It's breathtaking. The way you dance among the crowd in some famous VIP bar, the way your arms gracefully circle in the air and your hips sway to the beat of the melody - all this is divine. He sees nothing else but you, as if a spotlight follows you wherever you are. He wants to join so badly, just to lose himself in this dance with you. Desire swallows up his pride.

So he finishes his cocktail in one gulp and heads straight towards you, making his way through the noisy crowd, he finds you and immediately wraps his arms around your waist, taking control of the dance. It would seem impossible for him to do something like this, it’s not at all in his repertoire, but here he is, leading the dance, gently twirling you around the dance floor while the crowd gasps with delight.

He feels dizzy. Feeling seems to be getting the better of him. Aventurine's eyes find yours and he leans slightly to whisper a few words in your ear in a sweet voice.

"Now I just can't fight this feeling. We should be lovers, we should be. You feel it too, right, my precious?"

Perhaps the drink gave him such courage, or maybe he was fascinated by you at first sight, or he just can’t resist you.

"Do you know I never want to leave your side? Just a touch could never be enough..."

He closes his eyes with pleasure in order to fully drown in the sweet bliss of dancing with you.