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• Kavita Sethi •

CHAPTER: 03

Kavita Sethi.

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I need someone who sees
the fire inside my eyes and still wants to play with it.

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• S W A R A •


I looked at the mirror adjusting the plates of the shoulder. Because of the black color, my milky skin was highlighting so much. The dress fitted perfectly to my curves. The dark blue eyes of mine will make anyone go wild. After giving a last minute touch up to the makeup, I took my purse leaving the room. I saw Naira sitting on the sofa, chatting with my elder sister, Saina Mehta.

I and Saina were pole apart. She was a very silent introvert, who found comfort in books and studies. Now, she was doing her internship at our company. When I destroyed each and everything that came into my way, she tried to find the solutions instead of rushing out the decision. She had a great tolerance. Well, Mom and Saina fights all the time because of that.

"Hey, bitch!" I smiled walking around them. After posing like a model, I took my mobile to capture my pictures. Of course, I need to upload my attire in Instagram. Saina rolled her eyes at me. Huh! I don't care.

"You are looking so hot," Naira commented.

I winked my eyes at her. Red was my favourite color all the time. But today, I felt to wear something in a shady black color. Maybe, it was because I haven't wore anything in black so far.

"The driver is here." Mom announced as she came. She smiled looking at us.

"What was the need of driver, Mom? I would have driven the car!" I whined. Actually, I was so crazy about cars. And driving was one of my personal hobby.

"Today, you aren't allowed to drive. You are Mehta's princess. So, it wouldn't look good, if you drive to a party." Mom explained. I nodded my head understanding.

"Why should we even care about others, Mom?" Saina was irritated. "She should live for herself, not others." Saina shook her head annoyed.

"No one asked your opinion, Saina! Don't you dare to interfere between me and Swara." Mom shouted. Saina rolled her eyes.

"Swara, you really are going to regret listening to our Mom always. She is the one who have spoiled you!" Saina exclaimed moving towards her room.

I sighed. Mom was controlling her anger.

"It's okay, Mom! You are the best Mom in this world." I went towards her hugging. She smiled reciprocating the hug.

"You are getting late, Swara." Mom said looking at the clock. I looked at Naira signalling her to take the step.

"Bye, Mom." I kissed her motioning myself from the corridor.

"Aren't you tired of your daily family dramas?" Naira asked me. I climbed the car, smiling at her.

"When I saw Dad's and Mom's fight, for the very first time, it affected me badly. But not anymore. It's okay as I'm used it." I sighed. "No, don't give me that sympathetic look!" I laughed exclaiming. Naira was looking at me tragically.

"You little..." Naira hugged me so tightly. I wiped my tears, hiding from her. I'm a bitch, right? And crying don't suit me.

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We reached the venue. I inhaled the aroma of fresh air. The club was adorned with lavender. I love this spot. Even when, I have been here so many times before, it felt like I was visiting the place for the first time.

I saw the crowd checking me out. They were murmuring looking at me. Some of them gasped at the way I smiled to them. I love it! I kept my head high proudly. I know all of them admire and adore my beauty. Naira stood along with me, putting on an attitude smile to the crowd. I was enjoying the attention, I was receiving from all.

Suddenly, I saw another car entering the spot. Now, everyone was cheering up for the owner of the car. I clenched my knuckles tightly. I don't like sharing what's mine. And now, the attention and cheers what was mine, has been taken away from me. It was really an insult.

"It's Sanskar Vaghela..." I heard girls cheering at the car. Really? So that was him! I rolled my eyes at them. I really can't understand, what's in that jerk that everyone is so attracted or I could say, throwing themselves at him.

When the whole cheers when into to the Audi, which arrived...I know that, it was him! Only he had that power to stay against my money and fame.

I saw the great Sanskar Vaghela getting out of his Audi. He was giving flying kisses to everyone. I controlled my argue to throw up. I don't like him! After all, he was a Vaghela. I have have heard from Mom that Vaghelas were bitches. Naira took me inside the club, seeing my irritation. She knows me inside out.

"This time, you can't escape me! What's your problem with Sanskar?" Naira asked me while entering the club.

"I just don't like him! Don't you know, he is a playboy. No, a manwhore" I pointed out.

"Yes, he is a playboy. Even you aren't less than him. But still, why aren't you even attracted to him. Like, you have almost dated every handsome boys on our campus except him. Why so?"

"I don't know, Naira. I just don't feel anything to him. Yes, he have a brownish eyes along with a sexy jawline. But I'm not getting any type of physical attraction towards him. Also, he is a Vaghela. Mom had always asked me to stay away from them. So, I don't have time to waste hitting him. Period." I said looking at the playboy, who was busy drinking.

I saw girls going and kissing his cheeks and lips. And yeah, he was enjoying their touch. Oops, even I don't have any rights to say it as I'm a spoiled brat too. Anyways, I don't like him. Bloody jerk!

"Vaghelas? What's with Vaghelas?" Naira was confused.

"Because of them, Mehta's stock rate is decreasing. Their company is our central rival." I explained.

I saw the playboy taking a girl with him to the corner of the washroom. I rolled my eyes. Poor Akash was sitting along with his other mates. I really pity this guy. The playboy doesn't even care about him.

"Where are you, lost?" I came out of the trance.

"Nowhere..." I mumbled. Urg!

"C'mon, Swara...lets take a shot." Naira gave me a glass of Brandy. I gulped it in one go. I looked at the girls, who was looking at Sanskar dreamily. Why the hell, he was wearing a dress similar to my colour! Huh!

"Aren't you the Swara Mehta?" Someone patted my shoulder. I turned my head to see a lean girl, standing very close to me. She had a very attractive curly hair. Her dark almond-shaped eyes were fixed on me. I liked her at the very first sight itself.

"Yes, I am." I turned my heels at her.

"I'm Kavita Sethi, the transferred student." She introduced herself. I raised my eyebrows as my mind registered that she was the transformed student.

"Oh..." I nodded my eyes. Suddenly I felt so much uncomfortable with her. I don't like transferred students as they hails from low-class family.

"Your dress is so nice." Kavita complimented me. I shook my head as response.

"Hey, I'm Naira Mittal." Naira poked in between. Kavita looked surprised. I hid my chuckle. Naira was so possessive about me. She had been always caution about my friend circle. She didn't like getting closer to other people who were out of the our league.

"I'm Kavita Sethi." Kavita passed a cheeky smile. Naira rolled her eyes at me.

"Swara, I have something for you. So Ms Sethi, please excuse us." Naira forced a smile dragging me. I tried not to laugh at her antics. Kavita shook her head looking around, moving towards some group of girls.

"What was that?" I snapped.

"I should ask that question." She yelled at me. I looked at her confused.

"What the hell are you doing with that transferred student. Aren't you acting a little bit clingy?" She shot questions.

"I was-" I mumbled.

"For God's sake, you are Swara Mehta. How could you even act nice to a transferred student? Did you forget our principles and standards?" She interpreted annoyed.

"Okay, sorry. I don't have anything to do with her. Let's go..." I made a puppy face. I know my Naira would melt.

"Hey, Swara..." I saw Rahul approaching us. I rolled my eyes. I faked a smile. I wasn't in a mood to fight or quarrel. Naira made faces. How cute.

"What's up, Rahul?" I chirped trying not to show the sarcasm inside my voice.

"Nothing, just for a friendly chat." Rahul hugged me. With a reflex, I pushed him away harshly. How many times I have to say that I'm not at all interested in him.

"I have already warned you, Rahul! Stay away from me." I mumbled dangerously low. I saw Rahul stepping back, seeing my bloodshot eyes.

"You know what? Those blue eyes of your's glitter more when you are angry." Suddenly Rahul pushed me against the wall, kissing me. Naira tried to pull him away from me. But his hold was so tight.

"You bloody!" I gained my stability, slapping him across his face. Everyone was looking at us. The music stopping along with the ball. Everyone was staring at us without blinking their eyes.

"You will pay for it! Watch my words..." After giving me one last look, Rahul moved away humiliated.

"Are you okay?" Naira's eye was filled with concern.

"I'm-okay..." I mumbled moving away from her. My lip was burning. He had almost bitten the lower lips of mine. It was swollen.

"I'm going to take a shot." I heard Naira's phone ringing continuously.

"Take it, I will be there." I moved away. Naira nodded her head answering the call.

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"I'm sorry, Swara. I need to go home. Granny had come from her native. She is asking for me." Naira rushed to me. I smiled at her nodding.

"Please, take care. Also, pass my regards to her." I shook my head. Really this alcohol is getting into my nerve.

"Don't drink...bye!" She ran outside.

I sighed looking at everyone. All of them were happy. They were singing, dancing and pulling each other's legs. I took another gulp. Alcohol soothed me. It was my companion.

I have never thought that Rahul would have an audacity to kiss me! That boy really needs a reality check. He should know that, he was playing with a fire!

My head was aching too much because of the pressure. I felt everything was revolving around me. Tears were rolling from my eyes. I can't be weak! I got up from the chair, walking to the washroom. I saw blurred images everywhere. What's wrong with me?

"Hey, Swara..." Someone took me in their arms carrying me. I was so tired and lost to respond or fight.

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