Daryn Silver was like a Sun to so many in the society – both men and women. People orbited around this man. He had a string of lovers who were burnt by his closeness. They craved for his passion. Ever since Maya came into his life, they secretly admired him for far and distanced themselves. They acted cold but if given a chance they would warm up to him anytime. And many such women were present in the party. However, as of now, a girl in midnight blue dress was his Sun and currently he was farthest away from his Sun.
As if in a trance, Daryn walked towards her with a glass in his hand, with every step that he took it was as if he was about to get sucked in the brightness of the star. He was like Icarus to his Sun – wanting to melt in her heat even if that meant losing his life. No one existed at that moment of time.
