Chapter 16

“We can talk about that later,” Alexander said and extended his hands toward him for a handshake. Mr. Giovanni received it and replied sternly, “with positive feedback.”

Alexander only nodded his head and pulled Ava, leading her into the dance floor.

“Stupid piece of shit!” He cussed under his breath after he had walked some miles away from Mr. Giovanni.

A collection of Violinists, harp players, and pianists were placed at the far end of the hall and as the music came to a brief pause, Alexander offered out his hand. Ava realized what he wanted and not wanting to argue with him, at least, for once, she received it gracefully.

“I have absolutely no idea why I am here with you on the dance floor, but I think you should know that I haven't been on a dance floor before.”

Alexander only smirked and replied with, “I know,” before taking her hands and placing them on his shoulders and his, on her waist.

As he guided their steps and her waist to the slow, sweet melody drifting through th