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Chapter 10

"How dare you touch my daughter! Get your filthy hands off her! I never want to see anywhere near her again!"

"Just hear me out. I don't intent to take advantage of her. I love her! I want to marry her!"

"WHAT!? Get out of here NOW!"

Yeah, this wasn't a conversation between Paul and Millie's father but between Preety's father and boyfriend. The party had been going great. Everybody was having a smashing time. Millie thanked heavens her efforts were appreciated and everybody from the reservation and her relatives were having a nice time. And Paul...He was sex on legs baby. He looked freaking awesome. Millie didn't understand why but Paul looked at her like she was a goddess and continued to do so throughout the party. Didn't matter whether she was passing drinks around or talking to someone or dancing, he didn't take his eyes of her. She was flattered.

Paul took in Millie's appearance and he was done. He didn't know anybody covered from head to toe could incite desire in him. But she did. His Millie did. She was wearing some traditional Indian wear. It was a light peach colored flared gown thingy with embroidery and sparky stones on the chest and a stole on her left shoulder, she appeared to be wearing satiny tights too. She was fully covered and yet she excited him in a way that only she could. And he couldn't help but notice how she kept glancing in his direction. Didn't matter what she was doing, passing drinks or talking or dancing. And man, she danced like an enchantress! There were mostly some spunky bollywood numbers with a great thumping beat. She moved with such grace even while doing some hip shaking and wriggling her chest moves. She didn't look cheap or slutty as opposed to her Aunt Vinita or Vinni as she liked to be called. Man that woman was something else and Paul could understand Millie's dislike of her. When the pack had come in together they saw her running around frantically shouting, "where are my jugs, where are my jugs?" when her own jugs were swinging disgustingly. She was one of those women whose chest seemed to touch their belly buttons. It was not a pretty sight. But the party, the food was awesome. But good things don't last.

And suddenly all hell had broken loose. Pretty's dad had caught her and her boyfriend getting jiggy in the store room of the hall. He looked like he wanted to claw his eyes out. Needless to say Preety was crying maniacally and seemed to be a permanent shade of red as her father dragged them both out after they had dressed and creating a scene right then and there. After the booming noise of music had died down to investigate the commotion going on, his voice could be heard for miles. His eyes bulged and his wife tried unsuccessfully to get him to calm down saying he'd have a heart attack. Millie was dragged in too when she got in between Preety and her aunt who was trying to slap her.

Paul was worried about her but she had gestured to let him know she was fine and then her father had suggested that the party was over and everyone started heading home. Paul was dragged by his brothers but he knew he would just listen in from the woods. At least her parents seemed slightly calmer. It was her dad who prevented Millie's uncle from killing the poor guy then and there and suggested they should go home and talk about it. Thankfully her sister wasn't too put out when her daughter's party went down hill but then everybody was gobsmacked with what was going down even the little girl was staring at everyone.

Paul could hear Preety's father begin screaming immediately after getting home. He wanted the boyfriend gone but Millie's dad suggested they all sit down and chat but they sent the kids away meaning Millie, her siblings and Preety were not a part of the conversation.

Paul heard his imprint trying to calm Preety down who seemed to be puking now probably from a dry throat. Sometime later he could make out that the girls had slept. They had a tiring week not to mention this day alone was too much. Soon he saw the boyfriend come out with Millie's father. They seemed to be talking calmly while Preety's dad glared from the doorway but seemed much calmer. Boyfriend and Millie's dad shook hands before he drove off.

Paul knew things had settled down then and he left to get some rest as well. He sighed thinking about how he wanted all this crap to blow over so he could finally take Millie out on their date.

He knew his imprint would not leave her cousin to deal with all this drama alone. And he understood that but he was ready to spend some alone time with her. It had already been more than two weeks since he had imprinted and he had yet to touch her intimately. For fuck's sake they hadn't even kissed! Not even a peck on the cheek! and they were supposed to be starting a relationship. But he felt it was a good idea to take things slow. To make her feel that he cared for her and she wasn't just some booty call. Yeah, it wasn't his normal way of doing things but for her he would do it. It felt good to actually go about things the right way. Her father seemed like an easy going and understanding guy but he was sure he would see a different side of him if he hurt Millie even by mistake. No. He would wait. Do things right and ignore his blue balls.