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"Okay, but we will discuss it tomorrow. Don't you dare trouble this old man, I don't want to die before seeing the faces of my grandchildren!"
I knew this would not stop him for long but, as for now the birthday bash had already diverted his attention and we drove off in my black Bugatti towards the Avenue.
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"Hello, Michael."
My dad greeted his childhood friend with a hug, which seemed a greeting of two teenage boys as both men, clenched their fists and gently punched each other's hand, as their knuckles touched.
"Hey old man, why it took you so long just to arrive a few miles?"
Mr Michael addressed my dad as if he was getting any younger with each passing day, although he got married late, which he believed was a sensible step to marry someone who makes your heart flutter even if the person arrives in the life a few years late.
"I'm always on clock and you know it, this brat was slacking behind."
My dad pointed out towards me, complaining about my laziness in front of his only friend, while my eyes were wandering around in search of a 'prey' as I analysed the pleasant atmosphere.
"Long time no see, Ambrose. It's just me, or you have gotten taller?"
Mr Michael shifted his eyes towards me and with an affectionate smile as flung his arm out and we shook hands. The old man was still energetic despite his age and full of life, no wonder why my dad was still friends with him.
Mr Michael raked through my hair as if I were a little kid, and pretty easy to tease.
"Aye! Uncle please, I spent almost twenty minutes on my hair, how would I impress ladies with this mess now!"
I complained to him with a fake angry tone as slipped fingers through my hair, when he knew it wouldn't affect my charms in any way.
"Yeah, just busy with business and all 'that' stuff."
I simply replied to him by winking at the word for him to get the hint, uncle Michael always had a hunch that maybe I was involved in drinking, I never bothered to add a new thing to his intuition rather preferred to go with the flow. Mr Michael laughed wholeheartedly while directed his eyes back to my dad, not pushing me further.
"Ah! Lorenzo, do you remember the topper from our college badge, Peterson? He is here to attend the birthday bash, come with me."
Mr Michael informed my father about a person in such a manner, that the man they both were talking about seemed to be some influential personality, with whom everyone wanted to meet.
Mr Michael, our dear host flung his arm over my father's shoulder and both men went off towards their own gang's reunion, leaving me. Well, they had their own ways of enjoying a party, as I had mine. After being totally ignored by them, wearing a devilish smirk on my lips, my naughty eyes began to scan the decorated hall filled with guests, I could see some shades of white, gold and other light colors worn by gorgeous and curvy ladies, which were particularly associated with night time parties and family dinners.
My stare was wandering around, landing on every single lady in the gigantic hall, as I began to analyse each, in the search of my 'perfect and delicious prey', when my orbs slid across the lady in black bodycon dress, perfectly beautiful and seductively tempting. I was eyeing at her, ripping the lady off the skin fit dress when she caught me twice but I didn't hide the fact that I seemed interested in her.
Moreover, she was already hinting me to continue, permitting me to hit on her, as she responded to my intently stitched stare. With a smile, I walked towards the bartender, acting high and mighty and sat there after ordering a tequila shot. The place I chose to sit, was in the corner, my view was perfect from there as I could see everyone in the hall.
The bartender arrived with my order soon after I succeeded halfway through my initiative
"Here is your drink, sir, enjoy."
I sipped on my drink while my eyes were still glued on her, intently, you know how good a passionate eye contact is to get the whole thing started.
I smiled at her, to which she responded back elegantly while toying with her hair, the curled hair lock which was kissing her cheek, the lady wrapped it around her pinky finger, as she winked at me.
I ordered another shot, this time a different booze was on the slab, in front of me as the temptation of beauty was penetrating into my body. At that moment I began to ponder upon her keenly, the low V-shaped neckline was luring me breathtakingly, her bodycon dress was extremely fit dress which was showing off her curvy figure, her face was caked in heavy makeup, the dark shades with maroon colours, which gave her an additional sultry appearance. Well, I didn't care about her beautiful facial features when her body was so sexy.
I gulped my shot in a single go and began to continue my eye contact by stitching my stare with her eyes again, she was fully responding to me and I was enjoying that flirting from the distance, when my gaze slid across the woman behind her and something unusual happened!
She was breathtakingly gorgeous, heavenly beautiful and classy with those carefree vibes around her, the first thing that left my mouth was 'whoa!', she was standing there across the table, the lady was chewing and feasting on fried rice and gravy, which seemed actually odd to me that girls of her age were conscious about their weight and impression, while the lady was carelessly immersed into eating without bothering the surroundings. She was talking to her friend, who stood beside her with a strawberry cupcake in her hand and was laughing wholeheartedly.
I felt like spring breeze had brushed my cheeks gently, her smile was so perfect in those slightly pink tinted lips, I wished that she might have smiled at me. The lady was wearing a one shoulder blue dress, which neither was so nude nor so covered.
She had chocolate hair with golden striking which suited her looks, she had black diamond eyes, and when she smiled a slight scar became visible near her left eye when she squinted, her beautiful facial cuts didn't need makeup magic at all, she appeared some goddess to me, who blew my mind in just a few seconds when she wasn't even looking at me.
Something hit me hard, maybe 'A CUPIDS ARROW', but the sensation that crept into my body immediately was poisoning my senses and that wasn't something that could be described as 'love at first sight', or maybe it was. I felt as if something bit me hard, pouring the venom in my blood because what was burning within my impatient body was something destructive, drugging my sane mind as I felt a magnetic attraction towards the lady, perhaps I was bitten by the deadly snake of love!
I wanted to have her, My heart began to flutter at her very smile, I wanted to taste her badly not just between thighs rather I wanted to touch her soul, fix her broken pieces if she had any, my body ached to touch her. The Casanova in me began to come out by now, as my eyes were darted onto her silhouette, perhaps I was smitten by her and it wasn't just a hunger for her body, or the desire to satiate my lust.