*Chapter One*
"Oh god! Why you always make me cried!" Oliva cried her heart out as she finally finished the novel of her best friend. She was surrounded by tissue, her bed's mattress was messy, she sniffed,"Fucker! Don't you know about 'Happy ending'?!" she threw her pillow on her best friend who was sitting on her chair.
"Can you stop being over dramatic just for one day?" Kyro growled as he ran his hand through his curly-Sexy hair. His biceps flexed as he moved his hand.
Oliva gave him a 'Fuck you' look,"You will gonna killed by me one day!" she decleared. Kyro chuckled, and his expression became amazed,"With that five foot four inch height?" He arched his eyebrows.
She pinched her bridge of nose,"Bastard!" she cursed. Kyro just chuckled and stood up, Oliva looked up as Kyro's tall frame exposed. His light pink formal shirt shined as the sun beam rushed in the room. He wore his beautiful round specs and his golden-Fair skin was giving him a 'Oh-So-Masculine' look.
Every girl would fall for him. Oliva 'did' the same. But as the time passed, they became so close friends rather than a couple. Kyro never shared something romantic with her. As he was obsessed with being the 'Other Man' in everyone's life.
His charm never failed to made a space in any girl's life without not giving so much effort. But he never choose to cross the line. He was twenty four years old but still didn't dated 'that' much.
The significance of 'that' much means, if someone saw his life back then he dated two girls. First one just was a online flirtationship with whom he broke up after dated three months (but they never saw or met face to face). Second one when he was around seventeen, he dated a girl whom he met during some course of study but after One week of dating he also broke up with her.
Because according to our 'Author' Kyro, people date for be happy and find love. But that relationship was giving him tension. He never understand how people fell in love so quickly and don't think about other things?
That's why our Kyro choose to stay single despite being Six foot tall, Greek god like body, ethereal curly hair with messily but stylishly covered his forehead and ears, and as a vampire like sharp teeth.
He stepped near the bed and sat on it. He smiled and asked,"How was that?" he asked Oliva about his exclusively published new novel.
She looked at the book, her expression turned into awful,"Amazing as always. I always wonder how you create this much heart touching stories." she gave her a 'I could die for it' look.
He chuckled,"Talent." he winked. She hitted him with the pillow again,"Don't flirt with me bloody author!"
"Okay!"
When he was Nineteen, he choose to be a author. As it was his passion creating stories, make people crazy for art. Stories is actually 'Art'. Because of his unique stories, a big publication accepted his work. And he came a established author in paris.
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"Women only can feel the pain of being men when they give birth. That is the only time ever in their life. Why we need feminism when we're feeding them, giving them shelter.. Hahaha.. " Mechael started to laugh as he sat on the couch. He was visiting his sister's home. He cracked a joke more like he expressed his inner feelings. Andrew (his sister's husband) just nodded looking at the ground.
"I heard Somi is doing job? When she is getting married? She's a girl for sake." Mechael tsked, 'What happen to this society' expression flashed on his face.
Suddenly a girl who was wearing blue long gown, reven long hair, pretty face. She was not less than Snow White! She, herself was a snow White, was caming from upstairs.
Looking stunning and soft and calm but she wasn't calm atleast we can't even use that word for her.
"My marriage is my business, Uncle Mechael~" She climbed down from the stairs and said in her so called suger coated tone.
"When did you come, uncle?" She forced a smile. Uncle Mechael nervously chuckled and said,"Just few minutes ago. H-how are you Somi?"
"Good." She moved her gaze towards her father,"Where is mom?" Andrew, being nervous said,"She is in kitchen."
She pressed her lips together and nodded,"Do you know how to cook, uncle?" she asked. At the moment Andrew knew, they fucked up.
"Huh?"
"I asked if you know cooking." Somi repeated with a anonymous expression. He chuckled and said,"I don't need to know about those works. Your unty does that."
"Then what pain your talking about few minutes ago." She finally expressed her frustration. Uncle raised his eyebrows,"I provide for us." his tone sounded somewhat stern.
"Every month we bare pain, every country you treated like a trush. Since the birth we taunted. We can't go out, can't wear as we want, can't eat, can't rest, can't choose what is for us. Just to make sure, you" She pointed finger at Mechael,"You, men don't raise a finger towards us. We're not safe from men. And you're asking why we need 'equality'?" She gave him a 'If you say anything more, I will kill you' glare.
Mechael frowned a little but chuckled,"Andrew, your daughter still is child - " before he finished,"Child is your wife, Patriarchy Dump! You change your pad everyday? That's why you feel pain?" She smirked.
Andrew swallowed knowing her daughter very well. He used to scold her for talking like this. But she never listened to him. She was rational, mature. He himself scolded her until his own sister's 'brutal' death. That only eighteen years old Somi blamed him for not listening to her sister.
They were actually asian but migraine to France. And their family was somewhat men oriented. But Somi was different. She always was rational. She don't support any illogical rules.
Mechael too stunned to speak, he looked at Andrew, expecting him to raise his voice but he didn't. He shifted uncomfortably, cleared his throat,"Watch your mouth--" again before he could finish his sentence,"Watch your choosen sentence, uncle Mechael." She leaved not room for argument.
"Dad, I'm going out. To a party." She stated and went out of their.
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"What? You really say that on his face?! Oh god." Simfloni face palmed as she couldn't hold her laughter back. She couldn't believe her best friend could be this much straight forward.
"So what? Huh? That bitch deserved more!" Somi in a regal voice. She was literally marching. Simfloni chuckled and walked fast to match Somi's speed.
Her black glittering gown shined by the twilight of the Paris. Her blonde Rupanzel like hair wiggled in air. She looked at Somi with her blue eyes,"Then you should've punch him." her glossy lips showed a wickedly grin.
Somi rolled her eyes,"Leave that. Now tell me how many people gonna come come on Gabriel's party?" She asked, indifference flickered in her voice.
They were actually heading to a party of one of their friend, Gabriel. It was actually his welcome party as he just completed his study and came back from America. He was actually richest friend among their friend circle. They were going at Seine rivers bank, Le Colife.
Their friend was throwing party there.
"Well, Many of his friends." Simfloni dragged her words as she looked at sky, clearly wanting say,'Matter of time'. Suddenly a thought came in his mind, she mischievously smile, "Let's see if we can find a boy for you there..."
Fold appeared on Somi's nose as she gave her a 'Are you FUCKING serious?' disgusting look. Simfloni bursted out of laughter.
Soon, They reached at the Le Calife. It was actually a restaurant which was on a boat. It was famous for it's riverside view. Which was extremely perfect for romance.
When Somi looked around the restaurant, she found it so beautiful. It's not that it was her first time coming here, but still. Cinematic view was actually her favorite sites.
"Shit! That Bastard literally rented the whole Calife!" Simfloni whispered against Somi's ears.
The restaurant was un doubtingly pretty.

Gabriel's voice came from far, they both looked at direction. They found him at the lastest table. They guessed maybe their other friend was their too.
They reached at the table. Found all of their friend was there. They took a sit.
Gabriel's younger sister Oliva spoke up,"Hey! It's been a long! Somi." She became suddenly.
"Yeah. It's been so long." Her eyes moved to Oliva's beside. That was actually a corner side. There was a boy was sitting, whom she found 'Beautiful'?
She ignored, and said,"Hey, Oliva please this time also provide a copy of Kyro's new novel." she leaned forward sightly jumpingly, curiosity flashed on her face.
Meanwhile Kyro, himself was sitting besides Oliva, looked up sightly as the topic rose up. Oliva internally laughed,"Of course... Somi."
"Don't start here. It's a damn party, Somi." Gebriel whined who was talking with others all this time. Somi chuckled,"Okay."
"Who is that handsome?" Simfloni unable to supress her eyes from Kyro who just swallowed but didn't looked at her.
Oliva chuckled,"Ky... Uh! I mean Kai. Yeah. He is Kai. My best friend." She chuckled nervously. Kyro gave her a 'I will kill you' glare silently.
"This bitch will reveal my secret one day!" He screamed mentally.
"Ohh... I see." Simfloni nodded. Somi's eyes on him for few times too. But she didn't explored that much. She continued to chit chat with other friends.
"You're really pretty, Kai." Simfloni teased him. Who just looked at her than again focus on eating after giving her a nod.
"Are you mute?"
Kyro chocked his food at Simfloni's words. He slapped his chest for few times,"No ma'am." he gently said before drinking water. This time everyone's attention came on them.
"Stop it, Sim! He is new with us." Somi scolder her. While everyone laughed,"He always been this much calm."
Oliva rolled her eyes. She knew who the Kyro was.
"But he is too quite. He is pretty, tall, handsome. He should be charming as well." Simfloni shrugged. Somi sighed and shake her head. Oliva laughed.
"Are you perhaps interested in me? If yes then my answer would be big NO. N.O" He let his frustrated self took the control.
'Woooo' everyone amazed by the sudden sass. Somi this time chuckled. Kyro's eyes landed on Somi. She was gorgeous?
"Well, I underestimated you." Simfloni up her hands in surrender. Everyone started to laugh.
It's been a hour, everyone was talking singing and dancing. Meanwhile Somi here, alone was standing at the edge of boat. Admiring the view of Seine river. That day was a full moon day. Cities and Moon's mixed light flickering on the river.
Suddenly her phone slipped from her hand. It was about to fall but suddenly someone grabbed the phone with his long hand. It was like a wind gusts.
Somi looked at the person who's shoulder was touching to her.
It was Kyro.
He straighten up. He was taller than Somi who was Five foot five inches. She looked up. Because she had to in front of a tall man.
"Here." He forwarded his hand to give her phone. She was somewhat stunned, but managed to gave him a smile,"Oh! Thanks, Mmmm.. Kai?" she asked.
Kyro gulped but nodded,"Y-yes." He paused a little than spoke up,"If you really want Kyro's novel special editions then you can contacted with me. Actually I'm his friend." He didn't knew why he lied. But he let his urge to take over.
Her eyes shined at the mention of her favorite author's book's special edition and the more fascinating part was, she found someone who was close to her favorite author (Unknowing the truth, of course).
She immediately replied,"Your number?"