CH-4| A STRANGE FEELING~

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OUTSIDE THE CLUB~

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OUTSIDE THE CLUB~

ISABELLA'S POV~
{This chapter have mix pov of characters with author.}

I came out of my car and it started raining as soon as I locked it. I had forgotten my umbrella, a stroke of bad luck. I sighed.

Okay I have my pretty hands. I covered my head, a little try to save myself from catching cold!! I rushed towards the club, grumbling to myself, "What the freaking hell, "Of all the times for it to start raining, it had to be now. I'm pretty sure I'll catch cold arrghhh !"

As she dashed towards the club while mumbling to herself and suddenly she bumped into something hard.

"Ouch"what the hell is this...who places a big wall in the midway. I was still processing when I stumbled and fell on the bonnte of my car and something hard upon me. 'Wait...am I under the wall ?!...fuck nooo'.

The moment they fall on each other, she squeezed her eyes because of sudden action. She felt someone's hands under her head and another one on her waist. Her breaths came in short gasps, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

It's not a wall!!

God I can feel myself breathing!!

I'm not in my motherland right!!

Sensing the situation she slowly opened her green almond eyes.

The moment I opened my eyes.......my breath hitched, and suddenly everything stopped...like the earth stopped revolving. I don't know what's happening. Because it was not the wall. It was a man above me and he is...
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...breathtakingly ETERNAL. His brown eyes, his moles underneath his eyes-on his noes,and his....blonde hair through which water droplets were making their way straight to my face, everything was breathtaking. Our eyes are locked. And I freaking don't know WHY THE FUCK MY BODY IS NOT RESPONDING. It was as if I'm paralyzed . I can only hear raindrops and our heartbeats and mine was beating so fast that I am afraid that it might come out tearing my skin off and start dancing here, on the street.

Drops of water started drenching us as I slightly gasped when he pressed himself on me and grasped my waist little tighter.

" Beautiful..." he murmured,. His voice....it's deeper than the ocean. A single droplet of rain traced a path down his jaw, coming to rest on his lips. I was feeling so hot there even drenching in the rain with a man above me.

"...just like this rain". he whispered again and the moment he completed his sentence the droplet on his lips fell onto mine. And I don't know what the freaking hell happened to me that I instinctively I licked my lips. He's eyes travelled through my eyes to my lips, leaving a trail of anticipation in its wake.

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