Hot Men Society Series: Desire of Mr. Fuck Boy

JENNIFER'S POV

I turned to witness a girl in a blue gown smiling warmly at me. She was devastatingly beautiful!

If I was honey complexioned then she was fair as if touched by the snow flakes themselves. And on it, the peacock blue eyes behind the white rimless spectacles were altogetherly a deadly combination.

Her red lips were going well with her light-hued skin. Her skin was so milky that it looked like if you pinched, it shall turn red. As if that was not enough, the shimmery blue gown was totally matching her eye color.

I blurted out," You are undeniably the most beautiful girl I ever came across!"

Shit! Did I just made myself look stupid?

But her reply definitely left me blushing hard.

"Hmm, seems like someone stole my exact thoughts for you!" She chirped clapping her hands together. I let out a short laugh.

She came beside me and introduced herself,"Hi, I am Nayantara. But my near and dear ones call me Tara. You can too!" She said holding her hand in front of me.

Oh! She's the daughter of the chief minister!

I nervously returned the handshake,"Hello, I am Jennifer Mathews. Well... Jenny for you too." I said giving a polite smile.

She huffed. "Oh come on! I won't eat you up!" Tara exclaimed, throwing up her hands as if in despair. I laughed out loud. She had an extremely friendly nature who could quickly make friends, unlike me.

"Want some?" She asked me offering me a bowl full of jalebis. I had not at all noticed it by now.

Well, who was I to deny such a sweet and delicious and inviting offer? I quickly took two of them. She giggled at my love for the sweet dish.

The air out there was full with the aroma of mouth watering delicacies. Starting from appetizers to starters to main-course. And I was more than happy to find the dessert counter to have a lot many goodies! Whoa... Lucky Me.

We got seated at a side table. Except for the waiters arranging the tables and the chefs looking after the dinner preparations.

Rubbing her hands together, Tara beamed," So... Let's talk our hearts out!" I was overwhelmed by her humbleness and homely quotient which she emitted by her persona.

I too, completely at ease by now, leaned forward too, as if we were about to share our darkest secrets with one-another.

Cassiopeia is my

beautiful as you and as haughty as me!" She said crunching her

only made her more adorable." You, for sure aren't haughty. You are sweet." I said pressing her hand in assurance. She simply shrugged not before flipping

cloud her judgment about others based on her ego or

would end up hurting her. Calm, chirpy character which shall push any person to mingle with her and listen to her never ending talks. She was someone who would not go against the people she loved even if it meant giving up

up as ashes. I couldn't be so thoughtful

away with it. On the top of it, I was not at all open and chattery in any respects. I had always kept my thoughts to my self and

you are the fiance of

media and the

groaned. I couldn't do anything except of giving her a bitter, self-deprived

"swine-cum-bastard-cum-asshole" and ofcourse "son of a bitch" ? " she huffed, and I witnessed

don't have a choice unfortunately.... now, even I think there is no other option." I replied, huffing

the word 'happy'

wish I had someone like you as family? I

no idea about what I am going through now in my life... I have to figure out many things." I whispered, suddenly feeling low,

but before I could complete, Tara stood up, furious. She was looking

She snarled, her bubbly, talkative demeanor gone all of a sudden, replaced by

wrath, desperately trying

its just what I heard in there-" but

a boyfriend for God's sake. Why don't they understand!?" Saying so, she collapsed

helpless. I was cursing myself for initiating a topic which shook her like that. I wanted to

squeezed my hand in assurance. I was taken aback. Then, adjusting her glasses, she spoke," Sorry... you know.. I came back from New York a week ago. My boyfriend Gaurav was too join me soon after. I was super excited to tell father about us. But dad broke the news of me getting arranged to one of the devils. Firstly, it was Dhanush Mahasena. But then, all of a sudden... he backed out

loving parents who cared for her. While me, huh... I did not even have parents! Let alone

they were really ruthless, brutal people residing on Mother Earth to simply cause havoc? Provoking Terrorism and spreading hatred? I had never seen any of the four devils, some say it to be rumours while others said it wss only a mere way of tarnishing names of

hard not to break and be bold to manage her problems on her on. I could simply pray for the best for her. I took her hand as spoke," Why don't you tell you parents about the consequences of getting married to such a beast? Surely, they won't want to leave you in

she withdrew her hand scoffing. I could sense that all the act of the couple in

Maybe they are pressurizing her to accept

was pulled out of my trance by

his lady ask for your presence indoors for the

Tara nodded.

now... I badly wanted to ask it to her but couldn't really muster the