Chapter 2: Encounter

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Wahi and d trio were welcomed into d house by Amar, d trustworthy labor in his mid 40's. The mansion was huge. In d drawing house, there was a double opposite stair case connected to d first floor in d centre. The yellow walls were oil painted. The purple curtains were draped at d window panels. French cultural portraits were hung in d renaissance order. A multiple set of vases placed in seldom corners. D floors of d house were well polished. At d centre, a set of black leather sofas sedated directing d way towards a mini theatre LCD. Down d stairs on left, a row of fewer books were arranged in a shelf. A red chaise was sprawled in front of d fire mantle beside d right stairs.

"Where are others in d home?" Vrush ogled. "Alisha had gone with her friends. Mom n dad had gone for a date. Probably they'll be here soon" He answered. "By d way, why don't 3 0f you rest for a while" He suggested. "Thank Goodness, Wahi. I do need some hot shower" Rey sighed. He smiled. At d same time, his cell buzzed. He looked at d trio, particularly avoiding Vrush. "GF ka call hai, then u shouldn't make her wait" Shaan smirked. He blushed awkwardly. "Amar..." He called out. "Don't worry hero, we will go into our rooms safely. U carry on" Rey teased mockingly. "I'll see u soon, guys" He trotted little away from them. Then, he attended d call.

"Hey, kaha ho?"

"I'm on d way with Taani, Wahi. But pehle hum ARYAN ko pick karke aate hai"

"Oops! no Sneha. I promised him to pick today. I'll go n get ARYAN. U both straightly head to d house"

"Well, k then. Are ur friends home?"

"Yeah, try to take good care of them. I'll be back soon. Hopefully, everyone will be home by d time of dinner."

"Sure, baby"

"Huh..... That's cool, sweetheart. Bye, then"

He clicked off. He swaggered outside in a swift move.

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Amar ushered trio into their respective sequential rooms in d attic. Shaan n Vrush went into d balcony embracing d mild snow falling. However, Rey dragged his foot into his room. He laid on his back on d double bed set covered in light green quilt and pillows. A set of LCD, DVD player and a large radio system was inscribed in one corner. A large wall sized photo frame of MONALISA by LEONARDO DA VINCI was hung narrowly to d bed. He smiled since he crushed on d art of Monalisa, which is known only to Wahi: deadly secret. D luminous golden light poured d exotic art of brandished tiles. He leapt up unpacking d luggage. He tossed a pair of trousers and towel on his shoulder and moved to d bathroom.

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"Hi Amar" Sneha greeted him. She wore a green wrap skirt, navy pin-tucked blouse with d same mixed colored jelly sandals. "Hello, Miss. Kapoor. Welcome Mrs. Shergil" He responded automatically. Taani smiled genuinely. "Guests are up in d attic rooms, if in case u wish to meet them" He informed before evading to his work. "Huh... Come on Tannu, let's have some fun" She winked. "Oh no, I'm not going to accompany u in any crazy stuff. They r Wahi's friends, u better behave" She warned. Taani was very well aware of her BFF's antics. Since d day she met her at a fashion week, life had been something precious to dwell upon. She's such a full of fun girl. She was d one to accompany her journey in PARIS, meanwhile beckoning their bond into something much more than friendship. "Huh..." Sneha sniffed. "I'll go get some hot chocolate by Rinny" She left to kitchen. "I'm going up. If u change ur mind, u know where to find me" She shouted.

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The bathroom was well luxurious in a royal way. The white tiles were smoothly cold. The big grey bath tub evacuated in d corner contained fragrance of odonil water. A big mirror was intricate in d wall in which Rey's reflection stood still consuming d exotic healthy beauty of d room. He tapped open d hot steam. It covered d glassy bathroom like a thick mist. After drowning his muscular skin poles to open up, he slid into d tub easing in d hot water. He closed his eyes cooling off d chill encountered in Paris city. His mind was refreshed. After half n hour of deep bathing in all d essential toiletries, he dried d dampened body and put on d khaki pant, placing sanitary towel across his neck.

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