(Book#1 of 'The Runaway Club' but also can be read as stand alone).
Ria Malhotra was done.
If her parents thought that she will be marrying a man she will meet on her wedding day, they had another thing coming. So what does she do? Taking a leaf out...
I accepted his warm hands and his long, slender fingers curled around mine gently helping me get down the expensive gold Lamborghini. My six-inch dark matte high heels slid out of the luxury car and down to the white marble, followed by my slender legs that flaunted it's perfect tan and smooth skin; thanks to the Brazilian waxing I took yesterday.
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With an Oscar winning smile to the paparazzi cameras that went off wildly, showcasing my perfect teeth with the ruby red lips against smoky makeup and looking stunning in my dark cocktail dress that had its front raised teasingly till my mid-thigh. I straightened my spine and widened my grin at the hungry papps trying to get a clear shot of me as my date slid his hand on my back, pulling my closer to his powerful frame. His spicy scent I had grown accustomed to enveloped me almost instantly as I relaxed in his hold, ready to take on the papps who were foaming at the mouths.
Of course, they would want to catch a glimpse of an unknown woman who caught the attention of one of the most eligible bachelor in the world.
He gently applied pressure to my back and a loving smile in my direction that had his eyes twinkling, he led me away from the men and women with cameras and microphones swinging over their heads while the clawed at the towering body-guards and yelling lewd questions at us.
With the trail of my mid-night gown spilling on the pristine marble like a bottle of dark ink spilt on a sheet of paper; I gracefully sashayed along the swirling fabric behind me, hanging on to his powerful arms to the giant doors that was opened only to the crème de la crème of the society. I flashed a coy smile at him and I was rewarded with a wink that had me giggling in his arms.
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The crowd parted before us like the Red sea did for Moses and I couldn't help but feel smug at all the women gaping at me and then at my date, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.
