Sixty Three

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The ballroom, the crystal chandeliers, the beams reflecting off the polished marble floors and the air which was thick was the smell of perfume and expensive perfumes all faded into the backdrop when that happened. Even the air seemed to hold its breath. It all faded into nothing as the duo kissed again. And this time it wasn't a polite, or gentle kiss. It was raw. It was deep. It was full of hunger and the need to prove a point. Gasps rose around the hall. A few women clutched their pearls while some men chuckled, whispering to each other with sly grins, knowing what was about to happen. Others leaned in, eager to catch every detail of the scandal unfolding in front of them. "She called him her heart..." one woman whispered. "Look at the way he's holding her. Oh my God." The flu

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