Ishq Ya Nafrat

02. Late Night

The first time I saw you, my heart whispered " That's The One "

Aaj toh maze hi maze. Alright, let's find the best club in this area. I'll ask Google Aunty about it. After pulling out his phone, Rohan began researching for ten to fifteen minutes. About twenty-five kilometers from the hotel, he found the ideal club.

After donning his helmet, he got the bike going. He could feel the cool breeze caressing his skin as he accelerated in the glorious weather. Since it was late at night, the streets were only partially occupied and the city was illuminated by lights. Thirty minutes later, he arrived at the "Nightclub"

After parking his bike, he went directly to the main gate and noticed that there were male bodyguards stationed there. Damn, they look scary. Just kidding-not scarier than the devil I have grown up with. Rolling his eyes, Rohan was muttering to himself.

He went straight to the bar as soon as he entered the club, ordered a glass of alcohol, and began to scroll through his phone. Suddenly, a girl approached him while being too touchy.

Hey handsome! Are you alone? Sitting in front of him with her legs crossed, she asked.

Probably yes, and why are you asking, Miss? With his eyes fixed squarely on hers, Rohan asked her.

Leaning over him, she whispered in his ear. A handsome man like you deserves to have fun, you know.

And what made you think that I'm not having fun? As he questioned her back, she sat on his lap and whispered. Oh, come on, don't play hard to get.

I'm not playing; I'm hard to get. Know your place, and get the hell away from me. He pushed her aside, moved over to the couch area, and took a seat.

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Rohan

I was enjoying my drink when I heard. "Arey Pagal aurat sambhal apne aapko aur yaha chup chap baith jab tak mai wapas nai ajati." Out of curiosity, I shifted my gaze towards the owner of the sound.
( You mad woman, get a hold of yourself and don't move from your place until I come back.)

I saw one of the girls scolding the other girl, but her face was not visible, so I moved a bit just to see her clearly. I experienced an odd feeling in my heart as soon as I laid eyes on her stunning face. I couldn't stop myself from admiring her. Her beautiful brown hair, amber eyes, delicate pink lips, and fair, luminous complexion. I must have stared at her for fifteen minutes or more. She was staring at the dance floor, half-drunk.

She moved from her chair to the dance floor, where she began to groove to the DJ's music. She was swinging her hips from side to side, unsettling me, and I was watching her every moves. I had never felt anything like this before. I've been with lot of girls, but none of them have ever left me feeling this way. Fuck, I want her so bad.

While she was dancing, I saw a guy approaching her, dancing with her, and touching her appropriately. She pushed him away, and he tried to force himself on her, which made my blood boil. I got up from my seat and made my way towards them.

I took him by the collar and gave him a hard punch in the face. He was in pain, and his nose was bleeding. He stood up to fight against me, not realizing that it would be the worst decision of his life. My knuckles turned white as I made a fist and gave him a couple more punches that left him half dead. If the guards hadn't been quick enough to save him, I would have killed him.