Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 539: Dancing Together.

-You. "Just when Serena wanted to defend herself, the other party's lips pressed again as soon as she opened her mouth, brutally stealing all her breath and blocking all her words.

The darkness allowed him to claim her.

Serena slowly came back to herself and pushed him away forcefully.

Cristian took a step back, but quickly pulled her close again. By this time, however, Serena had quickly found the light switch next to him and immediately turned it on. The brightness was restored.

Serena looked closer at the other side, and only then did she notice that he was wearing a silver-gray mask, and that the decorations around the edges looked a little familiar.

Of course, the glare made Cristian freeze for a moment, but he reacted quickly, his eyes narrowed under the mask as he wordlessly appraised Serena.

The two had been staring at each other for some time. At one point, Serena frowned her beautiful eyebrows and said, "The decoration of your mask...."

Instead of answering her directly, Cristian approached her and looked at her with some mischief, "Aren't you going to ask me who I am?

Serena said nothing.

He leaned even closer to her, saying, "It seems that you still haven't forgotten me completely, even though it's been five years.

What he had said made Serena feel nervous as if Cristian had read her mind. She raised her head in a slight panic to look at him and asked, "Why did you show up here dressed like that? If I remember correctly, you're not on tonight's guest list, are you?

-Oh?" The smile on Cristian's face became even more obvious and his gaze became even more wicked. He asked, "Did you pay special attention to see if I was there?

Serena was speechless.

It was probably because she was drunk that she said those words with so many weaknesses that were exploited by that man.

Thinking about it, Serena simply stopped talking and looked at him angrily.

However, she didn't know that she had just been kissed by Cristian, her lips were a little red and swollen, plus her eyes reflected some ecstasy, her eyebrows were tinged with a flirtatious wine color, and this dress... all of it made her look incredibly beautiful tonight.

At this moment...

Cristian looked at Serena in front of him, and contracted the nut in his throat unconsciously.

Such a beautiful woman... Yet she had been contemplated by other men for so long.

He grabbed her hand roughly and said with furrowed brows, -You can't wear that again in front of other men-.

Serena frowned and tried to push his hand away, but Cristian's hand was attached to hers like a chain. She felt annoyed and said with some impatience, "Let me go."

Cristian did not let go, but took the opportunity to tickle her palm and cross her fingers nimbly, holding her hand tightly.

That rogue!

Serena was so angry that she gritted her teeth; if he had not barged in, she would have been able to change this heavy dress. Even now he was leaning so close to her, almost taking her breath away. He, too, said nothing and seemed to enjoy the atmosphere, his dark eyes staring at her.

He did not even move.

At his burning stares, Serena felt her face almost burn.

She looked at him angrily, and was unreasonably disturbed by the mask he wore on his face, so she reached out her other hand to snatch it away from him.

Before her hand could touch him, she was stopped by Cristian's other hand.

-Did you hear what I just said?

-... Do you want me to appear in front of everyone with a mask like you?" she said mockingly, "I don't have the same leisure as you..."

Before she could finish her words, Cristian suddenly took off his mask, and then put it on Serena's face.

Serena was puzzled.

What had touched the tip of her nose was cold, but this time the mask Cristian had put on still carried the warmth of her face.

When the mask was put on her face like this, it was as if their faces were intimately glued together.

So Serena could not help but blush and said with some annoyance, "What are you doing?

-It was originally a set." Cristian walked over and tied the chain string behind the mask for her.

As he tied the chain string, his chest swayed right before her eyes, and the familiar smell lingered right by her side.

Although the two had known each other for a long time, there had never been a gesture as tender as today's, and for a moment Serena felt her eyes warm a little.

She lowered her eyelids and bit her lower lip hard.

He could not be tender-hearted, absolutely could not be tender-hearted.

He could never forget his despair at that time. In the year he left so ruthlessly, her despair was a nightmare that began almost every night when she closed her eyes. It was only a year later that this condition improved, and to this day she still has occasional nightmares.

Thinking about it, Serena took a deep breath, calmed down and asked quietly, -Didn't my brother order the dress? Why do you have a set of masks? Besides, the designer didn't say anything to me.... -

He didn't say anything?-Cristian took her words and spoke softly to explain, -That's because I didn't let him say..."

"How? Serena closed her eyes and tried to control her emotions.

-What? - Cristian narrowed his eyes to look at her, fearing that she would feel bad.

At this point, Cristian was already in a particularly upset state toward the woman in front of him, unconsciously wanting to please her and fearing that she would not accept him or get angry.

His world seemed to revolve around her.

-Did you also intervene on the dress my brother ordered?

Serena raised her head, staring straight at him.

Cristian was stunned, a little nervous about the questioning looks in her eyes, and his thin lips spoke unconsciously, -Don't you like it?

Before she could answer, Cristian added, -Then I won't do it again in the future, or will I ask your opinion before I do?

-Cristian, when did you become so humble?" Serena eventually couldn't help but tease him, saying, "I'd rather you treated me like you used to, with a mouth full of a woman on her second marriage, treating me like a vain woman, lusting after money.

Suddenly, however, melodious, extraordinarily clear and soft music played in the quiet dressing room.

Serena listened to it and recognized that it was an ensemble piece, suitable for dance.

Her hand was taken, and Cristian wrapped his other hand around her waist. His rough voice was heard: -You are dressed so well, it is a waste not to dance, don't you think?

The music played continuously, with no intention of stopping, and it was obvious that all this was just what Cristian had prepared.

But the music wasn't playing by itself, so surely he still had paid "accomplices."

Serena half-closed her lips, wanting to refuse when he was already taking her dancing.

At first she wanted to refuse, but Cristian's eyes were like magic, making her gradually lose her resistance and follow his steps to the rhythm of the melody.

Serena thought that maybe in this moment she could forget the good and the bad of the past.

Only in this moment.