Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

Chapter 215

“Joycelyn…” Sandra skipped over to Joycelyn, playfully bumping her with her hip.

“I’m eating cake,” Joycelyn murmured. She hesitated, reluctant to part with the cake, but didn’t want to make him wait too long, feeling it would come across as overly standoffish.

“I’ll hold it for you,” Sandra said, taking the cake she had just handed over and holding it again.

Joycelyn’s hands were free, and she absently brushed her fingers before gently placing them into his waiting palm.

Ellison gently led her to the center of the dance floor.

The ballroom around them glittered like a palace, with chandeliers sparkling overhead and ornate paintings adorning the walls, filling the space with romance and luxury.

Ellison held her tiny hand in one of his while his other hand rested gently on her waist.

“Place your hand on my shoulder,” Ellison instructed, his gaze soft but noting the slight unease in her expression.

“Alright,” Joycelyn replied, lifting her hand to rest on his shoulder.

“But I don’t know how to dance,” Joycelyn murmured, her eyes drifting to the couples gliding effortlessly across the floor, their waltz graceful and light, full of ease and elegance. She thought, ‘It’s beautiful to watch, but dancing myself… I’m worried I’ll make a fool of myself.

“It’s okay, I’ll teach you,” Ellison reassured her, pulling Joycelyn closer as his hand tightened slightly around her waist.

“Why do we need to be so close? Don’t you usually keep some space in a waltz?” Joycelyn asked, feeling herself drawn in even closer, her heel accidentally stepping on his polished shoe.

“It doesn’t look as good from far away,” Ellison said, offering a reason she couldn’t argue with.

As the second song began to play, Ellison’s dark eyes softened. He gazed at Joycelyn with deep focus as if he were taking in every part of her with tender admiration.

“Alright, let’s start. Left foot, two steps forward,” Ellison’s clear voice cut through the lively music, landing softly in Joycelyn’s heart.

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Joycelyn looked up into his deep, dark eyes, feeling a calm warmth in his gentle yet reassuring gaze.

Following his instructions, she took two steps forward, but her stride was too long. She accidentally stepped on his foot and tumbled right into his arms off balance. Joycelyn thought, ‘Oh no, this is so embarrassing.

of frustration and almost wanted to back out. “I’m so sorry,” she

frustrated. He spoke gently, offering her reassurance.

his words slowly

his voice calm and deep, with none of it could have had. It was steady and patient, as if he were guiding a

arshness

shot puzzled looks, he paid them no mind, focused solely on

Grant Group as a ruthless, cold–hearted tyrant,

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and tenderness, everyone couldn’t help but think he was much kinder than

sync, she gradually grew more confident, following his lead and slowly becoming more comfortable with the rhythm.

along the edges, their eyes fixed on the pair as they

there was a grace to her. Her elegance, even with the occasional misstep, made her look ethereal, like

and warm, steady gaze, the two looked perfect together, dressed in matching shades of black, the image of a handsome couple.

her champagne glass, watched the couple in the center of the room with a cold, detached expression. “Ellen, what do you think Isolde meant by calling Joycelyn a benefactor and family? What’s going on with the Grant

what Isolde is thinking? I’d guess she wants to protect her.

and his attention is entirely on

Isolde clear in her voice. “If anyone could figure out what Isolde is thinking, the Grant family

of the Grant family–whether she was a benefactor or Mrs. Grant–no one could certain. What was clear was that the wealthy and

say

for

if her biological mother were a cleaner, everyone would still

video and snapped several photos. As she put her phone away, she noticed

serene and untouched by the surrounding luxury, felt

immediately tucked her phone away, jogging

stopped and looked down at the quirky young woman standing in his path. When he saw her large, bright eyes peeking out from beneath her bangs, something in

you?”

you check on her?” Sandra said, her

His dark gaze remained steady, as deep and infinite as the night

way.” Sandra motioned, signaling for him

was seated not far

a bit confused, asked, “Sandra, what’s going

let the doctor take another