Chapter 15

"What?" Miran asks when he gets to him.

"You’re, girl."

Miran looks back at her and notices she has removed the jacket. His eyes widen slightly.

"Just let me be," she whispers to him.

"I am, of course," He led her to the VIP section and sat in a chair. Kim looks at him. She forces a smile and sits close to him.

Hours later, she becomes tired. Kim sat sipping her drink while he talked with his friends. Most of their conversations were in Arabic. Kim stared at him. She had forgotten Miran smokes. He didn't even care and smoked close to her.

"I wanna dance," She whispers to him. Miran smirks at her.

"Okay," he says, holding his vape in his hand. She raises her eyebrows and heads to the dance floor.

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A few minutes later

"I wanna go home," she sits beside him.

He could tell she was frustrated. She had gone to the dance floor for him, but he didn&