Originally posted by: -shopaholic-
"He was magnetic, captivating people without even touching them, as if he owned them. Every step he took dispersing the audience a few steps away from him. They wanted to be near him, yet they know he was unattainable. Because his body-language screamed power. With his head held high, he walked in, his impeccably gelled hair and immaculately styled beard in place, his three piece all-black suit fitting him perfectly. In the chaos, I noticed a woman on his side, and the way she stuck to him, that could only be his cousin, Narmeen Durrani. However, she simply melted into the crowd, as Sultan took the centre-stage. Who was I kidding, he would make wherever he stood as the centre-stage.
His eyes were dark and deep, yet they displayed great amounts of dominance. He adorned a small smile on his face, looking down upon the people who were screaming his name now. To a normal person that smile would have felt genuine. But I knew what he was doing— it was the smirk of a man who was showing everyone else he was the actual one in control, that they were his pawns. He exhibited a great amount of restrain, yet there was a part in his eyes which showed there was more to this enigma, a side that maybe could not be tamed. And despite me knowing all of this, understanding exactly who he is…I could feel his spell attempting to engulf me."
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Kamal karte ho yaar ⭐️
I loved reading this bit. This is everything! ❤️
Hehe that is Sultan isn't it 😈😈
So glad u loved it 🤗
Jagriti
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