"You can call me Matt if you want. Nobody had ever called me like that, and if you say, I will not allow anybody to call me like that, ever."
Mantisha's hand shook. Her fingers around her phone tightened when his voice rang into her ear. Again a face with a familiar pair of blue eyes, leaning over her body, only a few inches away from her face, came into her mind.
"Cara," He said with a horace voice. Tucking a strand of her hairs behind her ears, he said, "In this world, only you can call me with a name so intimate. No person will ever call me Matt."
Sighing her head in frustration, Mantisha dropped the phone in her bag. Then she looked up and faced him directly.
"Thanks but no thanks. I am really very sorry for calling you with a name that doesn't belong to you. Yes, you were right. I have already heard about you but I am a person with bad memory. As I am not very familiar with Italian names and cultures, I just forgot what your name actually was and called you Matt. So please, don't misunderstand, I have never waited for our reunion and I do not hope to meet with you again. Now if you please excuse me."
Saying this, Mantisha grabbed her purse, stood up, and started walking.
'Mantisha, Mantisha wake up. What's wrong with you! Just a while ago you saw him beating you, now you are seeing him all intimate! Even if you are hallucinating, atleast stick to a point. Why are you going back and through into all the positive and negative things!'
Mantisha was bubbling nonstop in her head, without noticing the person, sitting still on the chair with a strange smile on his face.
"Never hmm?" His strange smile turned into a crooked one. "We will see Cara, soon."
As he stood up, his face turned all grim, he seemed like a devil who had just woke up from his sleep.
Tucking his hands in his pockets, he murmured, "Let alone defying, Nobody had ever dared to talk back to me. Not even your fu*king stepdad. Yet you dared to... How brave!"
Walking to a few meters away, with a click sound, the Ferrari he had parked was unlocked. Matteo sat on the seat as he put the key to start the engine.
"Interesting girls should go to interesting places. Not to a boring place like the Museum." Saying this he did not bother to put the seatbelt on and started the car. He knew where to go now.
As the car dashed out like a bullet on the road, Mantisha was stunned by feeling the impact in the wind it caused.
"Psycho or what? This is a fu*king road, not a racing track." Mantisha almost screamed in frustration.
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On a private room at the second floor, on KPV bar:
A few young people were sitting there, drinking and flirting with each other. All of the men there were from renowned and rich families of C City.
By the look of it, anybody could tell that none of the women present there belonged from the same class as them. Though some of them were dating with the men they had come with, but they were still acting like the pets seeking attentions from their masters. Not to mention the other girls, who were wearing micro minis and trying their best to please the single ones there.
"Darling" A woman leaning on a man's arm stretched her hand and stroked his throat with her slender fingers. "I feel a little dizzy. Can you send me back to my apartment, please."
She blinked her eyes innocently as she looked at the face staring at her. "Then you stay for a while for a cup of Coffee may be."
Vincent leaned his face near her ear and said in a horace voice, "Such a seductress you are."
Then he stood up. Holding her back, he told, "I'm going to Emma's for a coffee. Good bye for today guys. See you soon."
Then he glanced at Albert and told, "Cheer up dood. It was just a date. You did not even ask her out. May be she was upset for that. Now don't be all gloomy over a thing so little. Approach her with a smile again, act like nothing happened. When she calms down, find a way to ask her out again, but this time, do everything properly. Alright?"
Tapping his hand on Albert's shoulder, he looked back at Emma and said in a hushed tone only to make her giggle, "Let's have some coffee in my car instead."
Herbert scoffed lightly as he pushed back a hand trying to get into his pants, and gulped down another mouthful of drink. Then told the rest he was going for a dance on the floor downstairs, and left.
Looking at the door, Albert's lips twitched. A girl wearing bunny ears sat beside him and poured him a drink. When she brought that near his lips and going to say something, Albert glared at her. His lips slightly moved as he muttered in a very low and cold voice, "Fu*k off!"
Looking at his cold face spreading a dangerous aura, the girl got so frightened that she almost jumped off from the seat. She stood up and went to the another direction of the room silently.
Albert's gaze went back to the door of the room. Clenching his teeth, he grabbed a new bottle and poured himself a drink, then drank it all in one go. Nobody knew what was he thinking.
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Why do I feel like things are getting a little complicated hmm?
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