Love Worth Fighting For

Chapter 19: Dance party

Finally the dance party started, the girls who had decorated themselves like royalty looked perfect. There is not the slightest lack of them, from head to toe perfect. Unlike the beautiful girls in the room, Suri was the only person who was impatiently waiting for everything to be over. Fake laughs, fake friendliness and fake smiles from those people made Suri sick.

“Mira...”

Suri who was leaning on the pole ignored the call that was shown to her, firstly because she felt that the name was not her name, secondly because she was tired of arguing with the owner of the voice she knew very well.

“Mira.” Areez repeated his call to Suri patiently.

Suri turned her face to the ceiling with her eyes closed trying to get rid of the lump of emotion that had gathered in her throat before finally turning her body backwards, towards Areez.

“What?”

Areez smiled, a smile that made him look even more handsome. “Tonight is our turn to dance in front of everyone, as hosts we have to...”

.....

“We? You are the host while I am only a prisoner, so don’t say the wrong word.” Rough and curt, that was Suri’s way of interrupting Areez’s gentle yet dignified words.

As usual, Areez just smiled a little when he got the answer he didn’t want from Suri. “I hope you haven’t forgotten the moves I taught you a month ago.”

Suri turned her face the other way, showing how much she didn’t like what Areez had just said.

“I knew you wouldn’t let me down, Mira.”

“Suri!!!”

Areez pursed her lips, without another word she walked slowly past Suri towards the hall where about sixty people were already waiting for her. Areez’s two loyal bodyguards bowed softly to Suri as they walked past, not only the maids who treated Suri with respect. Men with martial arts abilities and other skills also have the same respect for Suri.

The sound of a spoon hitting a glass was heard, signaling that the dance was about to begin. Suri, who even though she hated the dance so much, finally stepped into the hall after Areez. Suri returned to the dance that she hated so much it wasn’t because of Areez, she did it because she didn’t want to make people think bad things about her. When in fact such a thing would definitely not happen, who is the person who has the guts to vilify the Areez woman? Of course not. But Suri, who doesn’t know about people’s judgments about her beside Areez, tries to maintain her own good name, being raised by a dignified family makes Suri have an elegance that other girls don’t have.

“Tonight will be the last night of our annual dance party, I hope you all enjoy tonight’s event and hopefully in the years to come we will have more members.” Areez’s voice boomed in the hall that had been converted into a dance floor, even though she didn’t see the faces of the girls in the room directly, Suri could tell that they must be giving Areez a look full of admiration.

“With this, the official event begins, please look for your respective partners to enjoy the music,” Areez said again as he raised his crystal glass into the air which was followed by everyone in the place, of course except for Suri. Suri’s resistance to alcohol is very bad and Christian is the mastermind behind all of this, since Suri was a teenager, Christian always advised everyone not to let Suri enjoy alcohol for any reason.

After everyone started to dissolve in the romantic music played by a pianist who was on the rise in New Zealand, Areez stepped closer to where Suri was standing.

“May I?”

Suri, who was already lazy with all Areez’s madness, immediately stretched out her left hand to Areez who was asking her to dance, as soon as she managed to hold Suri’s curly fingers, Areez quickly brought Suri to the dance floor. The arrival of the host and his partner in the middle of the dance floor managed to make all guests stop dancing, they gave the host time to enjoy the first dance for five minutes before finally dancing again.

“Apparently you still remember the movement well,” Areez said softly, praising Suri sincerely.

Suri rolled her eyes. “Don’t talk to me!”

Areez pursed her lips. “I’m dancing with you, if I’m not talking to you then who should I talk to?”

“Anyone but me.”

“Oh Mira...”

“Suri, once again you call me by a name that is not my name then don’t blame me if you will make you suffer,” threatened Suri seriously.

“Making me suffer? Wow... this is the first time I’ve heard such a sentence, ok because I’m already very curious so I want you to make me suffer,” Areez said slowly, giving Suri permission to hurt her.

Suri didn’t do anything, she was still silent without taking her hateful gaze from Areez who had both arms wrapped around her body and Suri was dreaming of breaking both hands immediately even though it wouldn’t be possible considering the guards around Areez almost every day.

“So how? Why haven’t you done what you said earlier, Mi...”

“Yo Areez!”

Calls from Aldrich, the youngest son of the Australian prime minister who became Areez’s best friend, managed to stop Areez’s words.

Suri, who was preparing to launch her action, had to restrain herself.

“Hi Mira,” said Aldrich politely to Suri, in addition to the servants and people at Areez Academy also introduced the only friend he had by the name of Mira.

Suri nodded her head slowly in response to Aldrich’s polite greeting.

“Can I borrow Areez for a moment?” asked Aldrich back to Suri.

“Sure,” Suri answered quickly, as quickly as the movement of her hand pushed Areez away from her.

Areez, who was not ready, almost fell when Suri pushed him. Although Suri’s strength wasn’t great, it shocked Areez enough to almost touch the cold, hard granite floor if Aldrich didn’t hold her back straight away.

“Wow...it seems I’ve angered your limited edition Felis Nigripes, Areez,” Aldrich teased quietly, but Suri could still hear him clearly. “Are you guys fighting?”

Areez straightened his clothes with a smile that had disappeared from his face moments ago. “There’s no way we could fight, we’re fine.”

Aldrich narrowed one eye. “I’m not a kid you fool easily, damn it.”

“If you don’t believe me, try asking Mira yourself,” Areez said softly.

Suri’s hands immediately clenched into fists when Areez again called her by the name Mira, if there wasn’t Aldrich among them, Suri might have hit Areez right now.

Like an obedient student, Aldrich immediately turned his gaze to Suri whose face was already red.

“What Areez said is true, Mira?”