WILD HEARTS

CHAPTER 20

"Maaannn this party is amazing!!" Shehnaaz's voice reverberated loudly as she leaned in to speak into Ali's ear amidst the pulsating beats of the energetic music, which seemed to infuse the air with an electrifying vibe. The DJ's mastery was evident, seamlessly blending tracks that kept the crowd enthralled. The venue, a sprawling three-story house nestled in Bandra and owned by a renowned producer, boasted a magnificent terrace offering panoramic vistas of South Bombay and the distant sea-a scene that captivated all who beheld it. Tonight, the producer graciously played host to a gathering of young achievers in the entertainment industry, spanning models, actors, writers, technical wizards, and even comedians. Ali, honored with the prestigious invitation, was granted the privilege of bringing a plus one. The terrace exuded charm, adorned with twinkling hanging lamps casting a warm glow. A dance floor beckoned guests to showcase their moves while a well-stocked bar awaited those seeking refreshment. Meanwhile, delectable cuisine was being served inside, completing the sensory feast of the evening.

"Ali dekh they are serving champagne and caviar wahan! That too for this many people! Ya Allah kitne paise honge inke paas!" Shehnaaz spoke with a hint of amazement her eyes widening ever so slightly

Ali laughed. " Itna ki shayad even after 3 births itna na kama sake hum. So, enjoy all this while you can!" He handed her a glass of wine and a plate of salmon canapes.

"Fuck man, I'll have to hit the gym extra hard kal," he muttered while eating his 5th one.

"Uff just relax. Tum nahin bhi jaoge tab bhi kuch fadak nahin padega! You're naturally hot. Mashallah, itne fit ho phir bhi tension hai!" said Shehnaaz rolling her eyes and at the same time trying to spot celebs.

Her almost unconscious comment brought a smile to his lips. As he looked at her, he couldn't help but admire the youthful beauty standing before him. Tonight, she dazzled in a gold sequined short skirt, accentuated by a white camisole tank top, complemented perfectly with nude heels and gold ear cuffs. Her hair cascaded in loose waves, and her makeup, save for a striking pair of bold red lips, was kept to a minimum, enhancing her natural allure. Ali couldn't ignore the constant attention she garnered throughout the evening, with heads turning in their direction wherever they went, a testament to her undeniable allure.

"Really? Main hot lagta hoon tujhe?" he asked, smirking slightly.

"Koi shaq? And sirf 'mujhe' hi nahin baaki sab ko. Woh ladkiyon ko dekho how they are all staring at you!" she giggled, raising her eyebrows in their direction. "Also don't fish for compliments, ok? You know what you are," she added, rolling her eyes.

"Waise people are staring at you too. I don't blame them because you look bomb! Mashallah nazar utaarni padegi lagta hai, " He joked, making her smile and flip her hair with mock haughtiness.

"Hey Ali! What you doing here kone pe? Come let's dance bro!" said Mayank, a TV actor and his friend, suddenly appearing next to them.

Ali looked at her and asked "You want to go?"

"Absolutely!" she exclaimed with excitement, just as the DJ switched to a more electrifying dance track.

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Siddharth sipped his third scotch of the evening, the cigarette clasped between his fingers as usual. The night had been a small victory, with the Kapoors successfully securing more investors. Fortune's wheel seemed to be turning in his favour at last. However, what should have been a celebratory evening took an unexpected turn. Now, after dinner, he found himself in Sonia's bedroom balcony, accompanied by the same woman teetering on the brink of a breakdown. At Maya aunty's suggestion, they sought solitude to uplift Sonia's spirits, leaving Siddharth with little choice but to comply.