2.Who is She?

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Grant

I watch the damsel make her way through the crowd holding her glass of champagne and drinking in one sip by sip. Her beautiful grey eyes are stern and her jaw is tensed, she is definitely tensed about something. What would be it? 

As if to answer my thoughts, the harp player ceases and the host of the evening walks back into the stage. "Now I would like to invite one of the exceptionally talented players of the evening. She joined us only 3 months back, yet, here she is , one of the most talented members of the group. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you, Miss Allegro Cassidy." What a beautiful name. I take a sip of my drink, waiting for the next player to come up. I look around the room just to get catch a look of the damsel my eyes had earlier rested on. Yet, I can't see her anywhere. Sighing, I look back to the stage. The moment I do, my breathe hitches at the familiar blue-grey eyes. Allegro Cassidy, what a pleasure to see you.  

No wonder she was the most beautiful girl in the entire hall and there she was on the stage about to play one of the most beautiful instruments. Her gaze shifts uncomfortably across the room just to be followed by a bow and her gradual walk to the piano bench. She places her gentle hands on the shining porcelain keys and takes a deep breath. And then, her fingers finally start playing the tune, one key at a time. Within seconds and a blink of an eye, her nervousness is gone and she is hitting the perfect keys, a gentle smile plastered on her beautifully carved face. She closes her eyes as her fingers play automatically and she gently lifts her head to throw it back a little, indulging herself solely into the piece. I don't realize the piece which she plays, but I just watch her play every part of it without any difficulty.  And then her eyes open once again and before me even realizing it, she is bringing her piece to an end. 

My breath hitches once again at the immense beauty of the piece she just played and also at the amount of thoughts she gave into it. Her fingers lift up from the keys, leaving them empty and she turns to the room which stays silent for a few seconds before bursting into a round of applause. 

"Beautiful." I startle at the voice of my dad. I was so into the music that I had entirely forgotten his presence. 

"Yeah, I know." I say and take yet another drink from my glass as Allegro exits the stage. My eyes immediately rest on her and yet again am mesmerized by her beauty. How can someone be so gorgeous? My eyes travel down her, her elegant curves and back up to blonde hair falling over her shoulder. And then suddenly her eyes meet mine and I could already feel too caught to even look away. She puts on a lazy smirk before she calls out for someone. Immediately, I see a girl of about her age stand next to her. She tells her something and the girl looks at me smiling and tells her something back. 

Before I know, the beautiful damsel is on her way towards me, the devilish yet lazy smirk plastered on her face. My heart tenses up a bit. She reaches us before her eyes meet mine once again, her steady gaze travelling up and down my body before she looks at my dad, leaving me feeling exposed. 

"Hello Mr.Gustin. Its such a pleasure to meet you.Am one of the -" She says extending her hand before being cut off my dad.

"Ah, I recognize you. Such a beautiful piece you played up there." He says shaking her hand. 

"A pleasure of mine. All my gratitude to Beethoven then." She says. Oh yes, Beethoven's Claro de Luna. How could I have forgotten that?

"We are much thankful to have your support for our fund."She says before her eyes travel back to me once again. What a professional.

"And he is your son?"She asks, her beautiful grey eyes find my green ones once again. 

"Nice to meet you-"she says reaching out her hand.

"Grant, please." I say before my hand touches hers and electricity runs through me. 

"Hmm. Grant."She says and runs her tongue along her bottom lip. She has to be doing this on purpose. I listen to the delicious sound of my name on her tongue ; her voice alone  creating a divine sound in my body. I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks. 

"Allegro." she says, and I capture the beautiful musical effect of her name on my skin.

"I'll leave you two alone, okay? Have a great evening. I am gonna head to Mr. Willis." My dad gets up and hugs her,before walking away to leave me with this beautiful angel. I can't even tear my eyes away from her, let alone talk to her. She flashes me an innocent smile, battling her eyelashes. Oh,sweet lord


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