Hot Men Society Series: Desire of Mr. Fuck Boy

JENNIFER'S POV

The ride to the chief minister's residence was a 30 minute silent affair. Except of some questions thrown to me from my soon-to-be-father-in-law Sumit Prakash. They were all my job oriented questions, so I was quite at ease. All the way though, I found myself avoiding the lustfull bulgy eyes of Mr. Prakash Jr. Soon, we entered the Rajpath Marg, the colony were all the administrative, political delegates resided.

It was posh, each succeeding house better than the previous one. The houses... no, the mansions were all present in an organized honeycomb structure. Each mansion, having a fountain at the entrance and a big patch of garden. Soon, we reached the end of the lane. The car stopped there. I shifted my gaze from my left side to the right, to view the other side through the window. And what I saw was a sight to behold.

This, was not at all a mansion, it was a palace! All of it decorated with golden and silver lights. The gates itself were great,grand,gigantic and...... Well, the sight was something out of the world.

But today, seeing my current position, I highly doubted that now. If a few monthes ago, someone would have said me that one day, I would

I was feeling like that poor goat which is fed a lot, taken

front of his father so I didn't appear reluctant. We stood there at the gate, while the valet took the keys

made a mental note of slipping away from the party and come there after some time to get some fresh air. The house was like the Victoria Memorial of Calcutta. Spendid! There was a grand fountain located at the centre of the path meeting the palace. Having, four fountains combining together and splashing the water in the shape of a swan. At their base were beautiful pink lotuses floating. I really wanted to stop, turn, move to the lotuses and kiss them, feel their soft petals against my

doors were well polished, with carvings of royal elephants on it and flowers at the borders, giving the entrance

entrance itself is so alluring, what expectations should I

I thought mentally