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Chapter 18. Love is fire

When you blush at their gaze, feel butterflies in your stomach just by their one touch, your heart starts beating at an abnormal pace, you know it then and there.

You can never let the unknown love in your heart die for them.

~♥~

" I really need to go shopping " I mumbled to myself as I rubmagged through my closet trying to find some sort of party wear.

I needed to wear it for today's party. Yesterday, I hadn't even thought of all this because of work and all the arrangements I was looking for, it totally skipped out of my mind and it was already afternoon, I was freaking out now.

" What do I do now? " I groaned, banging my forehead.

Not having anything to wear is a real struggle for girls.

I picked up a piece of cloth only to keep it back inside with a huff. Why do we girls have to be so fucking choosy! I mean, boys don't really have to do anything.

Just wear the tuxedo, even if it matches with someone then too, no problem at all. No makeup, no hair setting. And here, we women, try our level best to stay unique.

I was still thinking of what to do when a knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. Taking long strides towards the door, I opened it.

There was a man standing, dressed in black uniform, maybe he was a bodyguard. With a box in his hands.

" Bon aprés-midi" he bowed his head down and I nodded. He greeted me in French, it means good afternoon.

" Mr Johnson has sent this for you " he said.

Oh OK.... I took the box from him and he left from there, not forgetting to bow once again.

" What can be inside? " I thought.

A smile formed on my lips as I kept the box on the bed. It looked really elegant, it was peach in colour from outside, a little white heart drawn at the top right side and a silver line outlining the detail of it.

It was wrapped up beautifully with a white transparent ribbon and a card was stuck in the bow of the ribbon. I took that out and it read

'For you belle ♥'

I blushed, this Ashton! Even though he is not present here he still manages to make me blush. Belle means beautiful in french.

I opened the box and saw a beautiful, soft material inside. I took it out delicately.

The soft net fabric came in contact of my hands as I brushed it softly with my palms. Woah! It was a dress. He literally solved my whole problem.

I walked in front of the mirror, holding the dress in front of my body, I looked at the reflection of mine. It indeed looked sumptuous.

I looked down at the length and then back at the mirror, a faint tint of blush appeared on my cheeks and earlobe.

I walked back and kept the dress on the bed, there was a piece of paper inside the box, just beneath the dress which was kept.

I want you to wear it for today's evening Alaia. Hope you liked it.

Your Ashton ♡

I blushed even harder, gosh! Seems like I will turn into a tomato today.

I took deep breaths, OK.....OK Alaia.... control and compose.

Clutching the dress in my hands, I took few deep breaths, yet a small smile didn't leave my face. I will definetly wear this tonight.