Secret..!!

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The paparazzi are taking more photos every second. Sara threw her straight black hair over her shoulders as she walked through the crowd of reporters and cameras past the venue.
Giving them a fake smile, sara waved her hand, before walking out from her car, she was guarded by two bodyguards in front and behind her to keep her safe.

She wore a smile on his face as his thoughts returned to the red carpet she attended. Every America knows who she is. They know her because of his parents as well as his older brothers Anil and Madhuri Mehta, both are one millionaire, famous successful businessman.

At the age of twenty-three she had completed his fashion studies at one of the top universities in New York, she was eager to establish his own fashion brand.

She was a privileged child, she knew that. She took advantage of it. From an early age, she was thrown into a world revolving around money and fame around her, hence his parents made her always do his best. She has the best education, the best fashion choices, the best image and the best food. All the best to her, No need to voice that.

Every decision she made had to be approved by his parents. Sad isn't it? And if his parents disapprove of her, she will secretly violate, because she has a rebellious attitude. She behaves well in front of his parents.. Of course that's what a child does in front of their parents, and if they get out of the house and not under the supervision of their parents she will do what she wants. Freedom.. That's what most  young adult.

Both Anil and Madhuri come from very religious and devout families, making sara a devout person by choice. Sara Mehta hates the faith that is forced on her and sees many of her friends who are not religious or better known as atheists, do not believe in God.

"Your coat, Miss sara" A voice broke her mind from the various thoughts she was thinking. Turning his head slightly, she took off his coat.

Not bothering to acknowledge the worker who had spoken to her a second before or say thank you, Sara walked into the large venue, the venue for the charity party held by her parents, of course many guests came and that was also the elite.

"You're finally here!" exclaims pari, she is sara's best friend and they have grown up together, pari brings a glass of champagne for both of them. Sara smiled brightly at her friend who looked annoyed, before taking the glass from her hand.

"I thought you wouldn't come to this event, because you hate events like this so much don't you?
You know what I'm thinking" pari complains, and sara grunts in annoyance.

"I see, I really hate this show." sara replies, taking a sip of her drink, hoping her parents don't see how unlike the woman they want her to behave. "I have booked two tickets for us, and the journey is in two days."
The word pari, refers to the preparation of the project for the fashion exhibition they will participate in.

This summer, the two of them will spend the most amazing six months of Paris preparing for their very first fashion show, away from both their parents and their overprotective brother. Freedom is waiting for you. she smiled at the thought. "What about the project?" sara asks pari. The project in question is a fashion exhibition which is usually held every six months and it is a prestigious event, sara and pari qualify to take part in the exhibition. Sara's dream to open her fashion brand is only an inch away.

"Project can wait sara. So tonight, let's change the rules a bit and let's get drunk. That would be fun won't it" For a moment, Sara thought about her best friend's words. There were many people in the place who also came from the upper class who were busy showing off their clothes, accessories, bags, shoes, expensive and branded watches. Surely, they had more important things to do than watch two young girls get drunk.
Knowing that it would be against his parents' wishes, she shifted his body to give his friend a better look, but dhe also felt challenged and his adrenaline surged.

Grinning, she held out an empty glass to his best friend, "Let's do it"
She knew that it was a mistake.
She just didn't know how much of a mistake she had made and what impact it would have on his life.