《Nuisance of his life》1. First sight
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A house inauguration party is going on at sharma's residency, and in the middle of noise and commotion, Advith's eyes fell on her, she was roaming around busily greeting guests & enjoying party. His eyes followed her everywhere.
He felt his heart just skipped a beat, he questioned his subconscious mind
He let out a long sigh, Swayam and Rajdeep beside him were observing all this, Well Rajdeep just arched his eyebrows as of thinking something and Swayam as usual ready to tease Advith.
"What are you staring at? Atleast be subtle, you don't want people to throw sandals at us right" Swayam blabbered to Advith.
"Shut up" he glared at swayam.
Then again continued his staring at her only to ask his friends "Who is she?"
Before the trio continue their conversation Advith's mother went near them to inform about meeting the sharmas. They went together but advith's eyes again going to search her only to find her laughing with some people, his mother was saying something, while they reached the middle aged couple probably the house owners. He greeted them, his parents and them were family friends
"Shekhar here meet my son Advith" his dad said to Mr. Sharma.
"Hello uncle, nice to meet you"
"You have become a man now, when I last saw you were still a small boy, I am feeling so happy son, I heard you are a CA now that's so good hear".
Advith just smiled, elders started to talk about them and again Advith's focus went on her, he was curious about her, he wanted to know about her.
Rajdeep got a call from his PA, informing about some meeting, he informed the other two and after telling the elders they left but not before Advith again taking a last look for the day of his beauty.
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Both Rajdeep and swayam were surprised to see Advith behaving like this but they didn't commented YET.
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At midnight -
Advith was back at his penthouse where he lives alone.
Today his bed was feeling extra comfy, his mouth let out a sigh, he was tired after a long day. After taking a shower he didn't bother to eat anything and directy went to bed.
As soon as I closed my eyes, she appeared in my memory, she was looking like an angel. Her hair was midnight black and it flowed over shoulders, she had glossy skin and honey sweet lips looking lilac soft, a bouncy and cheerful outlook dressed in beautiful and elegant long pink dress. It suited her. When she was smiling so adorably, he got lost, at the memory of her he drifted off to sleep with a small faint smile on his lips for the very first time in his life.
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