"Tell me what you want, darling." He asked, "Tell me what you need, and I'll give you exactly that?"
"I want you Idhant, I NEED you." I whispered not being able to resist anymore.
"What do you want me to do, darling? Tell me what you want from me?"...
"I can be your sugar when you're fiendin' for that sweet spot
Put me in your mouth, baby, and eat it 'til your teeth rot
I can be your cherry, apple, pecan, or your key lime
Baby, I got everything and so much more than she's got."
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After purchasing the dress and getting a lot of judgmental eyes from the lady we move to different boutique to purchase dresses for mafia ball.
Mafia ball is a tradition that we usually don't attend. It's also because our family is assassin but sometime bhai and dad attends the function because I tend to get aggressive. There's a rule of no weapons inside the mafia ball which honestly, I don't give a fuck about following.
One time a shot a man there when he asked me for dance. I mean he was creepy, it's not my fault. So, from that day bhai avoids taking me to mafia balls. But this time they have to announce the wedding, so I have to handle those creepy bastards, and also, I wanna see the look on everyone's face when they'll see two powerful family together who were the biggest rivals till now.
Am I sadist? I definitely am.
"When is Idhant gonna come?" Rooh's voice pulls me back from my thoughts as she asks looking at me. Oh yes, he is gonna come to how can I forget. There can't be single day where I don't have to see him now.
I just wish everything doesn't start being awkward after all that we did.
You mean you telling him to fuck you?
Shut up consy! I did no such thing.
Oh well, be delusional babe!
"Do you think of me as his bodyguard or what? How would I know?" I answer frustrated of everyone asking me about him. What is it about him that everyone just keeps on mentioning him. Our family was supposed to be rivals not partners.
She hums and we reach the boutique in 10 mins which again is fully empty thanks to my mommy dearest. We again meet a lady maybe in her 20's greeting us and taking us to first floor where all the party wears are scattered.
We enter inside and I see again all the shiny heavy stuff all over the place and I sigh. It's just not my taste to wear something so heavy and blinky. I look around and I see none of the dress that fits my taste. I sigh moving around trying to find just a single dress that'll fit my expectations.
I see mom and Rooh gushing over a sparkly dress, and I just can't help but feel sad. It's just that I can't pull off these barbie dress. From my childhood I have only worn jeans or my brother's clothes. So, now that my family takes me out for parties and gathering, I have to wear more feminine dress which I hate from the bottom of my heart.
