Whispers Of The Shadows-The UNKNOWN

The Unwanted Party and The Prince

Someone's POV:
I told you I need every work of mine to be perfect, can't you people understand a simple word?

*Said the Young Lady in her mid twenties sitting at her office cabin which is decorated with artistic pictures different drawings and a brown couch in front of her huge brown desk with golden lining on the edges to her employee.*

Mam, I am extremely sorry. I will make sure it doesn't happen further.

You better keep that in mind. I wouldn't tolerate the same mistake again.

Ok mam. Now if you give permission I will go and finish those pending designs for our upcoming projects.

Go ahead.

*After sometime a sudden knock caught her attention. In a low voice she asked the person to come in.*

Mam you have to attend the party today.

Is it mandatory? You know I don't like parties those crowds unnecessary photos and questions.

Mam I know but you are one of the Special Guest there and Chairman Sir ordered you to be there.

Dad is just argh. Fine I will come there. You go and do your work.

Ok mam.

*Door closed*

I want the car to be ready now.I am coming downstairs.

The elegant young lady in her white pants with brown top and high heel which is complementing her look stepped out of her office and all the employees working there stood up greeting their boss. Confidently with a straight face she walked outside leaving those employees behind. Soon she reached her home as she needs to get ready for the party.

##After some time

She wore a stunning, deep emerald-green, floor-length gown that elegantly hugs her slender frame and flares out slightly at the hem. The dress features a high neckline with subtle, intricate beading that catches the light, drawing attention to her graceful posture. The gown has a thigh-high slit on one side, adding a touch of allure while still maintaining a sophisticated air. She accessories with delicate silver jewelry small stud earrings and a matching bracelet complementing her warm, glowing complexion. Her long, flowing black hair with raddish brown highlights is styled in loose, voluminous waves that cascade down her back. Her silver eyes shining brightly in the lights as she made herself ready.

Soon she enters the party, her presence immediately captivates the room. She moves with a poised, graceful confidence, the soft swish of her gown creating a subtle, elegant motion as she walks. Heads turn to admire her as she engages in conversation, her expressive silver eyes sparkling with curiosity and warmth. Her confident demeanor and the sophisticated elegance of her outfit make a strong impression.

Zahra come here my darling let me introduce you to some of my friends and partners.

*Said her father. The man is already in his later fifties.*

Attention everyone, meet my daughter "Zahra Zain" my only little princess.

Hi everyone. I am Zahra Architect Zahra Zain the CEO of the company "ZAIN INTERNATIONAL DESIGN & LTD."

Yes she is Zahra Zain an architect with a commanding presence and a grace that commands attention. Standing there 5 feet 7 inches tall, she possesses a slender yet strong build, reflecting both elegance and strength. Her face is symmetrical, with soft yet striking features, and her large, expressive silver eyes convey a depth of emotion. Zahra's long, flowing black hair highlighted with dark reddish-brown, is always styled to complement her professional attire. Her complexion is warm and glowing, adding to her natural radiance. In nature she is bubbly but not for everyone.

Oh my god dear, you grew up a lot. I wish you all success.

*Said one of her father's friends*

Dear, I want you to meet with my son. He is also an architect has his own company as well.

Oh sure. Where is he?

Suddenly a man appeared 6 feet tall with a lean, somewhat athletic build. His handsome face carries a slightly rugged, weary look. Deep-set, intense green eyes reveal a mix of haunted intensity and deep contemplation. His dark, casually styled hair adds to his approachable yet enigmatic aura. His body is slightly tanned complexion carries a hint of roughness, underscoring his rugged charm. His body is being hugged with a deep blue blazer and white shirt underneath. Looking absolutely stunning as if he owns the colour.

I am here young lady. Victor Voss, the owner of the company "VOSS BUILDING'S & LTD.".

Oh, hi Mr. Victor. Its Nice meeting you. I am Zahra Zain.

Hi Zahra-

I would prefer you calling me by my surname please.

Chill out Ms. Zain I am just trying to be friendly. Well how is the work going?

It's fine. How about you?

Its fine. I must say you are really beautiful and elegant.

Thanks for the compliment.

Darling we need to go I need you to attend other guests as well.

*Said Mr. Zain.*

Ok coming Dad.

My lady you are really something. Let me see
your attitude some more.

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As the party continued in full swing, Zahra and Victor stood apart, the lively chatter around them contrasting sharply with their intense conversation. Zahra, her arms crossed and a smirk on her lips, challenged Victor with a sassy remark about his recent decisions.

Victor's gaze lingered on her, a mixture of admiration and frustration evident in his eyes.

You know, Zahra, your sharp wit is one of the things I find most intriguing about you,

*He said, his tone softening as he reached out to gently touch her arm.*

"But sometimes, I wonder if you really understand how much I value you."

Zahra pulled back slightly, a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Is that supposed to be a compliment or a challenge, Victor?

*He chucked, a genuine smile was on his lips.*

Maybe both. You keep me on my toes, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

As the evening wore on and guests began to drift away, Victor's interest in Zahra was unmistakable. His lingering gaze and the way he positioned himself close to her spoke volumes. Despite the playful banter, there was a deeper, more serious tone in his voice that Zahra couldn't ignore.

*As she made her way toward the exit, Victor caught up to her.*

Don't think you've heard the last of this conversation,

*He said, his voice is low and earnest.
There's more I want to discuss about us.*

*Zahra paused, her curiosity piqued.*

Us?

*Her voice echoed, raising an eyebrow.*

Victor's eyes met hers with a look that was both intense and vulnerable.

Yes. There's a lot more to talk about. Let's continue this soon.

As Zahra left the party, she couldn't shake the feeling that Victor's interest was more than just superficial. His words and the way he watched her lingered in her mind, hinting at a depth to their connection that she wasn't quite ready to explore.
Zahra stepped out into the cool night air, the city lights casting long shadows, her thoughts and a swirl of Victor's promises and her own feelings of uncertainties.

What will happen next? Any guesses. Dont forget to like if you like the story. See ya.