Forbidden Desire. | ✓

(21) Lady In Red.

Damian shakes this man's hand, "You haven't made any contact with me either, I can't get all the blame."

"Forget about that, mate. I see you scooped up yourself a beautiful bride." He turns his attention towards Sahara, "Hello, my name's Imran Colombo, I have it that you already met my mother."

"Hi, you're Mrs. Angela's Colombo's son? But your name-"

He cut her off, knowing what she was going to say, "I'm adopted, originally from Pakistan but raised in this beautiful British country. Mum and Dad let me keep my name."

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I really didn't mean to pry, I just got curious and accidentally asked. I'm really sorry."

Imran laughs, a quite deep but heartfelt laugh, "You're absolutely adorable. Does she always apologize for silly things?"

"She's a mess." is all what Damian said.

Sahara couldn't help but notice Imran's strong features such as his hazel eyes, strong jaw, and beautifully slicked hair. Sahara, stop! You're married! She scolds herself in her head.

"A mess?" Imran snakes his head, "Na shukarguzaar banda (Urdu: "Ungrateful person")." 

Sahara quietly laughs and then suddenly her eyes widen, "you speak Urdu?"

"Yes, mum made sure we knew our original language so we'd be able to connect back with our culture."

"Our? Who else–"

"Damian! Dude!"

Sahara turns her head to see a young looking man. But his features are also mesmerizing as heck. He a has long, pale face with a tight jaw. His eyes are the colour of the ocean on a sunny day, whereas his lips look as soft as the clouds that are in the sky on a foggy day. He's attractive, there's no denying that. Is this family just full of attractive people... Sahara asks herself.

"Holy shit, Damian. You hit jackpot with your wife. Mum was telling us she's beautiful but, bloody hell, she's gorgeous." He's very outspoken. "Hi, my name's Carlos."

Sahara, at this point, is blushing uncontrollably.

Imran points at Carlos, "meet my brother, who's also adopted like me, as I was about to mention."

"Jeez, do you go around telling people we're adopted?" Carlos jokingly says.

"I'm so sorry, it wasn't his fault. I started asking and he was polite enough to tell me. I'm sorry." Sahara apologizes.

Carlos and Imran look at each other and start laughing, "She's adorable! We were joking. It's nothing serious, stop stressing yourself over it."

Damian snakes his arm around Sahara's waist, surprising her with his touch, "All of you seem to be more interested in my wife, than in me." Emphasizing the word wife.

"Oooo, someone's getting a little jealous." Carlos teases.

Imran jokingly inserts, "If he's ever a dick to you, I'll take you away for myself in a heartbeat."

Sahara smiles sadly him, wishing she could run away from this destroyed marriage. Imran notices the gleam of sadness in Sahara's eyes, but doesn't say anything.

For half an hour, Damian has been introducing her to his business colleagues and all she wants to do is sit down in the corner of the room, away from everyone. She's been trying to find Ana and Jen but she couldn't spot them anywhere.

Finally, Damian excuses himself and Sahara from the group of people. "I'm going to go meet a few others, don't talk to anyone without my presence."