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Romance
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The party witch
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It's her. His mind told him. Those stunning gorgeous eyes he saw every single day and night. Those breathtaking eyes.
His mind was racing. She looked beyond beautiful. Her brown smooth toned soft skin looked lovely over her. She was dressed as a witch. A black dress hanging upto her thighs which was cut slightly.
She was wearing an off shoulder dress. Her smooth legs seen. Her brown straight hair down which gave her an attractive look. She had a witch high heel and a witch hat on her. Her make up was natural.
She gave a witch look without makeup and those eyes. Those fucking eyes. Those eyes. A person can't describe those eyes with words.
The eyes were unique. Her blush and her plump red kiss able lips. Her eyebrows sharp and fixed. Her eyelashes long. Her eyes had a serious look.
The eyes had a unique dressing. Light green and blue look with grey shades. Her eyes were the first thing he noticed. Those amazing eyes.
She looked unique. Everything. It wasn't then he noticed he had been staring at her for so long till she laughed.
Her laugh so soft and hear worthy. He just met her girl of his dreams. Every single day . Those eyes that left him breathless.
She just came to him. Maybe its faith. They shaked hands. Her hands soft and small. He wanted to stay there like that. He could do it for days.
She introduced herself and as he did as well. Her voice soft and kind. It was the most angelic voice ever. A voice he could never forget. A voice he would all ways know.
They talked. It seemed like forever. Her personality really fit her well. She was amazing. Her personality was off fire. It was so great.
She was kind , smart , funny , caring , amazing and all the positivity a girl can get.
She was truly an inspiration. One and only. She would be perfect with me.
He remembered his last meeting with a girl right here right now. He is gonna fine her love she told. After a year later he found the right one right here. Right now. This girl named Aaliyah.
He wanted to get to know her better so they took a table and set. He noticed the wink the waiter gave. He didnt care. There was this girl who mattered to him right now. This girl had his every attention.
Few girls had eyes on him as they started talking. He did not meet any of it but from the cold stare he knew everything. He was handsome alright. He came from a wealthy rich family who helped the kings and queens.
His father was well known for being the most handsome and rich in the country.
He was gifted with golden brown eyes with dark brown hair. He was fit but he had style. Every girl had tried to make a move but he rejected. Refused. He was listening the witch he met last time. To wait. He is gonna fine the right one.
