chapter 2

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DAMON'S POV

it seems they are also Indians and they are smiling at her admiringly.

"oops sorry ", she giggled, "I would like to thank you all for giving me this opportunity", She said with a warm smile, in return the crowd cheered for her

"Friends I am gonna sing a song in my native language ", she told the people and turned towards the singer, "thank you so much for the opportunity Anna".

Why is she thanking him? Just for giving a space itself he's getting a nickname means, what about me? I'm the owner; I should be the one who's more suitable for getting a nickname from her.

Anyway, what is the meaning of 'Anna'?

The singer's s eyes are shining brightly; he's looking at her with a burning gaze.

"That's fine dear. But what is the meaning of 'Anna' sweetheart? Is it any nickname you gave me", he asked and winked at her.

"No 'Anna' is not a nickname. It means 'brother' ". She said sweetly looking at him.

Now I feel, that name suits him better.

The singer's infatuated face fell like a sinking boat.

Everyone silenced by hearing her answer. Nobody ever called this popular-handsome singer as brother except his own sister. She is the first one.

Suddenly a muffled chuckle is heard in the silent room. It's the guitarist, who is standing beside the singer and covering his mouth with his hands, in order to suppress his laugh.

 It's the guitarist, who is standing beside the singer and covering his mouth with his hands, in order to suppress his laugh

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Later one by one all everyone started to laugh loudly. The whole place is filled with roars of laughter.

She looked at all the laughing people with confusion.

She is so innocent .she didn't even aware that she broke the singer's love ship.

She started to sing slowly In the silenced room. the whole club is resonating only with her angelic voice. I can't even understand a single word but it's nice to hear. Hmm, I can hear this voice for my whole life. Even though I can't even understand a single word, but that song is soothing my dark heart.

While she was singing, I started to analyze her dress. She is wearing some strange dress. That single, not too transparent, long piece of cloth is elegantly draped around her. Oh yes, that's an Indian attire. I don't know its name but the cloth which is covering her upper body is in slight disarray. the complete right side of her thin waist, wide hips and the belly button is bare to feast.even though I've seen women wearing almost nothing, but something in this attire, the way it clings to her body and the way it beautifully showcasing her curves, everything is making me feel hot. why the fuck am I feeling like a hormonal Teenager just by looking at her?

With complete self-control and determination, I moved my eyes back to her face.

She is singing with a longing face. It's like she's dreaming about something.

What she is singing about? in the future, I will definitely make her sing this song only for me with the translation.

Wait. It's not only me all the men here are ogling at her body. their eyes are like a predator which are waiting to devour a prey. I want to hide her in my arms. She's only mine to see.

What happened to me?

Why am I feeling so possessive over a stranger?

I never ever felt such intense emotion to any woman in my life.

I chuckled humourlessly. Alas, I never knew that I'm capable of feeling such emotions.

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