Adj~ mysterious and entrancing
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His breath got stuck in his throat as he held the pen above the paper, his eyes searching the room in hopes of having at least a glance of her face.
"Answer the maulvi" his father spoke.
"Son" his mot...
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Beads clashed against each other as the woman sensually pulled the drape over her shoulder, letting the green net flow freely down till the curve of her elbow.
Black sequins caught light as she lifted her hand up to give her makeup final touches, blending the shades of her lipstick together her forest eyes smiled back at her heavenly reflection wrapped in a black saree that her husband gifted her a long while back.
Long waves danced on her back as she ran a hand through them. Smiling softly at herself she stepped out of her room adjusted the drape once more.
Zoya Alam Khan was a sight for sore eyes this evening as she dolled up for her best friend's baraat. The whole family was infact dressed in their best garments for this night, everyone was over the moon for the girl who was finally taking a new step towards her married life.
Buttoning up his shirt the man's long fingers curled around the cologne bottle, spraying it on he adjusted his cufflinks and collar once again before running a hand through his thick locks.
Stormy grey eyes stared back at his reflection as he pulled his blazer on and straightened his dress shirt. Clasping his watch around his wrist Zahan Alam Khan leisurely walked out of his room.
The two bodies on each side of the corridor, looked like royals walking out of your favourite fairytale, their eyes clashed as they finally turned around from closing their doors securely behind their backs.
Their eyes were locked as they slowly took steps towards each other or more likely the steps they had to descend, soft smiles on their faces and raging hearts in their chests.
Moss like eyes gazed at the man in the opposite end and found themselves stuck on his tall and muscular form. They slowly trailed down from his luscious hair down to his stormy eyes, the hazel in them melted like caramel against his iris and she felt her breath hitch as they travelled further down to his strong physique.
The man held his hand out for his woman and she gently placed her hand in his, his eyes never leaving her beautiful face, his fingers slowly caressed her cheek whilst pushing the stray strand of her hair out of his view.
The female lowered her eyes feeling warmth embrace her, freeing him from the trance of her forest eyes. Grey eyes travelled down to her attire and they dilated in pleasure seeing her finally adorn the saree he had picked out for her.
"How do I look?" She asked taking a step back to do a quick twirl for him. His heart skipped a beat as he gulped witnessing her beauty, his hands itched to have her against the wall at his mercy, but now was not the time.
