Aha! How about a perfect getaway.. A break from all these problems. A break to rejuvenate the soul and mind. A break that may lead her to new love which will be truly hers. Wait! Love! This getaway was to get her away from love. She will stay away from this miserable love or anything that deals with love. She started thinking about places she wanted to go. Voila ! She found it. South of France was a perfect getaway.
It had always been her secret desire during her teenage years to visit South of France. However she never got opportunity to fulfill this dream. But it was perfect opportunity now. So the next day she got the tickets booked to Nice (city located in South of France. She reached Nice after approximately six hours of travel on a normal Saturday.
It had always been her secret desire during her teenage years to visit South of France. However she never got opportunity to fulfill this dream. But it was perfect opportunity now. So the next day she got the tickets booked to Nice (city located in South of France. She reached Nice after approximately six hours of travel on a normal Saturday.
The drive from the airport to the hotel was mesmerizing one. She didn't change and left her backpack in the room. The excitement to check out the new place had made her not sit down for even one second.She had walked around the place with small piece of map.
She finally rested herself at small cafe located at the beach. A man sitting across her was staring at her for quite some time. He looked too good to be bad boy. Maybe his good boy looks had charmed many ladies into his trap. His short crop brown hair and smoking hot grey eyes were enough to make any woman fall for him at one glance. His broad chest ,chiseled arms and six pack abs made him desirable man amongst the men in this popular city. He observed his next target with great interest.
He walked towards her with his usual method of flirting with her. He was sure that she would never say no to him. " Salut , je suis francois Augustin Bellamy", he said. She looked at him with startled expression. He quickly translated her, " I am sorry. You look French to me. I am Francois Augustin Bellamy." " Hi, I am Hannah", she said. " You travel alone? ", he asked in his french accent, trying hard to speak in English.
She went in deep thought. Should I believe this stranger? What if he was a kidnapper? She quickly got up from her seat and walked away. He simply stood staring at her. He had never been rebuffed by a lady. But she was some strange woman he had met. This didn't stop him to pursue her harder.
She finally rested herself at small cafe located at the beach. A man sitting across her was staring at her for quite some time. He looked too good to be bad boy. Maybe his good boy looks had charmed many ladies into his trap. His short crop brown hair and smoking hot grey eyes were enough to make any woman fall for him at one glance. His broad chest ,chiseled arms and six pack abs made him desirable man amongst the men in this popular city. He observed his next target with great interest.
He walked towards her with his usual method of flirting with her. He was sure that she would never say no to him. " Salut , je suis francois Augustin Bellamy", he said. She looked at him with startled expression. He quickly translated her, " I am sorry. You look French to me. I am Francois Augustin Bellamy." " Hi, I am Hannah", she said. " You travel alone? ", he asked in his french accent, trying hard to speak in English.
She went in deep thought. Should I believe this stranger? What if he was a kidnapper? She quickly got up from her seat and walked away. He simply stood staring at her. He had never been rebuffed by a lady. But she was some strange woman he had met. This didn't stop him to pursue her harder.
(To be continued)
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