Love or Game (Complete✅)

Chapter 55 - "Before it's too late..."

I get in the car and slam the door. The new Ferrari whizzes past the garden area and exits the Khurana Villa. Right now, my mind is completely vacant. There is no pain, no anger, no remorse and no emotion. I feel like today my atonement ends. My all callbacks conclude. My bonds with everyone get terminated. Maan's face flashes in front of my face. My eyes get misted for a second. I rub those to concentrate on the road ahead. Nandini is right. I am only creating complications in her life. She is happy in her place. In her life. I am not needed there. Yes, Maan needs his father. But only blood relation doesn't give the right to a father on his child. I am only his biological father. But I don't deserve to be his father. I veer the car towards the main city. Right now, I need my medicine. Some booze. A sarcastic smile peeps on my lips.

"Pinewalo ko pineka bahana chahiye...(The drinker needs an excuse to drink)

I hum the song and stop the car in front of a bar. Today I will drink till I lose every bit of my sense to sense any emotion. The car beeps to lock. I stride to the bar door. Samuel showed me this place. Didn't know I will need this so soon. The boxer stamps my wrist and pushes the bar door. Alcohol and smoke induced stuffy air hits my nose. I step in. It's a pub cum disc. Some Latin Americans, White Americans and some black Africans are grooving to loud music.

"Oh, oh no, oh no (oh)

Hey yeah

Diridiri, dirididi Daddy

Go!"

The DJ changes the track and the crowd on the dance floor hoots in zeal.

"Sí, sabes que ya llevo un rato mirándote

Tengo que bailar contigo hoy (DY)

Vi que tu mirada ya estaba llamándome

Muéstrame el camino que yo voy.."

I saunter at the bar counter and occupy a bar stool.

"Scotch on the rocks..."

I order my drink and revolve the stool to look at the dance floor.

"Oh, tú, tú eres el imán y yo soy el metal

Me voy acercando y voy armando el plan

Solo con pensarlo se acelera el pulso (oh yeah)"

"Your drink, Senor.."

The bar boy pushes the glass towards me. I grab it and sip on my drink. The familiar taste makes my eyes close in a temporary peace. The bar desk is vibrating due to the loud music.

"Despacito

Quiero respirar tu cuello despacito

Deja que te diga cosas al oído

Para que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo

Despacito..."

My eyes gradually become blurred. The mobile vibrates inside my pocket. I take it out. Navya calling...it flashes. It reminds me, I have booked my ticket. It's time to say goodbye to Salvador. Tonight, I am leaving for Mumbai. I am turning down Decoración's collaboration offer. I know I have to pay a huge amount of compensation for this to Morrone but I am ready for this. I reject the call and message to Navya, "Coming back...see you soon." I tap the send button and gulp some scotch.