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So, tonight we are having a party and my mother apparently forgot to inform me. When I asked her why she didn't tell me before, she said it slipped her mind. I kind of believe her too because she has a lot in her plate with Adi bhai's wedding.
"Is it like a pre-engagement party or something?" I ask my mother, as I sip the coffee in my hand.
She shakes her head, without looking in my direction. "More like a business party." She mummers. The fact that I can't distinguish if she is joking or serious is disturbing, but well I don't ask.
Either way an engagement party is gonna be similar to a business party.
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The fun fact, my mother forgot to inform me about the party, but she didn't forget to inform the designer to prepare a dress for me. I thought she wouldn't even have my measurements, or the dress would be too tight or too loose. But the dress fit me like a glove. Like it was just made for me.
The dress is a nice pink net gown with a slit from the upper thigh. It's black less which makes me look ten times hotter.
I should really thank my mom for the designer. I mean I thought I had to wear only traditional clothes in India. But mom said I can wear a gown for this party.
After some introductions with my father's connections and mother's friends while they were too shocked to even accept, I am their daughter, I slip away from my parent's sight trying to find Kanishk or anyone else, but unfortunately, I don't find anyone.
I walk to the bar and make myself comfortable after ordering a drink. While I swipe through my phone, the waiter places the drink in front of me.
I look up from the phone and smile at him, "Thank you." He looks shocked, but nods with an awkward smile and goes about serving drinks to others.
People either don't recognize me or choose to ignore me. Either way, I'm thankful for lack of social interaction as my head is buzzing due to lack of sleep.
I sip my drink slowly as I feel different sets of eyes on me, but I don't look up, swiping through my Instagram.
"Why do you drink so much." I hear someone saying and I roll my eyes when I recognize the voice. His voice just sends chills down my spine. The roughness, dominance and heaviness in his voice makes my panties wet.
"Why do you act like my dad?" I say sarcastically without looking up. Trying to act all bold and confindent when in reality I am one step away to be seduced by him.
"Little girls like you need to be told. Stop rolling your eyes or I'll give you a reason to." Aarvik says and I look up seeing his hot emotionless face. The way he has capacity to say all these things without even looking slightly shameful adds more to his hotness.
"All bark no bites?" I taunt suddenly getting more interested in talking to him and making this conversation a little more awkward if I must say.
"You want me to bite you malyshka? I'll gladly sign up for it." I snap my head to side as I hear Kavish's voice, and I sigh.
