Forbidden Desire

CH 9 || Modern Alice In Wonderland

Aahir

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Had I known waiting for something or someone was a vapid task I would have fucking removed the concept of time. Undoubtedly, I was restive, but for her to get tricked, I had to be patient. She was to join the office after two days. I wanted her to start working from the next day itself, but, no way was I going to have her even a tad of suspicion regarding the job. I aspired for her not to slip out of my hand before I could even catch her.

Sitting in the private lounge of Euphoria, along with my friends, I was letting the cocktail travel through my throat. My psyche was wholly wrapped with her thoughts when I heard Reyansh, "What's going inside of your mind?"

Lined formed between my brows and stared at my friend in bewilderment.

"About what?" I asked, having another sip.

"Aahir, she isn't the kind of girl to be messed with. It might be your biggest mistake, knowing her identity." Reyansh was not in favour of me using Aditi as bait. Neither of my friends was aware I had multiple reasons to go behind her. I was never scared of anybody. Moreover, her being out of my league had dragooned me more into going after her.

"That's why I want to mess up. Maybe I want to commit the inevitable mistake." Tight-Lipped, he heard me. Both of them were mindful that pulling me back from the goal I had set in my mind was inexorable.

Reyansh didn't utter anything later, nor did Arvik, who wasn't against any of my plans. Although, I could still make out Reyansh being skittish, not so apparently.

Soon Arvik indulged us both in a conversation regarding an upcoming press meeting. I wasn't interested though. I was not present there, at that very moment.

I was reminiscing the moment when I had first seen her; when I almost drowned in those hazel brown eyes. They weren't less than a window to her soul. I wanted to peer into them but I wasn't allowed access, yet.

I had never thought such a thing about someone in the past, not even once. I had to stop those unabating and obstreperous thoughts before they could ruin me. Razing my foes had always been my intention and she, well, she was no less than an enemy.

While recalling our past encounters, heedless to what my friends were conversing about, my eyes reached up at the entrance. Time stilled for a crumb when I saw her, walking in.

She was there.

For a split second, I thought I was having illusions of her until she stayed there. No illusion lasts that long.

My gaze cruised her figure.

She was in black jeans and a redshirt. The buttons of the shirt were undone, giving me a vivid sight of her black tank top.

'Fuck! She looks so delectable.' I mused, licking my lips, the yearning to taste her soared.

Her hair was left open. Strain lines marred her enchanting face. She seemed troubled, her eyes wandering here and there. Finding a way up to the staircase she tried to move that way to the private lounge.

Her path was blocked by my security men leaving her stunned.

"Ma'am, you can't go that way." One of the guards said.

"Why?" She kept on looking over her shoulder at the entrance. It was facile for me to discern she needed a place to hide.

'But from whom?' I wondered.

"It's a private area. No one is allowed except those who have the card to access the area."

"What The Fuck!" Damn the way she cursed. I wanted to kiss her, bite her lips harshly. To her chagrin, she wasn't allowed access. Disappointed, she gazed at the private area before dispersing herself into the crowd.