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Third Person's POVIt was 9: 25 pm when Ayaan reached the Night Moon Club. He stopped his car in front of the club door and gave the key to the valet parking. All the girls were drooling over him and it wasn't their fault, he looked like a Greek God.
Ayaan headed inside the club without standing in the queue of people. He owned the club; he didn't have to. He headed towards the VIP section of the club straight away. Girls were trying to flirt with him all around, begging for his attention.
There at the counter, Ayaan spotted Raj and his girlfriend Ishika Khanna. Raj was wearing a red shirt with a blue blazer and black pants while on the other hand Ishika was wearing a red spaghetti-strap dress which came till her thighs with black heels, her hair was curled at the ends and her face was full of makeup with blood-red lipstick. Ayaan went towards them. Raj and Ayaan did a bro hug and with Ishika, Ayaan only said hello when she was advancing towards him for a hug.
Ayaan Singhania's POV
We all were standing at the counter when the bartender came and asked about our drinks. "My usual," I said, looking around in the crowd for the best girl for tonight.
"For me Bud Night and for the lovely lady Blue Moon," Raj ordered his drink and for his girlfriend.
"So, great night," Raj said to me smiling too much for my liking, and on top of that, his girlfriend was looking at me as if I was a piece of meat and she wanted to eat me up. Seriously, what a loyal girlfriend. In this red dress and red lipstick, she was looking like a bloodthirsty vampire out for the blood of the men that falls under her charms. I chuckled just thinking it.
I was startled when she winked at me. What the fuck? I may have been looking towards her when I chuckled thinking about her and she took it the wrong way. Fuck my life, that's the only thing left for today.
I was busy in my thoughts when Raj made a sound of clearing his throat, I looked up to see, he was staring at me as if he had asked a question and I didn't answer. I raised my brow asking him what the hell is his problem.
"Um, I asked, a great night?" Raj asked me again. Is he really an idiot or was he just pretending? Who the fuck asked these types of questions? What are we, teenagers?
I ignored his question and asked him the one for which we have come here. "So, about the deal. Shall we talk about it?" I asked him raising an eyebrow.
At that time, the bartender came and handed us our orders. But while giving me my order she was trying to be a little more seductive. Sorry girl, I would have loved to take you but it's my rule not to fuck with my employees. Not that they are less beautiful or anything but it became awkward after that. And I didn't want even more drama in my life, there was enough already.
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