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Isla turned from her seat to take a look at the new comers. She shrugged and went back on eating the cold drink given to her.

"Alright, I guess. I don't know, actually. " someone with cold voice from the behind spoke, which made Isla suddenly her tremble.

She turned back to find someone with hazel eyes staring at Mr Vergera's face.

His skin tone was milky white and his palms were cherry red. His lips made a small twitch to make it look like a smile. He wore a dark blue coloured formal shirt and tight black casual trouser. And this whole look suddenly put Isla into daze.

He smiled again at the words of Mr. Vergera and made her heart flutter in a sudden uneasiness.

She was in daze until someone pat in her shoulders bringing her back to reality. She trembled at her touch as blinked twice before processing what's in front of her.

She turned to fund some girl of her own age, or not. She wore a pink gown which was a symbol of her luxurious life. Her lips here red with the marks of lipsticks. She was a brunette girl who was literally pouting at her.

"Yes?" Isla asked in annoyance, suddenly.

"Who are you? And why are you wearing that dress?"

"Huh? What's wrong with my dress?"

"It's out of colours!"

"And you're out of eye sight" Isla retorted as she went back to drinking her smoothie. 

"Omg, you're so rude!"

"Yeah, says the one who just criticised my dress"

"At least I was honest!"

"You know what? I was actually enjoying this silence until you came in. Could you please go back and let my ears enjoy the sound you make when you don't talk? Thanks a lot" she said as she turned back to her smoothie.

"Oh my god, did you just insult me?"

"Describe. I actually described you, yes"

"Enough! Im calling my father right now so that he could throw you out of my house!"

"Mhm, go on. I fear no one. Or at least that girl who only knows how to call her father." She just smirked.

A lot of men crowded around them by then. Seeing Isla who just sat cross-legged on a chair with a smoothie and Sofia who was standing in front of her in her large pink dress and her brunette hair rolled down her shoulders.

"Do you even know who I am?"

"Should I ?"

The crowds murmur could be heard prominently. But both of them didn't care.

"I'm Sofia! The heir of Vergera family!"

Dead silence.

"Oh nice to meet you. I'm Roger. Islared Roger, future heir of the world. " She  said extending her hand.

"Do you think I am joking?"

"When did I say that?"

"Urgh enough!" Sofia said as she pushed Isla's chair backward.

Isla, who didn't see that coming clenched to the chair and fell down on her head with the chair.

All the crowd grasped.

"Ahahaha, now where is that Islared Roger who is the heir of the World, huh? On the floor?" Sofia said with an evilish grin.

Isla who was really hurt and her head was about to bleed, stood up the very next moment. Both Sofia and the crowd grasped by then. Her eyes were furious and she straight away placed a tight slap on her white face.

The crowd again grasped.

"Stay in your line. Don't you dare cross it." Isla breathed out, rubbing the blood off her head.

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The next moment she found herself on someone's lap. She couldn't open her eyes, they were so tired and her head hurts so much.

She looked up to see that guy at the party holding her, more like an embrace as if she has fallen down and he came to her rescue. His hazel eyes were on her as if digging insides of her.

What's happening?

She shook her head and stood up hurriedly as she pushed her trance away. She shouldn't feel this. What's happening. It's not her.

The guy looked shocked by her sudden movement.
"Thank you," she said as she tried to walk but her dizziness took over and she fell down again.

But she didn't hit the ground. She was again rescued by him. He held her head with his right hand and placed it on his lap.

"Careful!" He sprouted out.

Her head was dizzy but she looked up to see that they were in the washroom.

"Don't touch me!" She tried to push him away but he caught her still. 

"Keep your anger to yourself, little one."

"What did you just call me? I'm not little"

"Of course you're not. No little girl would more likely to hit Sofia directly on her face: ow"

"Your friend started it" she said pushing him away from her.

He laughed at her words.

"What're you laughing at?"

"Our family had known her for ten years now and no one dared to punch her" he said laughing, "by the way, Lukas." He said extending his right hand.

"Islared." she said shaking his hand.

"And call me Luke, please. Lukas is just so old of a name". He said laughing.

"Mhm"  she said as she put her hand to see her head is now bandaged.

What... When?

"I should get going" she said, standing up.

"Let me take you to the doctor."

"NO!- I mean no thanks. I am good."

"What-"

"I'm gonna go now. Thanks a lot-" she said while exiting the washroom in a hurry.

What's wrong with her? What's happening? This is so not good. This is so unfamiliar. This feeling- she shouldn't feel anythin' like that...

"Naive, what a naive. " He commented as he smirked and watched her fading away from him.

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