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••|3rd in Arranged Series|•• Can be read as a standalone I always found myself getting mesmerized by him. And today was no different. As I came into the corridor leading to the swimming pool with his favorite fresh orange juice, I was stunned by the sight in front of me. Stun was perhaps a small word. I was shocked, surprised, dazed, hypnotized, and bewitched by it. Did I do something really good in a while? Maybe Allah sometimes gives you a ton even without that. My prayers, my fascination, my mind had always been filled with him. No doubt, I got lucky enough to behold this scene. My blood got frozen in my veins as it couldn't even bring a blush on my cheeks. I was in an enchantment. He just did a butterfly stroke and the way his beautiful and muscular back contrasted with the blue water, made my jaw drop. He finally got done with his daily swimming time and came out of the water. His wet hair was stuck to his scalp and forehead and the water was dribbling through his hair, eyelids, and attractive beard. My breath got stuck in my throat when he swept his hair away by his veiny hands. God, this was too much. When he stood up, his bare, sturdy, and muscular chest was all I could see. He grabbed the towel and dried his body with it. When he reached near me, I was mum. He was just in his swimming shorts, looking so handsome, and in his full glory was my weak point. "Earth to, Glasses." He snapped his fingers in front of her face. "I know I am a sight to behold but your eyes might get tired like this." The blood finally started moving again. A flush soon crept on her cheeks as he took the glass of juice from her which made his fingers to brush against her hand. I was doomed. That was for sure. Start Date: 04.03.2024 Ongoing
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