cold, and hiding a secret that could destroy his reputation. He offers her a deal: pose as his girlfriend for ninety days to kill rumors questioning his masculinity. For Christy, it’s survival. For him, it’s damage control. It’s supposed to be business. Nothing more. ‎ ‎But living under Kendrick’s roof turns out to be more than she bargained for. His manipulative sister wants her gone. His childhood sweetheart plays a twisted game. And worst of all, her ex, the same man who crushed her heart, is now Kendrick’s driver, watching her every move. ‎ ‎Just when Christy starts to find her footing, everything comes crashing down. A leaked video from her past blows up online. Her name, her dignity...shattered. In a desperate attempt to escape the media storm, she’s caught in a brutal accident. ‎ ‎She wakes up in a stranger’s home...Kendrick’s best friend. And with him, the truth: she’s not just anyone. She’s the missing daughter of the powerful Lancaster family. And she’s carrying Kendrick Black’s child. ‎ ‎Now the girl everyone once dismissed is coming back stronger. With fire in her eyes, a baby in her belly, and the truth at her back, Christy is no longer the victim. She’s the storm. ‎ ‎But when the man who couldn’t protect her comes begging for her love, can she forgive him? ‎ ‎Or will she become the bride who burns it all to the ground?

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

I never asked to be the chosen anything. I had a nice enough life, if you enjoy communing with dead people, wrangling ghostly regrets, and being occasionally mistaken for a lost Victorian child. Harrowers don’t get holidays, and we certainly don’t get destiny. We get well-worn boots, crumbling field journals, and maybe—if we’re lucky—a thermos that doesn’t leak. I was fine with that. Then came the part where I accidentally got involved in a celestial conspiracy. You know, the usual: unraveling the fabric of fate, discovering I may or may not be some mythical thread-weaver, dodging bureaucratic Fae with sharp smiles and sharper agendas, and, most inconveniently of all, developing a highly inconvenient attraction to a certain exiled Huntsman of the Unseelie Court who looks he stepped out GQ: Gothic Edition and smells like rain. Alaric Fen. Yes, that Alaric. The one with the eyes like amber lightning and cheekbones you could cut yourself on. Now I’m trying to stop the Balance from folding like a wet towel, while two ancient Courts most humans are blissfully unaware about flirt with civil war, and everyone keeps looking at me like I’ve got the answers. I don't. I have tattoos I didn't sign up for, a fast-talking con artist for a best friend, and some stubborn hope that kindness still counts for something. So if you're looking for a grand epic of magic, love, betrayal, memory, and rebellion—well. Here we are.  Just… don’t expect me to smile about it. Come along if you'd like. I could use someone on my side. -Entry from the diary of Grey Wyrde

Nathaniel, the Alien: Nathaniel was no ordinary resident here on earth. He is an alien with the ability to teleport, hear ringing sounds and stop time for a minute. He had not chosen earth as his home, but he was drawn to the chaotic world of earth with these mixed human emotions. The truth is Nathaniel had a unique power - he could feel the emotions of those around him. This often left him overwhelmed in the crowded city. One evening, as Nathaniel returned to his condo, he felt a surge of sadness and frustration coming from the building. It was intense and he knew it was coming from a new resident. Deciding to investigate, he went outside and found the source of the noise—a door next to him. A new neighbor. Sabrina, the Cursed Star: Sabrina was a woman of many talents. In her twenties, she is a vibrant writer, fashionista, model, dancer, and singer. She was a very loud person outside and had a hard time expressing her true feelings. She has her deepest secret, that is, as the evening progressed, she aged into her fifty—a curse placed upon her by someone who had felt slighted by her success and confidence. This curse had turned her life into a cycle of highs and lows, where she lived two different lives every single day.  The Encounter: On her first night in her new condo, Sabrina tried to ease her sorrow by singing. Her voice which is filled with sadness echoed through her entire living room. She sang song after song, hoping to find some comfort in the music. Meanwhile, at the night, Nathaniel who is sensitive to the noises and feelings of extreme emotions was not able to sleep. As he tried not to listen, but because of his power he was able to hear Sabrina even though the condo was separated by a good wall. At of irritation, Nathaniel decided to intervene. He teleported to her door and knocked it. Sabrina, startled of the knocked, opened the door to find a handsome young man with an otherworldly aura. "You know, I cannot sleep. Your voice is quite loud." his voice was cold. Nathaniel saw a lady wearing a long sleeve and has gloves in her hands, with shades on, facial mask on her face, holding a comb as her microphone, hair is messy despite having a cap covering her head. Her face was totally covered. Nonetheless, she is like a messed-up girl. Sabrina looked at him, surprised. Her day had been quite tough, and her only stress reliever was to sing tonight. "Oh, am I not allowed to just relieve? My mom told me dumb, my management told me I suck in dancing." she replied, her eyes are red from crying. "Even just for this singing, I even suck. Oh, but thank you, I am having a tough day." As they continue to collide in unexpected ways, a strange connection begins to form.

In a city ablaze with neon dreams, Amelia danced, her movements a captivating secret, her life a carefully guarded performance. One night, millionaire Alexander Sterling stepped into her world. He saw not just a dancer, but a fascinating acquisition, a spirit he felt compelled to possess. A spark ignited, but for him, it was a consuming desire, a possessive intrigue. Their encounters moved beyond the club, Alexander meticulously orchestrating their time together. He unveiled a calculated charm, drawing Amelia into sharing her deepest dreams, unknowingly fueling his fixation. What blossomed for Amelia was an unexpected, distorted love. For Alexander, it was the escalating thrill of an obsession. He pursued her relentlessly, his control tightening, her resilience ironically feeding his insatiable desire to claim her. Their bond, once seemingly genuine, twisted into a disturbing dance, a silent, undeniable claim on his beautiful "toy." What happens next? Does Amelia realize his true intentions, or does Alexander's obsession continue to blind him?

In a post-apocalyptic world where multiple energy systems coexist, a group of game players obsessed with endless grinding emerges. Every day when Cheng Shaofeng wakes up, his first goal is to make this world… a little more like a video game. [Clone Production Chamber], [Loot Generator], [Attribute Conversion Tower], [Smartwatch Communication Station]… Toxic knife storms cutting through zombies, the Black Skeleton Legion employing the classic “Besiege Wei to Rescue Zhao” strategy, and storm totems automatically grinding tentacles… one creative player move after another. Flame Assault Troopers, Summoning Mystics, Whirlwind Dancers, Dual-Pistol Tacticians, Celestial Archons… with hundreds of unique professions created. The players exclaim: “This game is so grind-heavy! I find new materials every day!” “There are tens of thousands of skill combinations, and I can even learn skills from random passersby. I’m going to max out the skill wall at the base!” “Enough talk, the Lord just announced a new map has opened. I’m going to speedrun the dungeon and write a guide for the others to farm it!” “The world boss has appeared, everyone, let’s grind it together!” Watching the players grind until their eyes turn red, Cheng Shaofeng shrugs: “You can see for yourself, it’s not that I want to rule the apocalypse—it’s just that they can’t stop grinding!”

Dual Cultivation is an art. The more you focus on doing the art, the worse it becomes. Only when doing it becomes part of the art itself, does one truly experience it to its fullest. You will know you understand only when you can't tell the singer from the song, dancer from the dance, and the daoist partners from the dao. This is true enlightenment in the art of dual cultivation ... The 'Naked Sword Art' is a personal skill of mine. It isn't perfect yet, but I believe it will one day be the greatest dual cultivation technique known to man. I am the fucker of mothers, stripper of daughters, and the bane of all men and husbands alike. I am a blind dual cultivator. . . . [ Tags ] R-18 | Mature | Adult | Smut | Harem | Ecchi | Hentai | NSFW | Netori | Blowjob | Anal | Sex | Threesome | Foursome | Hardcore | Feet | Thick | Thicc | Milf | Gilf | Choking | Out doors | Humiliation | Nymph | Bdsm | Fetish | Dual Cultivation | Action | Demon | Handsome MC | Weak to Strong MC | Antihero | Comedy | Wise . . . https://discord.gg/SFyWcze **Art work is not mine. If you want me to take it down please contact me**

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A writer who grapples with the weight of his own imagination. As he sits at his desk, the boundaries of reality dissolve, giving rise to a captivating figure—a spirited dancer who embodies his reflection. This ethereal being, born from ink and thought, begins to move with an elegance that both enchants and unnerves him.

Suddenly, Kael is marked by ancient runes, hunted by magic guilds, and haunted by the spirit of a forgotten monarch. The crown he carries holds no jewels—but within it lies the final spark of the fallen empire’s power. With a cold blade-dancer at his side, a beastkin thief with a heart of gold, and enemies closing in from the skies above and below, Kael must journey across a fragmented world to reclaim his legacy. But with each step he takes toward the throne, the question grows louder: Is he destined to rebuild the kingdom... or destroy what’s left of it?

[Book published on royal road: Unnikuttan I was born with no name. No memories. No power. Just a mask. A porcelain-white mask that whispered names I’d never heard—and lives I had never lived. The first time I wore it, I became her: The Blade Dancer of the Dying Moon. The second time? A dead queen who spoke in tongues and commanded spirits. Every mask I wear brings power… Every life I borrow brings danger. Because someone—or something—wants these masks shattered. And the moment I put on the wrong one… I won’t just borrow the past. I’ll become it.

ALMOST HER AGAIN is the emotional journey of Erica smart, a girl whose dream of becoming a dancer is nearly crushed by betrayal, heartbreak, and a toxic relationship. but even after losing herself, Erica fights to heal, to Hope and to dance again.

Author: Deadlox In the cursed realm of Emberfall, shadows breathe and magic burns like fire through the blood. Nineteen-year-old Kevin is marked—quite literally—with an ember-shaped scar that pulses with a power he never asked for. Branded as a threat and hunted by the mysterious Ardent Order, Kevin has lived most of his life in hiding, haunted by visions of a crumbling world and a voice calling him from beyond the Veil. When a cataclysm strikes the fractured continent, ancient relics awaken, and long-dead sorcerers whisper through the ash. Kevin is thrust into a whirlwind of rebellion, betrayal, and secrets buried deep beneath ruined cities. To uncover the truth behind his mark, he must ally with a rogue mage, a blade-dancer with a vendetta, and a talking crow who knows too much. But the Veil is thinning. And on the other side lies something older than gods… and far more dangerous. The Veil of Emberfall is an action-packed, mysterious epic about destiny, hidden magic, and the cost of wielding power in a world on the brink of unraveling.

**SYNOPSIS: Infinite Leveler** **Title:** *Infinite Leveler* (LitRPG/Progression Fantasy) **Premise:** Daniel Mercer, an ordinary man from Earth, dies in a car crash—only to wake up in *Eldros*, a brutal world governed by a rigid leveling system. But something is wrong. While others grind for years to gain power, Daniel levels up at an impossible rate, his growth defying the System’s laws. Now, hunted by monsters, feared by factions, and pursued by those who know the truth, he must uncover why he’s different… before the System itself erases him. **Key Themes:** - **Power vs. Control:** The System enforces balance—Daniel breaks it. - **Hard Work vs. Talent:** Even with cheat-like leveling, mastery requires sacrifice. - **Identity:** Is he a hero, a mistake, or something worse? **Main Characters:** - **Daniel Mercer (Outlier):** A man out of place, forced to adapt to exponential power—and its consequences. - **Kaela Voss (Blade Dancer):** A high-level warrior who knows the cost of defying the System. - **The Voidspawn:** Monsters drawn to System anomalies like moths to flame. - **The Overseer:** A mysterious entity that watches Daniel’s progress with disturbing interest. **Plot Structure:** 1. **Awakening:** Daniel arrives in Eldros, discovers his anomalous leveling, and survives his first deadly encounter. 2. **Hunted:** Factions learn of his existence—some want to exploit him, others to kill him. 3. **The Truth:** The System isn’t natural. It *corrupts*. And Daniel’s growth threatens everything. 4. **Climax:** A choice—embrace his power to save Eldros, or reject it to remain human. **Hook:** *"Leveling up should be a gift. For Daniel, it’s a death sentence."* **Tone:** Fast-paced, gritty, with visceral progression and deep worldbuilding. Think *Re:Monster* meets *The Stormlight Archive*, with a LitRPG twist. --- - **Mystery:** Why is the System afraid of him? - **High Stakes:** Every level brings him closer to power—and annihilation. **Perfect for fans of:** *Solo Leveling, Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint, Cradle.* ---

Title: Eclipse: The Fractured Realm Setting: A fractured world torn apart by an ancient war known as The Sundering, where continents drift in the skies and seas are filled with floating islands. The Sacred Eclipse, a celestial artifact that once balanced the realm through Aether, was shattered into shards. These Eclipse Shards are scattered across the realm, each holding immense potential to awaken or corrupt an Eclipser (Aether-user). The realm is now ruled by The World 5, a cabal of godlike Eclipsers who hoard shards and maintain tyrannical power over the divided lands. --- Power System: Aether Pure Aether: Balanced, precise, and elegant. Used by monks, healers, and warriors who maintain harmony. Rare and difficult to master. Raw Aether: Aggressive, explosive, and instinctual. Favored by berserkers, martial artists, and frontline soldiers. Very destructive. Hollow Aether: Forbidden, unstable, and tied to emotions like grief, rage, and fear. Used by cursed beings and rogue Eclipsers. Draws from the void left behind by the Sacred Eclipse’s destruction. Eclipse Shards: Ancient relics that resonate with Aether, amplifying its potency. Can mutate an Eclipser’s abilities or unlock forms similar to Bankai or Devil Union. --- Main Characters Kai Johan Role: Protagonist Aether Type: Raw Aether (later unlocks Hollow Aether) Personality: Reckless, determined, warm-hearted. Starts off naïve but grows into a fierce protector. Background: A street orphan born under a blood moon, said to be a bad omen. Discovers a dormant Eclipse Shard in his body that awakens during a massacre by World 5 agents. Goal: To find all Eclipse Shards and rebuild the Sacred Eclipse to bring peace to the realm. Lysander Hutchman Role: Deuteragonist Aether Type: Pure Aether Personality: Calm, analytical, philosophical. Acts as Kai’s foil. Background: A former disciple of the World 5 and member of the Twilight order who defected after witnessing their cruelty. Now a rogue tactician aiding Kai. Goal: To atone for his past and create a world where Aether is free. Rhea Solarin Role: MC’s Love Interest Aether Type: Raw/Pure Hybrid Personality: Bold, witty, and kind. Often the voice of reason. Background: Heiress to a fallen kingdom wiped out by Fen. Trains as a blade dancer using Aether-infused swords. Bond with Kai: They share the same Eclipse shard type, forming a deep emotional and Aetheric connection. Fumiko Asanari Role: Lysander’s Love Interest Aether Type: Hollow Aether Personality: Mysterious, aloof, internally tormented. Background: A former assassin for World 5’s enforcer division. Her Aether devoured her family’s memories. She now seeks redemption and identity. Bond with Lysander: A slow-burning, intense relationship built on mutual healing. Zerath Kaelthorn Role: Main Villain, Leader of the World 5 Aether Type: All three – but corrupted Hollow Aether dominates. Personality: Charismatic, nihilistic, utterly hateful. Background: Once a prophet who tried to save the Sacred Eclipse but was consumed by the Hollow void. Believes the world must be shattered further to be reborn in his vision. He killed the former world five leader during the war of the fracture/ Sundering and became the leader of the world 5. Goal: To gather all Eclipse Shards and ascend beyond mortal Aether into something divine and absolute.

“Prove it then. Prove that only you can bring me pleasure, or I will go out there and find someone who can rival your bedroom skills beca–” I was cut off by his lips in a spine-chilling kiss then he pulled away. “You belong to me, Amaya Jones. You belong to me and no man can change that,” he growled. “You are mine… Mine.” *** Amaya, a club dancer whose life takes a dramatic turn when she breaks the rules of her workplace and has a one-night encounter with a powerful alpha werewolf. Amaya is captured and is forced to change her life and marry a man she now realizes is the most dangerous man alive. She has to fight falling for him and protecting herself despite how he claims he will never love her and only keeps her as the woman carrying his heir. Falling for a man whose heart is set on never falling in love or pairing with anyone, much less a mate becomes a struggle as she lives under the same roof with him and werewolves who are bound to keep her safe no matter what. She soon finds herself entangled in a dangerous world, carrying the heir of the most feared Alpha, while struggling with her own emotions and survival. Her greatest fear is getting abandoned once the heir is born.

At 28, Valentina returns as the mysterious "Shade" to infiltrate the nightclub of the mafia boss who killed her father when she was 18. Dominic Castellano, 38, becomes obsessed with the mysterious dancer, unaware she's meticulously planning his destruction—using her body as the ultimate weapon. When he discovers her identity, instead of killing her, he becomes a willing prisoner to her game of seduction and revenge.

If you knew from the beginning that people who you loved, would betray you. Would you then still trust? Reo George von Carlton, the Crown Prince of Carlton was acused of false acusation's of things he didn't do read to found out......

"Undoubtedly For Me" is the story of Y/n, a talented artist searching for a job, who stumbles upon her true passion of dance. After witnessing a group of dancers in the street, Y/n is inspired to pursue her love of dance, leading her to apply for a job at a new dance studio owned by renowned dancer and CEO Min Yoongi. Despite feeling nervous, Y/n impresses Min Yoongi with her passion for dance, and he offers her a position as one of their dance instructors. Y/n is elated at this opportunity, and with Min Yoongi's guidance, she begins to thrive in her new role. "Undoubtedly" is a story of following your heart and finding your true calling, even in the face of disappointment and setbacks.

Seventeen-year-old Amber Winters hides behind her cityscape sketches, her confidence eroded by her mother’s critiques and a cruel high school rumor. When a new seating chart pairs her with Charles Chen, a quiet artist with a dancer’s grace, their shared table becomes a canvas for trust. As they navigate the Spring Arts Showcase—a chance at a life-changing scholarship—Amber’s precise lines and Charles’s hidden dance moves reveal truths they’ve buried. But the art room’s critique wall, scarred with anonymous barbs, whispers of betrayal. A stolen sketch, a rival’s sabotage, and a friend’s duplicity threaten to unravel their fragile bond. As Amber fights to protect Charles’s dreams, she discovers her own courage, painting a future where love and art intertwine. Charles, haunted by his parents’ unraveling, finds strength in Amber’s belief, his dance a defiant reclaiming of self. In a world where art demands truth, Amber and Charles must confront their fears, expose their enemies, and choose to be seen—together. The Art Between Us is a heartfelt YA contemporary novel about creativity, connection, and the bravery to claim your own masterpiece.

You were a decaying vine,seeking to destroy the past,only to find the tendrils of the old pain probing past memories A dancer dies twice,the first death is the most painful,drowned in an ocean where all light is silenced,your former passion or identity has taken its final breath,your wounds exposed and open. Time comes to hault.Your will rocked by the tides that challenge your understanding,the pulse of the seas forcing you to dance again,awaiting your rebirth, The rebirth of The Black Swan Let this be a new symphony, a new melody to wove a new song of your remedy

Wishes can be dangerous that's what Hazael and the rest of children found out in the class A35. But what can be dangerous of a voice through the interckom? Plenty they found out to late, but for Hazael betrayel await's him.

As a backup dancer, falling in love with an idol is the #1 rule you don't break. But when Sim Jae-the golden boy of Korea's hottest group LOVE2-starts noticing you, rules begin to blur. Between his soft gaze and Choi Ryan's cold stare, you find yourself caught in a dangerous love triangle where every move is watched, and one wrong step could cost everything.

Michael should be dead. That was the plan at least and yet instead of oblivion, he is summoned to a world teeming with monsters, warriors, and eldritch horrors lurking in the dark. With no purpose and no way home, he does the only thing that makes sense—survive. From bloodthirsty beasts to warriors who can tear through mountains, Michael quickly learns that strength is the only law here and morality is vastly different from the world he knew. As he walks the path of a blade dancer, facing creatures that defy reason, one question lingers: Why does he continue to struggle? And more importantly... should he conform to this world or fight to defy it?

Xela has never been drawn to dancers—until she meets a girl with mesmerizing eyes, sparking unexpected feelings.

Should I call them humans — or gods disguised as mortals? I never can tell. Nanare and Nanara, two breathtakingly beautiful twin sisters, were born into a struggling middle-class family in a small village in Delhi. Uneducated and unheard, they could neither read nor write, but life had carved strength into Nanare’s spirit and hope into Nanara’s fragile lungs. Nanara, frail and asthmatic, clung to her sister Nanare, who spoke truths that even the educated could not see. But fate was cruel. Sold into servitude to four famous stage dancers — Mhesha, Natasha, Seesha, and Alisha — the twins' lives quickly shifted from hopeful to hellish. Starved, humiliated, forced into oversized rags, and made to endure unbearable conditions — Nanara was locked in a stinking room where her asthma worsened. Yet through it all, their bond refused to shatter. Their only wish: to escape this nightmare and live the life they dreamt of. A life they never dared believe was possible. Until Richie Diamonds appeared. A prodigy scriptwriter, heir to a royal lineage, and a man so dazzling the world could not look away. With half his time spent crafting billion-dollar masterpieces and none wasted on trivial pursuits, Richie was known as a no-nonsense genius. And yet, even he — the untouchable, unshakable Richie — found himself enchanted. By Nanare. The uneducated girl who could barely spell her own name. As love bloomed amidst the thorns of hatred and jealousy, darker forces stirred in the shadows. Enemies rose. Betrayals cut deep. One devastating act by the stage dancers shattered the twins' world forever — a betrayal so brutal, it threatened to destroy everything. Now, Richie must fight not just for love — but for survival. And Nanare must decide if broken dreams can ever become reality. In a world of cruelty and crowns, can love truly conquer fate?

On her 18th birthday, Xia learns that the Zhou family, who raised her from the slums as their own daughter, are not her biological parents. The truth comes crashing down with a DNA test, and just like that, she’s discarded—her two adoptive brothers tossing her out without a second thought. But Xia doesn’t need them. Xia is no ordinary girl. While the Zhou family thought they were her saviors, she’s secretly a powerhouse: the world’s best assassin, hacker, coder, dancer, designer, and business prodigy—all hidden behind the façade of a seemingly regular student. Her “cheap” phone? Custom-built by her, a technological marvel disguised as an everyday device. Li Wei, a billionaire tycoon with his own dark empire, was never interested in anyone—until Xia. Her talent, strength, and mystery draw him in like no one else. Shocked by the countless new identities and skills she keeps revealing, he can’t help but be captivated by her endless layers. Her humor, her cold precision, her emotional control—all make her a force he can’t escape. When anyone dares insult her, Li Wei doesn’t lift a finger—he simply turns to his assistant and asks, “Burn them” The assistant, always quick to answer, deadpans: “ but sir "helplessly "Madame already took care of them, Sir

But one comment in particular stood out, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of annoyance because of who made it - Julie. Her comment read: 'Just date already.' Just then, Derick messaged me again: DERICK: 'By the way, you're a great dancer. Are you taking practice?' SILVIA: 'No, I'm just my own teacher, and you're also a good dancer.' DERICK: 'Thanks! I love the way you move your legs. I thought you didn't know how to tango, but I wish to dance with you again.' SILVIA: 'Thanks a lot.' DERICK: 'But Jenny is a bad dancer; don't tell her, or she'll kill me!' SILVIA: 'Derick, stop it! She's your sister!' DERICK: 'Yes, she is, but her bloodline...' DERICK: "Yes, she is, but her bloodline of dancing has faded; she's a terrible dancer." SILVIA: "Derick, stop it!" DERICK: "Can I ask you for a favor?" SILVIA: "Why not? Go on." DERICK: "Can I have Anissa's number?" SILVIA: "No, I don't have her number." (thinking) "Idiot." Then, I gave him a terrible stare before sending him Anissa's number and dropping my phone. Messages kept coming in; I was angry and jealous. Eventually, I decided to check the messages, and they were all from Derick: DERICK: "Thanks." DERICK: "Why aren't you replying to me?" DERICK: "Why are you angry? Tell me." DERICK: "Please just reply to me." SILVIA: "What! I've given you her number, so what more do you want from me?" DERICK: "Wait, are you jealous?"