Desire -2-
"Fear and desire…two sides of the same coin..."
She tried
to push him back…
Her hands
on his shoulders…she pushed…
She pushed
him away…but he doesn’t move an inch…she tried to talk…
-shhh…better…be
quiet…
He said
pushing her with him out of the room…to the pool side…leaving the box on the
bed…
From
outside and in a dark corner…they could see Anjeli…taking the box…looking by
her eyes for khushi here and there in the room and then she gets out…calling her
name…
Khushi
could see her friend but she couldn’t call for her help…his masculine, warm
hand is on her mouth…stopping all sounds she could make…
Even if all
this was awkward…she wasn’t scared…
He’s not
scaring her…
His eyes
filling of desire were familiar to her…they are so close to her now…but this
wouldn’t scare her a bit…
She felt
his other hand on her tummy blocking, pinning…forcing her against the wall…
She
knows…that the time has come…a moment that he couldn’t stay away from her
anymore…
It’s been
so long…
She knew…he
was fighting…he’s fighting the same attraction…
The same
attraction she fought…
Eyes to
eyes…
Some
seconds are spent like that…just looking at each other eyes….
-you know
very well that your presence in this house is inacceptable!
He said
taking away his hand…
If he
wanted always to start a world war 3 along with their cold war…then…she is in…
-but I
didn’t come to this house without an invitation…
-but you
could refuse that invitation knowing very well that I won’t you to be here!
-but I’m
not here for you!
-and I own
this place!
-you think
I care!...i’m here for my friend!
-and your
friend is my sister!
-so?
-I never
want to Anjeli to have a friend like you!
-a middle
class girl? Poor? Greedy? Arriviste? ….those are the words you used to describe
me…in your mind!
-you
guessed right!
-a middle
class girl could be smart also to guess it right!
- and could
do anything for money!
-leave me!...leave
me, now!
She said
pushing his hand aggressively…but with the same power, her body gets crushed on
his hard one the more instead…
-I don’t
know why you’re doing all this while you think so cheap of me!
She said
challenging him…
That
powerful on her was too much for him…maybe that’s why he couldn’t resist her…and
that’s why he wants to break her pride…her arrogance…she thought she has it all
and she’s perfect…and that No one deserve her…
They have
maybe same character but she was way more patient than him…so
understanding…so…so…so…many things that…he can’t be!
So…he has
to use this way with her…because maybe also he hates her being like that but
couldn’t get away from her…same time…
He’s not
sure…
He hates
her because of this….because he’s not sure with her…he’d never been sure…
But he was
sure she is with him…in his arms…and he wanted it this way only!
He holds
her more to him…she could fight with that…he’s feeling her whole being pushing
him away but he was the one who always win, no matter the awesomeness of his rival…
He carried
her…
To the door
of the parking…
From
behind, he has his second car like waiting for them…
-No…
She
murmured…seeing where they are…
-No…
Little bit
lower…reading his mind…
-No!
She shouted…when
she was in the car chair…but the sound of the door of the car closed hides the
sound of her shouting “NO”…
In a
second, he was with her in the car sit…she tried to open her door…but she’s so naïve…
it was so late…he blocked all…
-what are
you planning to do?...are you crazy! You…are insane and you are…a sick person!
She said
looking at him: he’s all amused while he starts driving his black MASERATI…
She starts
forcing the door…but gave up immediately as he was driving so fast,
now…accelerating the more…
-put the
seatbelt!
-seatbelt
my foot! …stop, right now!
She said
out loud…
-wooow…I’m
impressed!....call Anjeli and tell her…that you returned back to your home!
-No way!
-fine
then…let her call the police station…announcing that her dear friend is missed!
-why you’re
behaving like this?
-just call
her!
He said
focusing only on the road…
-because
you know that I’m alone and I have no one to protect me, right?
-again: you
got it…right!
-you better
drive back to home!...where we goanna go?
-call
Anjeli!...
-no!
With her
No…the car gets stop all of a sudden…making Khushi’s all scared…all shivering…she
looked at him…
-call her!
Khushi
looks at him…she has no phone…
But…her
phone was with him…as he shows it to her…
She took it
and does as he said: lied at her friend that she was feeling little not well
and she had to come back to her home…
-switch it
off for now!
He said
while he starts driving anew…
-why?
She asked
him…
-where we
goanna go?
She looked
all around…
It was dark
outside and she couldn’t even know in which place they are…
With all
this…she still could trust him…he wouldn’t do anything to harm her…she starts
calming herself…
She could
feel that all what he wants is her…and he’s planning to get her but his way….
Even if
she’s crying silently now…it was normal because she doesn’t have any idea about
what he’s up to do …
But inside
her…she could feel that she’s with him…
The one she
always dreamed of…
Isn’t it?
If she
stopped being all proud she could see the truth…
That she is
totally like him…
He drove
for so long…
That she
fall asleep…
He looks
and sees her…sleeping…he’s mesmerized … her beauty…her hair…her pure milky skin…but
seems like the atmosphere is little cold…her nose was red…from coldness…she’s
wearing only that tight net saree…
Arnav stops
the car for a second just to cover her with his black Armani coat…
He makes the
chair more comfortable for her…
After two
hours …they reach the destination: his house in Agra…actually it’s his parental
house…so special to him…
He loved
this place…this simple house…with this simple garden…
Simple in
Raizada dictionary was something behind the imagination…
The house
wasn’t a mansion but it has magic, beauty and mystery…
He looks at
her…
She’s
sleeping peacefully…
Still not
awake that he actually kind of …
he actually
Kidnap her…
He takes
again her phone to make sure it’s switch off…puts it in the pocket of his
pants…
He’s
feeling that he’s so strange…he’s shocking himself…but he’s not regretting…
He doesn’t
plan to take her along with him but he was planning about coming here to spend
some days…all alone in this place…
He loved to
be alone…
But a guest
like her is the most welcomed…In his dark world…
Arnav
carried her again…
The door
gets opened by an old man:
-welcome
sir…
-hey! Om Prakash!
The man
immediately pulled back making some space for Arnav to enter with Khushi…
Arnav
enters with her to the nearby room…and get out again to see OP…waiting for his
orders…
-sir…
Arnav looks
to see the house freshly clean and perfectly kept…
-thanks …but
you could take a leave for now…I will call when I need you!
The man
nodded…and then left within seconds…
He needs to
see all clean and in order…
He looks
all around…remembers to park his car inside the garage…
And went
outside…
***
Khushi is
still sleeping…in the warm of his coat and scent…she was sleeping like a child…
He comes to
see that she still comfortably lost in her sleep…
Why he brings her here…
He knew he’s
devil but…he couldn’t imagine he would force her to come with him to make her
lay in this bed…which is his bed…
His eyes
fall in her feet…he could see that the heels she was wearing are making her
uncomfortable…he took one off…
Dear God!
Girls are
sometimes sadistic towards themselves…
Why she
should wear those stilettos...she hurts her feet…he took off one of them…the
foot is not only red but her toes are almost bleeding…
But he
knows why she wears them…
To make him
insane…he looks at the other foot…
She wanted
to be sexy…no doubt…she never wear those before…and he never saw sexier foot in
his whole life till now…he doesn’t imagine that those feet will affect him like
that and he was angry now to feel that…and so…he took off the second one aggressively
that she opens her eyes in a out loud moan:
-ahhh…
Her little
toe was bleeding…
She gasped…discovering
she was in a strange room…
She gets up
to sit in the bed…
Discovering
that her feet are both on his lap…
She shivered
wanting to stand up…
His both
hands catch her ankles…
But she
starts fighting to escape…his embrace in her anklets get the more aggressive…that
she’s feeling that her payals are sinking in her skin…and she looks at him with
a hurt expression…
-leave me…you’re
hurting me…leave me…leave…
Her hands
on his hands…she tried to push them…
-please…why
you’re doing this to me!
-calm down
and I will calm down!
He said
with an ordered tone…
She gave up…tears
filling her eyes….
She looks
at him…breathing heavily due to the shock and the pain…
His fingers
touch her little bleeding toe…her whole body vibrated as it was so damn painful…
-ouchhh…ahhhyhh…
She moans
painfully…
His heart
melts…and he looks at her with the same painful expression…
He has her
blood on his fingers…he looks at it…she could see his face turned yellow…
And then
with his impatient temper…he took out his hanky and looks here and there…he
gets up all nervous…looking here and there for something…to stop the blood…
He remembers
: cold water will ease it and clean the wound…
He lifted
all of her…
Carrying
her is a game…he could do it any moment…
****
He’s not a
doctor…but he has more skills in this than she imagined…
The moment
he finish banding her wound…
He looks at
her feet…and then at her…
He looks at
her that look which could make the strongest woman all weak…
His only
gaze has the effect of a shotgun…goes right in the heart…
-wearing
stilettos is not possible for everyone!... you’re not a model to wear this
kind of shoes…you’re just…
-a middle
class girl…so? What do you want? Is that also one of your business? what I wear and what I don’t wear? The government
hires you as the responsible number one of what middle class girls wear? …when
you goanna understand that your opinion on me…actually…doesn’t interest me!
She said in
one go…forgetting that she’s not only in his bed…alone in some strange house…but
also…she has her saree which is pulled up to her knees…all her legs are
accessible to him and his foot are right on his laps…she wiggles her feet in
all senses to that she could pull back and her right feet has by mistake hit
something she shouldn’t touch…she felt something…she wasn’t that innocent…with
him…she’s not innocent at all…she knows what’s her effect on him…
He knows
that she knows now…
All was
revealed even if he orders her to stop this, immediately…using his authoritative
voice…using his dominant touch…with his two hands, he holds her legs and
pulling her like that…he makes her lay in the bed…
-sleep!
He orders …
-I want you
to drive me back to my apartment!
She said …
-why you
bring me here? Why? Why?
She starts
her hysterical serial of questions but stopped seeing him unbuttoning his
t-shirt….and then seems like he’s bored with it…he just tear it…that gesture
makes her shut up…
Next gesture
makes her open her mouth with both shock and fascination…
He took off
his inner vest…revealing his amazing chest…his perfect muscular arms and seeing at all
that…she is out of breathe…but she doesn’t move away…she has that opportunity now
but she was only there mesmerized…
Right above
the limit of his pants…he has that big oblique V shaped…and khushi stares at
all this shamelessly…
-if you’re
not planning to sleep! That’s ok!
He said and
then lied on the bed next to her…so close…
She tried
to get up but with an only hand he makes her lay again…
-we are not
playing this game!
The next
try of escaping…he stopped it but this times without using his hand but…he
comes on the top of her…
-I said I
hate to play this game!
