The Draped Assassin

Chapter 5

   " Keep your thumb outside your fist." Gopal said me for the hundredth time. "If you keep your thumb inside, then there are chances that it might break and it will definitely make your punch weaker."

    I did what he said, and punched the boxing bag. "Was it okay?", I asked. Gopal took a deep breath, and said, "Better than what you were doing for last 30 min."
"Okay." I mumbled. And punched few more times. "Faster." Gopal ordered. I did as fast I can. 

    It's been a few weeks since my ankle has healed up. Till now Gopal has been teaching me about the principles of the mafia, about assassination, his work ethic, about everything. Today was the first day of my training to become his assistant. I'm still scared of Raghu and Gopal. But within the last few weeks Gopal appeared to be less harmful for me.  And he's the only one I talk to. Now I have my own room, it had a bunk bed, and a side table. At first I thought I have to share room with someone else, but it turned out that I'm the only female trainee currently, so they gave me a seperate room with a bunk bed straight from the trainees' dorm room. I had no problem with it. And being next to Gopal's room made me feel safe, and let's not forget about that dagger which Gopal let me keep. Just incase.

   To be honest, my view on Gopal has changed a lot. Even though, he was one of the people to kill my parents, I feel like there's more to him. He first appeared like he'd happily torture me to death, but since Hirani's incident he's very protective about me. He'd always train me separately, bring me meals to my room, have dinner with me every night and stay until I fall asleep. And moreover, he's quite nicer to me than any other trainees he trains. I'm not sure if I should ask him about it or not. But for some unknown reasons I liked it , it made me feel good. But I really want to know why. Is it the guilt for killing my family? No, it can't be. He never feels regret for killing anyone. Then why?

   "Ranjana, you can stop."

    Is it because I killed Hirani, his fiancee's murderer? No, he's been trying to save me from Raghu's torture from the moment I was thrown into the prison.

   "Ranjana, stop. That's enough, you'll tire your muscles on the first day."

    Am I just thinking too much?  No, it's evident that he treats me better than he treats others.

    "RANI !!!" Gopal's voice brought me back to the present.

    "What?" I asked. "I'm telling you to stop, Rani. It's more than enough. Where on the earth was your mind?", Gopal shouted. "I'm sorry." I said. "Sorry won't save your pretty ass. The job of assassination is risky as fuck, you loose your focus for a second and you are dead!" Gopal snarled.

   I nodded, unable to say anything. "Let's take a break, okay?" Gopal asked, to which I nodded again.
 
   We both sat down on the ground. I uncapped the bottle of water and brought it to my lips when Gopal decided to take off his t-shirt, which was dripping from sweat.
Well, it wasn't only from traning me, he had to train a dozen of guys before me. "Do you need some water?" I asked. With that he took the bottle from my hand at chugged it down before throwing it away and lying on the floor. "The trainees are a bunch of stupids." He sighed. I decided to stay quiet, because no matter how bad they are, they are way better than me. Instead, I took my time to admire his muscled body.
His broad chest was moving from the heavy breathing. And his abs was glistening with sweat, I wanted to touch them.

     "You know you can. Honestly I won't mind that. "  Gopal said sending me a wink.
Shit! He caught me. "Yeah, but from the beginning", he answered me. "Am I speaking out loud?" I asked. "No, but your expressions are easy to read. Too easy." Gopal stated. With that I looked away, feeling the heat on cheeks.

      "Touch them." Gopal ordered. I looked at his eyes to no, and he's eyes were enough to tell me he was dead serious. "I-I can't." I shuttered, looking away. He got up and sat beside me, support him on his elbows. "You can and you will." He stated.
"No... I don't think..." I was interrupted by Gopal, "You know what, get on top of me, and seduce me."

         He's got to be kidding me. "Gopal stop acting that way." I said. My voice was enough to prove how terrified I was. "What's wrong with you?" I asked. Gopal got up and grabbed me by my face and pushed me on the floor, "Listen, if you are thinking I'm here to fuck you, you are wrong. Our job needs seduction as a secret weapon. I've seduce countless wives of countless men to tear down their mafia empire. And look at you, you are a woman. Doesn't matter if you can punch anyone or not, your body will always be your weapon. Now do it, or else you will spend the night in my room, in the way you were brought here." With that he let go of my face. I'm shaking because of the increasing panic inside me. Gopal lied back again, folding his hands under his head. Relaxed as usual.

    I waited for a few more minutes, then finally realised I have no way out of it. I have to do it. I slowly climbed on top of of him, making I'm not sitting on top of him. And started kissing his cheeks making my way down to his jaw and neck. I did had light makeout sessions with Viv, so I had some ideas. I could feel Gopal's hands moving up and down my thighs. I went back to to his left ear and started nibbling it, with my hands moving across his chest. I went to his neck again and started sucking his skin and placed a bite on it. That's when Gopal let out a sharp breath. Bingo! I got up to climb down from him, he said,
"Not so fast, darling." And grabbed me by my hair, straight to his lips, for a rough painful kiss. His both of the hands griped my waist and brought me down on his privates. "What you did was good, but not enough. " He said breathlessly. "Follow my hands." With that he started grind me against him. After a few minutes I felt him against me. I bite my lower lips, because of the pressure it was creating against me. This can't be happening. "Gopal...p-please don't..." I shuttered, unable to control my tears. This isn't right.

     "You like this, don't you?" Gopal asked, he knew the answer . I looked away, trying to hide my face. "Rani, answer me." Gopal demanded, as his grip was getting tighter on my waist, and started to hurt me. I nodded my head up and down profusely. I really like the feeling. "I can't hear you, darling. Say it." Gopal ordered. "Yes. Yes. Yes... I l-like it" I muffled it out from my cry.
Gopal sat up, still holding me in the same position. "There's nothing to resist then.", With that he kissed me again and stood up, pushing me off his lap. "There's nothing wrong in it, Ranjana. It's your age to experience everything, no matter what. So, don't be depressed all the time and mourn your losses. I know you had a boyfriend, and you loved him. You've experienced love and affection from him. But you've never experienced any passion or thrill, and trust me once you get the taste of it, there's no stopping you." He said facing his back on me. He lit up a cigarette and continued, "Love in this world is very rare.
We are all about passion and thrill. I joined because I loved the danger. And the only reason I'm still alive is I enjoy the risks, it drives me insane." He, then, picked up his t-shirt and said, "There's two kinds of people in the mafia. Ones are the men like me and Raghu; who kills because they love the thrill that it gives. And other are the people who kills because they are afraid of dying. Guess what, the later ones dies at first. Choose what you want to be. If you choose the first one, you know you can come to me anytime." With that he started walking.

   "Was your fiancee the second kind?" I asked looking straight into his eyes, challenging him. He stopped and turned around. I expected him to shoot me right away, but instead he just laughed softly, "She was someone like you, valuing about love and affection in this world. And she was brave enough to fall in love with me but stupid enough to take a bullet for me, when she knew I would never do that for her." He said, and walked away.

    I was still on the floor, when I chose who I want to be. I'll choose the first kind. If I need to murder Raghu without feeling any regret, I have to start enjoying it. And for the passion and thrill part, I have Gopal. I'd be lying if I don't feel the urge to be close with him. Even he feels the same, I know it.  Maybe he's a middle aged man, but still I want it. Maybe we would never be lovers, but we can't deny the bond between us.
 
     And next time I won't resist.
 

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