Zain shook his head as he made his way to the street corner. Even with the shake, he couldn't dislodge the lightheaded-ness that had come over him. There was something about that girl. He didn't have more time to think about it though as a classy black car pulled up to the curb in front of him. He hopped in the passenger side without even looking at his driver to acknowledge his presence.

they drove back to the grand house Zain had inherited and he immediately took a shower to finally wash the day away. He wasn't sure if he was looking forward to visiting that girl...his file said her name was Miki...again or not. Maybe he would go tomorrow. He didn't have any other pressing matters to attend to and only so many days could be spent passed out drunk. tonight was going to be one of those night though. He relaxed on a couch and sent a mass text to his contacts--'party tonight'. It was going to be a good night indeed.