#Hindi Sexy Stories

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Desires Unleashed: A Tale of Hidden Passion

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Introduction:

Rohit had always been the epitome of a disciplined life—his career as an architect was thriving, and he had a comfortable home in Delhi. But beneath the polished exterior was a man who longed for something more, something beyond the mundane. His only escape was the world of Antarvasna, where Antarvasna sex stories in Hindi allowed him to explore desires that he could never express openly. These Hindi sex stories became his secret indulgence, a way to satisfy the hunger for passion that his orderly life couldn’t fulfill.

The New Neighbor:

Rohit's life took an unexpected turn when a new neighbor moved into the apartment next to his. Her name was Priya, a woman in her early thirties with a mysterious aura. Priya was an artist, and her free-spirited nature intrigued Rohit. They would often bump into each other in the elevator or the lobby, exchanging polite smiles and small talk. But there was something in her eyes that stirred a deep, unspoken connection between them.

One evening, after a long day at work, Rohit returned home to find a note slipped under his door. It was from Priya, inviting him to her apartment for a glass of wine. Surprised but curious, he accepted the invitation, not knowing that this simple gesture would lead him into a world that mirrored the fantasies he had only ever read about.

The Invitation:

Priya’s apartment was a reflection of her artistic soul—walls adorned with abstract paintings, soft music playing in the background, and the scent of incense filling the air. She greeted Rohit with a warm smile, handing him a glass of red wine. They sat together on her couch, the conversation flowing easily. As the evening progressed, Rohit found himself drawn to Priya’s charm and the way she seemed to understand him without words.

It wasn’t long before their conversation turned personal. Priya spoke of her art, how she poured her deepest emotions into her work, and how she believed in living life with no inhibitions. Rohit listened intently, feeling a pull towards her that he couldn’t explain. He shared his own secret—a love for Free sexy kahani Antarvasna sex stories—and how they allowed him to explore desires that his real life couldn’t fulfill.

Priya didn’t judge him. Instead, she smiled knowingly and asked him if he had ever thought of turning his fantasies into reality. The question took Rohit by surprise, but before he could respond, Priya leaned in and kissed him. The kiss was soft at first, then grew more intense as the barriers between them dissolved.

The Night of Exploration:

That night, Rohit experienced something he had only ever read about in Antarvasna stories. Priya led him through an evening of passion and exploration that was beyond anything he had ever imagined. Every touch, every kiss, was a discovery of hidden desires and unspoken fantasies. The connection between them was electric, fueled by the freedom to express what they both had kept locked away for too long.

Priya’s apartment became a sanctuary where Rohit could be his true self, without the constraints of societal expectations. The night was filled with moments of raw passion, as they explored each other’s bodies and desires with an intensity that left them both breathless. For Rohit, it was not just a physical experience but a journey into the deepest parts of his soul.

The Morning After:

As the first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, Rohit and Priya lay entwined on her bed, a comfortable silence between them. There was no need for words; the connection they had forged was deeper than anything either of them had anticipated. For Rohit, the night had been more than just an indulgence—it was an awakening, a realization that the desires he had long kept hidden were a natural and beautiful part of who he was.

Before leaving, Priya gave Rohit a small painting, a piece she had created that night. It was abstract, filled with vibrant colors and swirling patterns, capturing the passion and intensity of their time together. She told him to keep it as a reminder that life was meant to be lived fully, without holding back.

Conclusion:

Rohit returned to his apartment, the painting in hand, feeling like a new man. The experience with Priya had changed him, allowing him to embrace the desires he had once only explored through Antarvasna stories. He realized that those Hindi sex stories weren’t just fantasies—they were reflections of a part of him that deserved to be expressed.

From that day on, Rohit lived his life with a newfound confidence, no longer afraid to explore the depths of his desires. And while his nights of reading Antarvasna sex stories continued, they now held a different meaning for him—they were not just an escape, but a celebration of the passion that he had finally found the courage to embrace in real life.

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Whispers of Desire: A Journey Through Antarvasna

Introduction:

In the vibrant city of Mumbai, Nisha led a busy life as a successful event planner. Her days were filled with coordinating elaborate events and managing a hectic schedule. Despite her outward success, Nisha carried a deep, unspoken yearning—an insatiable curiosity for Antarvasna stories and Hindi sex stories. These tales provided her with a private escape, a way to explore her fantasies and desires that remained hidden behind the facade of her everyday life.

The Serendipitous Meeting:

One evening, as Nisha was unwinding at a local café, she noticed a bookshop across the street with a cozy reading corner visible through the window. The shop had always intrigued her, but she had never ventured in. Driven by a sudden impulse, she decided to check it out.

The bookshop was a haven of tranquility, filled with the scent of old books and the soft hum of classical music. As Nisha wandered through the aisles, she stumbled upon a collection of Antarvasna sex stories. The cover of the book, adorned with rich colors and alluring illustrations, caught her eye. She couldn’t resist picking it up and flipping through its pages.

Unbeknownst to her, Raj, the owner of the bookshop, had been observing her from behind the counter. Raj was a writer with a passion for Antarvasna literature, and he noticed Nisha’s genuine interest in the book. When he saw her engrossed in the stories, he felt compelled to strike up a conversation.

The Unexpected Invitation:

Raj approached Nisha with a warm smile and introduced himself. He complimented her on her choice of reading material and shared his own enthusiasm for Hindi sex stories. Their conversation quickly revealed a mutual fascination with the genre, and Nisha was pleasantly surprised by Raj’s depth of knowledge and passion.

As they chatted, Raj invited Nisha to an exclusive event he was hosting at his apartment��a gathering of fellow Antarvasna Free sexy kahani enthusiasts who shared a love for exploring desires through literature. Intrigued and excited, Nisha accepted the invitation, eager to immerse herself in this new experience.

The Intimate Gathering:

That evening, Nisha arrived at Raj’s apartment, which was elegantly decorated and filled with the soft glow of candles. The gathering was intimate, with a small group of people seated comfortably around a low table covered with an array of snacks and drinks.

Raj welcomed Nisha and introduced her to the other guests, each of whom had their own unique stories and perspectives on Antarvasna literature. The discussions were lively, and the atmosphere was charged with anticipation. As the evening progressed, Raj suggested they each share a favorite Antarvasna story. Nisha found herself captivated by the way the stories resonated with her own hidden desires.

The Shared Fantasy:

As the night wore on, Raj and Nisha found themselves alone in a quiet corner of the apartment. The conversation between them grew more personal and flirtatious, their shared passion for Antarvasna stories creating an undeniable connection.

Raj gently suggested they read a story together from the book Nisha had discovered earlier. The story they chose was about a chance encounter between two people who found themselves irresistibly drawn to each other. As they read aloud, the words seemed to mirror their own growing attraction, and the boundaries between fantasy and reality began to blur.

Nisha and Raj’s chemistry was palpable as they read the story. The intimate setting and the shared experience of exploring their desires through literature led to an evening of unexpected passion. Their connection deepened as they gave in to the fantasies they had only previously experienced through the written word.

The Morning After:

As dawn broke, Nisha and Raj lay together, reflecting on the night’s events. It had been an extraordinary experience, one that had allowed Nisha to explore her deepest desires in a way she had never imagined. The connection she had found with Raj was profound, transcending the physical and touching on an emotional and intellectual level.

Raj, sensing Nisha’s thoughts, handed her a copy of the Antarvasna book they had read from—a token of their shared journey and a reminder of the night they had spent exploring their fantasies.

Conclusion:

Returning to her everyday life, Nisha carried with her a renewed sense of confidence and fulfillment. The experience with Raj had shown her that her desires were not just fantasies but possibilities that could be explored and enjoyed. The Antarvasna sex story in Hindi that had once been her private escape had become a source of inspiration, encouraging her to embrace her desires more openly.

The connection with Raj was a testament to the power of shared passions and the way that literature could bring people together in the most unexpected ways. For Nisha, the journey through Antarvasna sex stories had become more than just a reading experience; it had transformed her approach to her own desires and the possibilities of real-life connections.

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Sharmila Tagore (Apur Sansar, Kashmir ki Kali, An Evening in Paris)—She was adorable, an actual princess (through marriage), the first woman to wear a bikini in a Hindi film, and had, I would argue, the most iconic beehive hair in film history.

Françoise Dorleac (L'homme de Rio, Les Demoiselles de Rochefort)— One of the first actresses I had a crush on and still is. I want to cry every time I think about her because she is one of many with a tragic story but I just want to include her because she deserves it

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"One of the most well-known Bollywood actresses of all time!"

Françoise Dorleac:

[eisukevint]

eisuke ichinomiya x desi!reader headcanons !!

im so bored so here are some headcanons bec i love being desi

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

• he hates it when he has to wait and initially when you started dating you tried your best to be on time whenever he paged you but as your relationship progressed, its game over. whenever u have to go out, you ALWAYS leave at the the desi time and he slowly got so used to it, the one and only time punctual eisuke was late to events.

• eisuke has a massive sweet tooth so when you first made him kheer, he absolutely loved it although his only words were ‘not bad’. He definitely asks you to make it again so you feed him other ‘mithai’ (sweets in urdu/hindi) like gulab jamun, rasgullay, JALEBI etc and he loves it so much.

• you make him desi food from time to time and actually requests it like you him ask ‘eisuke what do you want for dinner today?’ and he just says ‘you made nihari last time, it was good. make it again’ he finds it very flavourful.

• he’s very familiar with other cultures since he’s a businessman and often interacts with foreign businessmen. he knows about the clothes and customs of your country. imagine eisuke in kurta or sherwani EISUKE IN A KURTA A BLACK KURTA AT THAT (i would actually die). Whenever you go to family events, you always wear traditional clothes and once eisuke is invited to them, he initially just wears his suit but after some time he starts to indulge you and actually wears your traditional clothes.

• he finds it very sexy when you talk and swear in your mother language.

• eisuke is multilingual (as its mentioned in the story) so if he doesnt know your mother langauge he would DEFINITELY learn and boy his pronunciation would be so good (thats a perfectionist for you)

• he says he hates bollywood movies because theyre so extra but thats a lie. whenever u play something like ‘kabhi khushi kabhi gham’ or ‘kal ho na ho’ he always watches it with you because he’s intrigued but ALWAYS says ‘this movie is so bad i wonder why you waste time watching this stuff’

• you go around singing bollywood songs or songs in your mother tongue around the penthouse and he just enjoys it so much but he definitely wont say it out loud

• eisuke was FLABBERGASTED when you told him or rather showed him a desi wedding like why is everyone wearing such fancy clothes ??? and he’s even more surprised when he finds out there’s actually three days to a wedding and even more pre wedding events.

• he loves it when you wear mehndi on your hands, he sees mehndi as something that adorns your hand and whenever u apply it, he brings your hand up to his face and smells it because he loves thr scent.

• when you told him about all your family and by that i mean family on your mother’s and father’s side, he has to do a double take because why the fuck do you have SO many cousins? he’s trying to keep up but there’s just so many.

• your parents love him more than you. they literally said it to your face ‘oh my, such a handsome boy, how did you ever end up with our incompetent daughter’ you cannot convince me that this wont happen.

• baba asks you to teach him bhangra and other desi dance steps and you, ota and baba have the time of your life dancing to chammak challo and nach punjaban in the penthouse lounge and eisuke just looks at you like youre comitting a crime

a little something for myself bec im a self indulgent bitch (not exactly a desi headcanon but i wanted to add this)

• every eid you spend with him, he makes sure to spoil you thoroughly. he gives you so much eidi (literally) like he straight up handed you car keys once and went ‘eid mubarak ___, i know you’ve been waiting for your eidi’ and then he just smirks while you think what did you do to deserve so much. he enjoys eid festivities with you and eid ul fitr is his favourite eid.

[beebee18]

Hey babe! I hope you're doing well. I came across your desi bangchan plot and i would like to know if you're open to making a one shot or a series (your choice but I would love it if you could make a smau) after hearing my idea.So here it goes, established relationship where Chan is my Australian Korean boyfriend and I take him to India for Diwali and it's all desi coded. Chan learning a few romantic words in Hindi and then posting stories and stuff. And when I'll post my backless blouse he'll be commenting like "guys I told her it's showing too much skin but she said it's sexy" omg it would be so much fun. Please consider it !!

Hello hello, first off hope you enjoyed the fic.

I don't usually get requests (Because there's no option in my acc) but I'm really glad for the idea and thank you for sending it in. I would be honestly very open to this. Diwali atmosphere would make Chan's first time in India so fairytale and full of love. I've got ideas, I'm Indian so I won't go overboard with details but I'll try make us both happy.

I'll write this as soon as I can and you'll be tagged.(Anyone else wanna be tagged, please tell.)

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This day was so devastating for me, i mean its not a good day! So earlier i received a reply from my story from this picture:

Saying na “you cant still move on with ____, and still got heartbroken kasi may myday sya na may kasama” and i was like, ha? San yung galing i already moved on, ikaw nalang hindi, sabi nya kaya pala lahat ng post mo e parinig sa kanya, kako it’s because its what you’re thinking. Ayun yung pinepertain nyo lagi na everything im doing is associated with my ex fling . I added, baka 10 years na nakakalipas e di pa din kayo nakaka move on.

Nakakasad lang na people will define you based only on their perspective and level of perception, invalidating yung mga past traumas and pains mo. I work hard to earn this e peace that i have right now. Then bigla bigla nalang na lahat associated pa din? I know di dapat ako mag pa apekto pero kasi ang aga aga, ayun ang good morning sayo. Pota then after a while may nag chat sa IG ko. Random followers and i usually reply naman lalo na pag may time heres the chat.

Oo i post sexy pictures, minsan thirst trap sa stories or sa closed friends pero it doesn’t mean i am inviting everyone to talk shit, be rude and to sexualize me. I am not a toy, and i feel disrespected with that. Feels like na ayun ba tingin nila saken, ayun ba yung impression ko sa pagiging kind, confident and open with them. Ang shit lang.

That’s why i post rants earlier about safe space here in the internet, be kind everyone. We don’t know what they suffered to get that peace of mind.

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I can see you: An Instagram Story Chapter 2: Pen's Twenty-eighth Birthday

Penthia Alty felt very uncomfortable. She stares at her reflection in the bathroom mirror as she wears the black dress her best friend since high school brought for her twenty-eight birthday party. A black dress is considered a classy event attire for a night out of town, but this black dress was different. It fit Pen's skin like a glove. The first time Pen tried on this dress, she fell in love with the shape of the dress as she saw the two pieces of fabric hide all the imperfections on her curvy body. However, this knee-length dress brought attention to the one asset that always gets any man's attention: Penthia's bosom. It was one of the things her mother Ebba Athy always liked to 'address' about her youngest daughter since she got her first bra at eleven. If Pen had a relationship with her mother, Ebba would probably tell her, "Show off 'the girls you have instead of always covering them. Perhaps then you can grab a man's attention and settle down." The sneer comments her mother made about her boobs always embarrassed young Pen because Ebba Athy made it sound like Pen should be dressing sexy to get a man to show interest in her, which made it seem like the only good thing her third daughter is good at is being a prostitute. Penthia shot that thought out of her mind as she contemplated wearing this dress tonight. Although Penthia is blessed with the ability to wear size C bras, she isn't like other women who would flaunt them. Pen prefers comfort over beauty, but she had tried.

Throughout the years of trying online dating, Pen had several men come over to ask her out. But by the end of each of her horrible dates, they would admit to the conservative woman that they wanted to see her without clothes on. No matter how many hints they would send her to meet privately, Pen began to ignore their request to talk and had the two best friends make up some excuse for her to leave. After hearing and seeing their attention to her assets, Pen gave up dating altogether, and Erika became her plus-one for every party she attended.

And then there was the one time when a man scared Pen with his attempt to manhandle her in front of Erkia's brother at Cryus' twenty-eight birthday party at Night time club. That was a very terrifying experience.

Luckily for twenty-one-year-old Penthia, Cryus redirected the man by bringing the stranger into a head choke until security removed him from the premises. Still, Pen knew that showing more skin would give men the wrong impression of her being easy to access.

After looking at her reflection for a few more seconds, her hands start fidgeting with the top of her dress while her best friend from confirmation, Eashita Patel- Ash- finishes putting the final touches on her makeup.

"My goodness, Pen! Stop fidging with your dress!" A twenty-six-year-old Hindi woman shouts in frustration.

From hearing Ash's unexpected remark, Pen's shoulders tense up before seeing their eyes widen in shock.

The silence between the two women was difficult because Eashita had heard about Pen's older sisters' taunts. Although Pen was her best friend, Eashita never witnessed their interactions in the Athy's household because Pen always hung out in any place that wasn't her home. According to Erika, Paulina and Patience would always pick on Pen whenever she entered a room. They would yell out words like Pancake Penny or Piggy Penny. There were many times when Pen would call Eashita crying to see if they could hang out, and Eashita always made time for them to hang out.

It was hard for Pen's friends to hear that Pen's family mistreated her while living in London. After years apart from her toxic family, Pen got better while visiting their church's priest for her daily checkup on her mental health.

Today is the first time in three years that Eashita witnessed Penthia having a trigger. The blue of Pen's eyes haze over as she enters a state of her most traumatic memories.

Within seconds, Eashita drops her mascara and repositions herself off the double sink counter before placing her right hand upon Pen's right hand. She then cautiously smiles at Pen as she thinks of a way to bring Pen's mind back from her memories.

"Oh gosh! I am so sorry, Pen! I- I can't get this eyeliner on my left eye."

Eashita confesses before looking at Pen with a 'forgive me please' pout on her face.

Pen comes out of her trauma haze and giggles at Edwina's statement before both ladies start laughing together from the tense environment.

"Don't make me laugh-cry! It was hard enough to make my eyeliner perfect.", Eashita whines.

"I cannot- help it, Ash!" Pen says between fits of giggles.

A few more laughs echo through the small bathroom walls while Eashita and Pen settle the situation before them —Pen's insecurities. Giving each other confidence is what makes part of their friendship perfect.

Pen's body issues from living with her mother and Eashita's failed attempts to rival her big sister Lilavati's huge expectations.

"Ash, can you please help me convince Erika to let me change? I feel so f- uneasy," Pen pleads with her younger friend.

Eashita looks at Pen with a 'no, I can't' expression behind her brown eyes before replying, "Pen, you look phenomenal in this dress! Don't let your insecurities of being bullied get in the way of loving yourself. You got curves galore!"

Pen sighs in defeat while Eashita's dark brown palms cover Pen's broad shoulders.

Eashita stares over at their reflection in the mirror while Pen looks down at her thick fingers.

"Look at yourself in the mirror, Pen. Tell me what you see?" Eashita pleads.

Pen gives a, do I have to, expression while Eashita replies with a, yes stare. Pen then rolls her eyes as she compares herself with Ash's reflection.

Eashita is wearing a gorgeous red dress that gathers together in the center to create a V shape. A dress that both Erika and she helped her pick out last week. Behind Eashita's hour-shaped torso was her luminous long dark brown hair that curled around her tiny butt. Her brown eyes stare at Pen with a smile upon her brown-painted lips while the shiny pink eyeshadow on Edwina's eyes sparkle.

Eashita notices that Pen's eyes are on her reflection rather than her own. So she tries to get her best friend to look at herself by placing her head on Pen's right shoulder.

This tender gesture works because the next thing Pen's eyes look at is the smoky blue and black eyeshadow on her eyelids.

The blue of her eyes pops from behind the fake eyelashes, and the white cat eyeliner brings the whole look together. Pen then looks at her plump lips to see them pop with the ruby-red color lipstick she picked up last week from Rae's beauty shop. The blush around her apple cheeks brings out the pink in her ivory skin while her short hair curls around her oval-shaped face.

Pen knows this isn't why Eashita wanted her to look in the mirror.  So Pen takes a deep breath in and out as she looks down at the lowest V-shaped dress she owns to see her plentiful bosom out for all to see. She then takes in the rest of her body before looking right back up at her reflection to see a confident gaze on her face.

"I look drop-dead gorgeous," Pen whispers.

"Exactly, Pen!" Eashita exclaims before adding in a teasing tone, "Plus, I would kill to have your boobs."

"You and me both." They hear another woman state from the left side of the Jack and Jill bathroom.

Both ladies turn to see a twenty-seven-year-old woman with wavy hair in a half ponytail, simple makeup, a casual dress, and Louie Vaton's high heels beside them.

"Erika Elaine!" Pen shouts in shock, "How did you get into my apartment?"

The woman in question gives a cheeky smile to the ladies while teasing back, "Did you forget that I was your roommate before you got famous and could afford the rent by yourself, Pen? I still have my spare key! By the way, my promise of marriage still stands. Within a heartbeat. I can call the courthouse to make an appointment for our wedding."

Pen's face and neck blush deep red from the compliment while Erika gleams at her best friend.

"Thanks, but not interested," Pen says in one breath. "Plus, I only wrote one story! I didn't think it would sell out within a day!"

"Pen! Don't sell yourself short!" Eashita comments from her left side.

"Your writing is a work of art. And Auntie Steph can't wait to publish your next series."

"Again, I agree. But let us go! The night is young, and I need a stress reliever." Erika yells out in frustration before grabbing Pen's and Eashita's arms.

They were about to exit when Eashita yelled, "Wait! Let us take a shot!"

Erika shouts, "Sure!" as she guides them toward the small table with several mixers that Eashita gifted Pen tonight.

Since Pen wasn't much of a drinker, Erika and Eashita served the birthday girl a Coke rum and a shot of tequila for themselves.

"Here to the best-selling author of Los Angeles! Happy Birthday, Penthia Athena Athy. May she have all of her dreams come true!." Erika exclaims as she toasts with Ash and Pen.

"Here, Here!" Eashita adds on while they all take a shot together.

Pen is about to place her glass shot down when they hear the notification from Instagram. She is about to open her black beaded purse from Burlington, but Erika stops her before she can open the small item in her hands.

"Pen, please tell me that is a guy texting you! And not that traveler guy you have been stalking since you were sixteen. You have been so focused on him since you saw a photo of him when you turned eighteen," Erika begs with pleading brown eyes.

Pen looks at her friend in a, what the heck, E!' glare while Eashita laughs at her reaction.

"I am not stalking him!" Pen shrieks, "I don't know anything about him!"

"Except what he places on his story, right?" Eashita carefully asks.

'Yes, and I still have a screenshot of that picture from when he posted a selfie of himself. But they don't need to know that' Pen thought before exclaiming, "Yes!"

She then pauses to think of what she could say that would not make her creepy. And that is where it hits her. She doesn't know the man behind the Instagram account.

"Both of you know that I don't like knowing anything about someone's life because that is a breach of their privacy. Plus, it makes me uncomfortable when people bring up what they learn about their favorite celebrity online unless it is information about the inspiration behind their work. I don't want to know." Pen explains.

"Pen, you can stop rumbling. It is okay to have a crush on someone you don't know. But don't let it become stalking." Ash warns in a casual tone.

"Wow, it is getting awkward," Erika mumbles as she pours another drink and sips one of the plastic red cups.

Pen brushes off Erika's comment while she clears her throat in annoyance. Both don't look at each other for a moment of silence until Eashita grabs their attention by saying, "Let us not forget why we are here. Come on, Pen! It is time to party!"

Pen smiles at Eashita from the change of topic as she sees her friend give her the right arm for Pen to hold.

"Yes, let us go!" Pen agrees before holding onto Eashita Patel's arm.

That's 80s Bar in Montclair, which is the only place Erika could get Pen to agree to go for her birthday since she isn't a fan of bars. So that is where they arrive at ten o'clock.

There is a lot of space for cars to park, but since they took Uber over, there wasn't much of a hassle.

The three women walk confidently into the bar to see the place is crowded, and a live band playing Every Breath You Take by the Police.

Erika and Eashita begin the celebrations by getting drinks for the birthday girl while Pen goes through the motions: dancing with the two Es, getting drinks from the bar, and getting lost in the cranberries' music.

Several men approached her tonight to see if they could spend time with her, but she wasn't in the mood to dance with a stranger. That is until she spotted what she thought was a man with curly brown hair, light brown white skin, and navy blue eyes wearing black Tom's shoes, Levis, and a black shirt.

'There is no way he is here!" Pen thought from her side view while her buzzed eyes looked over at the man sitting in front of the L-shaped bar.

Pen's heart starts racy fast as her eyes confirm her suspicions.

Yup, that is Rowan Colin Bazinson. Pen thought as she kept her eyes on him.

Pen decides to close her eyes for a second to gather the courage from the alcohol inside her system to approach him. But when she opens her eyes again.

He was gone. 

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