chapter 4
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Ahmet pov:
The golden sun rays fell on my face. The clock in my room shows 08. 30. I woke up and went to the washroom. I did my business and had shower. I word my suite and came down for breakfast. I had my breakfast and went to my office.
I like fear in peoples eyes. They bow down their head when they see me. This is the respect I get. I entered my private elevator and went to my cabin.
As usual my best friend was waiting for me.
Dilbar: suprise my friend.
Ahmet: what is it this time. What do you want
Dilbar: there is a dance show you have to come with me.
Ahmet: you joking I am not coming.
Dilbar: I will call your mom wait and watch.
Ahmet: okay okay fine I. Will come a i***t.
Dilbar: be ready by 8.
Soon he left. He is my best friend. I can do anything for this guy. Today I have meetings after meetings. Soon it was 8 pm. Dilbar came and we left together.
We entered a beautiful Hall. This place was decorated like a wedding hall. Everyone was seated on they places.
The hall
A group of people came out. My heart beat a skip. She looked innocent and beautiful. She made my heart beat a skip. Her smile her eyes. She is mine. I need her. She started dancing on a song. The boy behind her hold her waist. It made my blood boil. How dare he touch her she belongs to me. She is mine.
Dilbar: what's wrong with you ahmet. Why are you getting red.
Ahmet: once the program is over call the manager.
The group was dancing on a Indian song. She looked beautiful.
The dance was over. They bowed and went inside. Dilbar went to call the manager
Manager: sir any problem
Ahmet: i want the list of the dance group and make sure they have a pleasant stay.
Manager: yes sure it will be done.
She came out dressed in beautiful outfit. She has her hair down. She will be mine. I need her close.
Ahmet: dilbar send one of my bodyguard to protect her. She is special to me. Make sure nothing happens to her.
Dilbar: okay I'm on it.
Soon love soon you will be with me. The host called her on the stage. She was giving a speech on indian culture. Her breath her smile belongs to me
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