Raiesha's pov.

I stared at him, his back was facing me as he took off the white vest and went to dance sipping the diet coke, I was shocked seeing him not touching the alcohol.

The tattoo on his back shine while my breath hitched, control Raiesha.

"Hey beauty, do I have the honour to dance with you" I heard another voice and turned, He was decent looking boy, and with his accent and by the looks he doesn't seems Indian.

I was about to deny but my gaze fell in Mihir who was already staring at us "Why not" I placed my hand on his, smiling at him as...