𝑩𝒆𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝑻𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 |18+

26) The Girl Who Loved Digvijay

Author's Pov

6 years ago

At the Wild Velvet Club

On the fifth floor of the club, in a VIP room, sat few handsome and rich men. Some of them enjoying the seductive strip show of the lady performing the pole dance, the silk pink cloth leaving her body one by one. She was swaying her body sensually on the loud and erotic beats of music as the neon lights was flashing on her brown skin.

"Can't I get some peace and quiet ?" shouted Digvijay.

He was having drinks with his brothers Vikram and Rudra and was in no mood of this sensual dance or loud erotic music.

"I am dealing with it, Sir," assured the steward and shut down the pole dancing and the loud music blasting on the VIP room area.

"Dude, take it easy." a look of concern edged on Vikram's face as he saw how Digvijay was gulping down the liquor directly from the bottle.

"I am fine.."Digvijay slurred, waving his hand in denial.

"Play some relaxing music,"Rudra ordered the steward, seeing the condition of his friend.

Only music can give a little warmth to Digvijay's heart and relax him.

Today was his father's death anniversary. Its been seven years since his father left this world, making Digvijay the head of the family and the king of their kingdom.

Soon the red dimmed lights replaced the neon lights scattering in the room and a beautiful lady wearing a white dress walked towards the centre stage. She was looking like an angel in a white dress with her deep brown hair tied in a tight bun, a little sparkling earrings tingling on her ears.

Her deep brown eyes looking down too afraid to look in the eyes of the vultures disguised as young handsome gentlemen.

It was only the third day of her working here, still her hands were shivering and her heart rate increasing in nervousness. She never wished to sing in a nightclub or a strip club but for bread and butter she had to.

Digvijay looked at the woman, she was wearing a very conservative white dress. She clasped her hands together and prayed to god before starting singing. Digvijay's eyes narrowed at her lips as she murmured a small prayer.

Most of the drunk men were leaving the VIP room not interested in listening to a boring song from an equally boring looking woman. In a white dress she was looking no lesser than a nun.

Vikram and Rudra were busy in their conversation while Digvijay was still staring at the girl. The girl seemed too innocent to be in a nightclub.

Soon she lost herself in the world of music as her fingers danced on the keys of pianos and verses of the beautiful song left passed her mouth, her melodious voice was like a drops of nectar falling from the heavens. Her voice held pain and passion,

Her body swung like the vines of the trees as she moved side to side with the rhythm of the music.

Her melodious voice enchanted Digvijay.

He found it difficult to look away from her beautiful face, the small smile on her face was so serene, sparkling a magic of calm in the atmosphere.

After the song was finished, Rudra elbowed Digvijay, asking, "Are you interested in her ?" He pointed to that beautiful girl who exited the stage.