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Amara
Chapter 1
Amara:-
Ding!
A message alert sounded.
Eva: What Time is your flight?
Ding!
Eva: Have you booked your Uber??/ It takes forever for them to get to you in office times....??
Ding!
Eva: DON'T FLAKE ON ME...I need you here...Please!
Ding!
Eva: Also, pack that Cute Fendi dress we got on our last visit to Hawaii. Arman has a cute cousin Vik that I want you to me...Hint Hint...nudge nudge..*wink emoji wink emoji Kissy face emoji*
I rummaged through the pile of clothes to see who had been texting, although I was sure its EVA, my college roommate/best friend/roommate/ office colleague. She was all I had, and The constant messages were a way of coping with Anxiety. Wedding anxiety was to happen this weekend in the Bahamas. Since she was Indian, the festivities had been going on for the past week, but I couldn't take two weeks off work, especially now when we were in a critical product launch phase. Eva and I worked for a health start-up, It wasn't a deal, but I paid well. I had worked my ass off to get a Master's degree in IT product integration from YALE, and I graduated top of my class while waitressing, and scholarships paid my tuition.
I had to drop out from my last semester at Carnegie Mellon. (that's a story for a different time). All this happened almost four and a half years ago. The deadline was fast approaching, but I had done well for myself; I was debt free and lived a good and comfortable life. It helped that Eva owned our apartment, but I insisted on paying rent and Splitting the bill. Eva didn't need the degree or the work but had worked just as hard to prove she wasn't just a spoilt princess to a hotel monger. Hence the arranged marriage to the upcoming Dynamic Harvard law-educated Arman. Who had a bright future and a brighter smile that dazzled Eva's heart when they first met? She had been against being set up for marriage, but once she met Arman, all they could talk about was each other. I was happy for her, but Weddings, Love, commitment, and Trust didn't go hand in hand with me. I Remember me dropping out of my final semester. Finally, I was all packed, and just then, another
Ding!
Your Uber driver is here.
A quick text to Eva: " I'm on my way...
BREATHE!!!!!! And off I went.... leaving everything, along with the bitter taste of the past and worries, behind. SFO to the Bahamas- 9hrs and 21 minutes, and my first-class ticket to Eva's dad. His generosity was not expected but greatly appreciated. After clearing security, I wanted to grab a book for the long flight; I saw Eva and Arman smiling on the front page of a few popular wedding and Bridal magazines. Looking at Eva with flawless olive skin, beautiful almond eyes, and Raven straight hair, she looked runway ready with her curvy figure and tall height.
Arman looked just as handsome in this pre-engagement shoot, with Eva's father's crown jewel Bahamas hotel in the backdrop; my heart had a twinge of ache in it, not that I was jealous of Eva, but it just brought back so many memories that hit me like a bullet train. I pushed those memories aside, not today, not on this long-ass flight, not even if it were up to me. These thoughts fed my drive to move my career higher and fuel my nightmares. Even Eva wasn't privy to them. She had asked me why I called out to Sunny in my dreams and why I always woke up crying, but I brushed it off. She never pushed me for information. Buying another crime thriller from my fav novelist, I headed to the VIP Lounge to wait for my flight.
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Chapter 5Of course, the Creeper was giving me a knowing smile....how did they come here before me?Did it take that long for me to get my Venti white chocolate mocha, quad shot, ten pumps of sugar-free vanilla, extra hot, no whip made with almond milk? I always ordered it, and by now, the guys at the coffee store knew me by name, face, and order. They were the only ones who missed me when I was out with the flu. Felt nice when they said, ", Hey, where have you been, long time...or I was starting to get worried you moved".Coming back....why is he still staring, and why is she shooting daggers at me? Not like I'll touch that with a 10-foot stick.....Maybe he had a 10-foot shaft, with the bulge that was so apparent.....FOCUS AMARA and not on his stick but on something else like who do you think is the murderer... I have a little game where I write who the murderer is once I know the main characters. In this case, I think it's the
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Chapter 6What the fuck just happened? I was so damn Horny ever since I caught Amara's sight when she saw me and the society girl at the boarding gates. She was like a bit of a faun caught in the headlights.As luck would have it, we were seated in the same row in first class, She was sitting on the aisle seat, and the seat next to her was empty, and society girl and I were in the center two seats; she created quite a fuss for us to sit together, and the seats next to us were empty too. When she cupped my dick before walking into the bathroom next to Amara on purpose, thinking my hard-on was for her, I still followed. I had to get off because looking at the Innocent little beauty in the next seat made it painful for me to sit. The door was ajar, probably society girl's doing, laying claim on me, so childish...she didn't realize that Amara had already claimed my mind without even laying a finger on me, without saying a wor
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Chapter 8Amara slept throughout our flight, fueling the little fire simmering in my mind because of her constant arrogance and dismissal towards me. She was obviously attracted to me, I wasn't thinking about marrying her, but we could have fun at this boring family event, only if she'll let up and put out. I decided to concentrate on Nat; she was sure shot and would be fun at the wedding. She didn't seem so insufferable after all.Mom at least chose her for her body, I guess. Fake tits and all, but still banging. I could have fun with Amara and still Marry Nat. The plan might come to fruition when Nat asked if I wanted to make out; why the fuck not.... my gaze landed on Amara and her pensive expression, Almost as if she was thinking about me and my lack of attention towards her, was bothering her. I couldn't help but smirk and wink at her....while Nat kissed and tugged on my lips, all I could think about was Amara and th
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