A Wrong Move

Chapter 4

Shaurya gazed at his engagement ring and scoffed. Eventually he too have promised to marry a lady. But does it mean that I can be tied down?  He shook his head with a wicked grin. Absolutely not.

Shruti is a good woman. For sure, she have had her share of dreams. Shaurya had noticed that she was extraordinarily quiet during the ring exchange ceremony. Her dissappointment was evident  Apparently, she is not just a father's princess but an obedient girl too. It will help her cope in their marriage. Her submissive behaviour and beautiful body shall keep him confined to her bed for probably be a month or even lesser. 

Still considering sanctity of marriage, Shaurya had decided to be fail and will not keep Shruti in dark. As soon as they are tied to one another, he will make it clear to her that loyalty is not his cards. He will give freedom to Shruti as well to take lovers. If she is okay with such an open marriage then it will be all fine. Else she can file for divorce and he will settle her with a good alimony. Frankly speaking both ways didn't matter him. Once he gains half of his father's wealth, he got his side of bargain. 

Love was never in Shaurya's vocabulary. He felt only Lust to woman and that too never prolonged. He can never be satisfied with one woman as his body needs variety. For him, heart was just an organ to pump blood. Soft feelings are useful only manipulate others. 

"Where is Larry?", Shaurya asked the bar attender. "He is unwell and taken off for a week. I am filling in for him temporarily", a younger man grinned at him, "I am Rahul. What can I serve you tonight?". Shaurya smiled at him while studying him intently. A typical wanna-be who will do his best to get the position if Larry doesn't make it. Shaurya's manipulative mind preferred such people who were desperate for favours. "Larry knew my usual. But Rahul why don't you surprise me?", he pulled his card to put the guy on hot seat. 

Rahul gulped in apprehension yet keeping his smile intact. He served Shaurya, "one of the best single malt whiskey". Shaurya took a sip and was impressed. "You know your trade", he appreciated Rahul, "but you know what will make you a better bar attender?". Rahul keenly listened while Shaurya smiled wickedly and placed a good tip for him, "by knowing your customers. Helping them to connect with one another. Afterall, people come here for socializing". Rahul smiled as he was exactly waiting for this cue.

Rahul was hand in hand with Vicky. He had enough info about Shaurya and experience in his field to play him. So he deliberately pointed Shaurya to few women who didn't match his taste. "Well, then what about her?", Rahul finally pointed out at a lady who sat alone at the end of the bar. Shaurya was instantly attracted to her. She looked gorgeous. "Tell me something about her", Shaurya asked Rahul. 

"She is new here", Rahul started. Shaurya scoffed as he himself was aware of all the regulars. "Seems like she was out of a fun night but the guy stood her up", Rahul filled in. Shaurya peered at him as if asking how he knew. Rahul grinned sheepishly, "Accidently eaves dropped when she was whining about it over phone". "A damsel in distress. Perfect", he marched towards his target. Once he reached close to her, he extended his hand , "I am Shaurya Khanna".

She looked baffled and stared into my hand for few second before shaking it. "Annika Mittal", she cleared her throat and said her name. "Can I get you a drink?", Shaurya offered. "No thanks. I am good", she smiled nervously at him. "Are you waiting for someone?", he asked leisurely. "I was", she shrugged, "not anymore". "Hope your husband doesn't mind if we spend some time", he gestured to the ring on her finger. "Just the same way your wife feels", she gave back pointing at his ring finger. 

Observant yet timid. Shaurya like her more. "I am not married. Not yet", he explained to make her understand that he is a safe option, "Engaged to be married". "So you are in safe period of holding on or letting go", Mehek started to play her part," I wish I was". "Unhappily married?", he asked but sounded more like a statement. "Being married to an elderly man is not as easy as I thought", she told him unenthusiastically. "I guess, he lack skills in bed", he suggested and she looked away. 

Slowly Mehek was getting into character of Annika Mittal and it felt good to play someone completely unlike her. "But he still holds a solid pre-nuptial agreement", she laughed in self pity. "Discretion is my specialty", Shaurya coaxed her. She pretended to assess his suggestion and spoke, "Atleast, the evening won't be a total loss". He smiled, satisfied that she will suffice for tonight's entertainment. "There are few rooms available for members, incase any feel too tired to drive back home or else if one got lucky like us", he winked at her. She knew that time has come for her final move. She gulped down her drink to hide her nervousness. "After you", she asked him to lead.

Vicky has already given Mehek a fair idea about the club. Once they reached the corridor, she looked around to find the CCTV cameras. She acted quickly before Shaurya walked beyond the spot. She grabbed his wrist and pulled to pin him against the wall. "I thought you wanted us to be secretive", he asked her. "Time is running out and I am getting impatient", she tried to remain in character although her heart was threatening ram out of her rib cage. She dragged his hands onto her waist and embraced him. She wished Vicky would have got enough shots to prove Mr. Khanna's infidelity but the brute in her arms had other plans.

Shaurya was surprised by the woman's eagerness but her actions made it more alluring. They were not romantic couples who wished to embrace each other but adults who craved for lust. She seemed to be inexperienced. Probably, her husband is a failure in to provide any kind of intimacy for a kitten like her, he mused. He decided to give her taste of real forbidden pleasure. She gasped when he quickly flipped their position and corned her to the wall. She tried to push him away but he pinned her hands above her head and slammed his lips on hers.

Mehek gasped in shocked. Her first kiss was taken. It was domineering and demanding, far from affectionate. She didn't know how to react but he didn't seem to care. He knew what he wanted and was an expert to extract it from his prey. Surprisingly, she didn't fear him. She was still confused but also curious to explore the prohibited realm. He smirked as he sensed her dropping defenses when she stopped struggling. He knew in few minutes, her body will be compliant to his demands. 

"Vicky, stop it now", Ajay screamed at him, "He is molesting Mehek". Vicky nodded swiftly and picked up his phone. Their plan is successful as they have enough evidence to incriminate Shaurya. Now their prime task is to bring out Mehek safely. He knew Mehek won't last longer in pretense and will break down. He dialed the bar attender and asked him to pull the final act.

Fire Alarm! Shaurya got distracted by the shrill sound and Mehek took the opportunity to push him away. People started to pour into the corridor to evacuate the club. She slipped out of his reach and moved away swiftly. "Annika, wait", he shouted but she didn't stop. Crowd increased in seconds with many trying to leave the premise in panic. He was pushed by the crowd, forcing him to move unwillingly. Yet all the while his eyes searched for the lady who he planned to ravish tonight. It seems like she vanished amidst chaos.

"Mehek, are you okay?', Ajay asked anxiously as she walked out of Sonal's room. She had washed out her make up and changed into her usual clothing. There was no trace left in her to identify that she was the same woman who attracted Mr. Shaurya Khanna into a honey trap. But Ajay knew better. She was badly shaken and kept quiet. 

"Why don't you eat something and then spend the night here?", Sonal suggested but she didn't respond. "Mehek!", Ajay kept his hand on her shoulder but she flinched as if he burned her. Ajay was hurt by her reaction. "Take me home", she demanded him but when he remained stupefied, she begged him tearfully, "please, I want to go back home".