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

take your time,” Ellison said, not at all frustrated. He spoke gently, offering her reassurance. “Relax,

been nervous, but his words slowly

deep, with none of it could have had. It was steady and patient, as if he

arshness

as the people around them shot puzzled looks, he paid them no mind, focused solely on guiding Joycelyn through the dance. Despite being stepped on several times,

Mr. Grant of the Grant Group as a ruthless,

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everyone couldn’t help but think he was much

gradually grew more confident, following his lead and slowly becoming more

crowd around the dance floor began to slow down, gathering along the

fluid as she’d hoped, but there was a grace to her. Her elegance, even with the occasional misstep, made her look ethereal, like the glow of

steady gaze, the two looked perfect together, dressed in matching shades

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 family? What’s

softly. “How would I know what Isolde is thinking? I’d guess she

all so strange. Look at Ellison, and his attention is entirely on her. I

clear in her voice. “If anyone could figure out what

family–whether she was a benefactor or Mrs. Grant–no one could certain. What was clear was

say

for

a cleaner, everyone would

several photos. As she put her phone away, she noticed Kingston

made him stand out in the bustling, extravagant ballroom. His presence, serene and untouched by

tucked her phone away,

quirky young woman standing in his path. When he saw her large, bright eyes peeking out from beneath her bangs, something in him stirred–a sense of

I help you?”

her ankle. Leah took her back, but I’m still worried. Can you check on her?” Sandra said,

gaze remained steady, as deep and infinite as the night sky. After a few seconds, he nodded.

motioned, signaling for him to follow

seated not far from Isolde.

Luna, still a bit

let the doctor take another look at your ankle.”