Dance

Sometimes, it's your desire that can turn against you.

Step 1, 2, 3. Step 1, 2, 3, her mind repeated the rhythm as she glanced at her tutor, gauging his expression, it was a bit difficult because he kept staring into her eyes as if he could sense something she couldn't. shaking her head, she concentrated on her movements. She wasn't aware that his hands moved and were now caressing her a bit too indecently.

Her gaze flickered back to his eyes they changed so quickly she couldn't catch her breath. He grabbed and pushed her against the nearest wall, his hands on her neck. she struggled a lot, thrashed but couldn't resist him. sensing him going a bit easy, she played along his little game.

Moving her hips, caressing his arm, not breaking that rhythm, she learnt from the Master himself, she hypnotized the man, bewitching him completely. She pushed him to the chair slowly, capturing his eyes.

The man so entranced by her movements, didn't see the blunt force hit him,as he fell of the chair, blood dripping his face.

Last thing he saw was he walk away with that sway that attracted him in the first place.