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He made her life miserable like no other. She joined the girls for an eventful evening. Laila officially had gone mad, her new obsession maan started to appear in every conversation. Lizzie apparently made no reluctance in showing her interest in boys at all. In the evening she came with a party invitation to the most happening club. At first Geet didn't want to go, but then the emptiness would eventually start to haunt her. She slipped on a little black dress with black platforms. Her hair was in a sling of ringlets. Her face seems lively enough. The night lights of Paris were magical, it felt like she visualising a silent ballroom dance between the lights.Part 6
The girls there were simply perfection at its greatest. They had a shimmering look that made you envy them. By the looks of it Lizzie had already found a boyfriend in Adam.
The club was thumping with loud music. It was dim and dark. She suddenly felt out of place. It's not the fact she had not been to a club ever, but she did not feel this insecure ever before. Laila dragged her into the middle pairing her up with a stranger. As soon as the beat her louder and louder, she slowly let go. She finally was having fun. The burning in her throat led her towards the bar. She leaned over to waiter to order a coke, when a familiar face caught her attention.
Just across her sat maan with a pretty brunette.
Just across her sat maan with a pretty brunette.
Her hands were dangling along his waist. His smirk grew wider and wider. Geet looked for a long time until her face started to burn.
" Can you believe this man Geet, he comes to a students club. He has no shame!"
Geet grabbed her drink, it instantly vanished in one gulp. A pair of arms wrapped around her waist, causing her to twist instantly.
Pierre had found Geet attractive from the first time he lay his eyes on her. She had a daring attitude about her, which he found intriguing. He pulled her close to remove the proximity between them. They both entwined their bodies on the dance floor. Her and Ryan use to dance like this once. She had never wanted to let go and look at her now. Her emptiness was urging her to let go.
As they quietly swayed along each other, a thumping beat arose within the club. In a panic Geet left the club with her steps making her fall at every hurdle. She abruptly stopped near the fountains where you could only hear the wind and water create a melodious rhythm.
The gust of the wind caused her eyes to flinch. She raised her hands to caress her eyes. Her palm was stopped midway exposing her to a sweet breeze that blowed in her eyes. She opened her eyes to face a oceanic blue eyes searching her.
At once she started to detract her path. However Pierre gripped her arm and gently pecked on her lips. In that moment Geet felt loved. Her insides were gushing with hormonal intimacy. When had she ever felt wanted, she yearned for that partner.
When her eyes opened, she her legs instantly began to wobble. She turned away at once, to be drawn in closer. She gently swayed to his rhythm, feeling his composure relax. They twirled and twirled with the stars shining above.
This was a moment of bliss. Pierre led her to the fountains, where they memorised each others reflection. However what Geet saw next startled her. Behind her there was a figure at distance with a concerned expression. The figure walked away sketching his fierce eyes within her heart. That night was the first night she heard the soothing tune.
" Can you believe this man Geet, he comes to a students club. He has no shame!"
Geet grabbed her drink, it instantly vanished in one gulp. A pair of arms wrapped around her waist, causing her to twist instantly.
Pierre had found Geet attractive from the first time he lay his eyes on her. She had a daring attitude about her, which he found intriguing. He pulled her close to remove the proximity between them. They both entwined their bodies on the dance floor. Her and Ryan use to dance like this once. She had never wanted to let go and look at her now. Her emptiness was urging her to let go.
As they quietly swayed along each other, a thumping beat arose within the club. In a panic Geet left the club with her steps making her fall at every hurdle. She abruptly stopped near the fountains where you could only hear the wind and water create a melodious rhythm.
The gust of the wind caused her eyes to flinch. She raised her hands to caress her eyes. Her palm was stopped midway exposing her to a sweet breeze that blowed in her eyes. She opened her eyes to face a oceanic blue eyes searching her.
At once she started to detract her path. However Pierre gripped her arm and gently pecked on her lips. In that moment Geet felt loved. Her insides were gushing with hormonal intimacy. When had she ever felt wanted, she yearned for that partner.
When her eyes opened, she her legs instantly began to wobble. She turned away at once, to be drawn in closer. She gently swayed to his rhythm, feeling his composure relax. They twirled and twirled with the stars shining above.
This was a moment of bliss. Pierre led her to the fountains, where they memorised each others reflection. However what Geet saw next startled her. Behind her there was a figure at distance with a concerned expression. The figure walked away sketching his fierce eyes within her heart. That night was the first night she heard the soothing tune.
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