Author pov
Charming 19 young boy made his way upstairs with one hand running through hair to settle them back properly. He used his other hand to take non-alcoholic beverages that waiter was serving and smiled at him
He smelled drink to check if it's free of any alcohol and took sip. His father always tells them to check your drink before sipping in political parties because people live for drama
He rested his arms over railing and looked down at crowd of people in living room of their house. He spotted his mother who was speaking to one woman whom he failed to recognised. He watched closely and that woman seems to speak about something which his mother isn't comfortable about. He can see it on her face
He pushed himself away from railing to make his way downstairs and before he could even take step he watched his father pulling his mother by her waist and said something to woman which made colour from her face drained. This woman won't dare to even get close his mother now and this made him smirk. His father is whipped for her. He can destroy everything he has build for her this much effect she has on him. They know all of them know. Maybe this woman was new here
Arm wrapped around his bicep which made him look at girl who got closer him. She was dressed in matching clothes with him. They have same hair colour which can be seen by roots of her hair as she has dyed them ash-brown
"Has baba seen what you are wearing?" He asked. She snickered looking down at view. She was dressed oddly revealing for event like this. This events even have rich criminals of county. Their father's rival and many more worst people
"Lol amna khala asked same" She replied with smile
"Zain chachu aur maham khala phirse lar rahe hain yaar inko sukoon nahi ata MashaAllah dou dou bache hain phir bhi larte hain" She looks down at couple in corner whisper yelling to each other
"Maybe it turns them on" He shrugs with smirk. She chuckled nodding her head
"You Zara and Zorawer both have no shame at all" They both turned their head at voice of elder man. Their favourite person after their parents obviously stood in black tuxedo and styled hair
"Shame ka kya krna hai dadu? Achar dale we don't even like achar" Zara smirked pushing her hair back and high-fives with her twin brother. They are evil twins of whole family
"Tumhare baap ne tum dono ko apni taraf keench liya hai in having no shame" He commented
"We will take that as compliment" Zorawer said with hands in his pocket and lazy smirk playing on his lips
Zorawer looked behind his grandfather and his eyes fell on his little 14 year old cousin being cornered by some elder man this made his jawline clenched. He excused himself and made his way towards end of corridor. His boots clicking made man lift his head and his disgusting smirk disappearing lowly
He got glimpses of his cousin's teary innocent hazel eyes and it irked him.
"Alizey idhar ayo" His deep voice held dominance made alizey instantly made her way towards him and hide behind him
He didn't waste time grabbing man by collar and pulling him to face him before throwing punch in his face. Man fell down on floor with groans as his nose started to bleed. Alizey gasp when zorawer got on top of him and start punching man. She run away immediately to get someone who can stop him. She looked for zara but she was nowhere to be found
