Escaping her stressful life, Shehnaaz agrees to a contract with Siddharth Malhotra. The contract wasn't just a mere one but of five weeks sleeping together. What happens next? Peep in to know more.
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The next day, Shehnaaz woke up as her phone vibrated. She was irritated by the continous pings of chat. "Pleasured that you accepted my offer. I would want you time rethink about your decision as you wouldn't be able to backup your statement.
If you are completely sure, visit the below address after two hours. We will decide the other rules regarding the contract."
"Jerk! It's just six in the morning and he wants me to visit him at such a short notice." Shehnaaz uttered and laid back on the bed keeping the phone on the table. Sleep was far away concept, the previous day events rolled in her mid brain as if they were reels. She knew she wanted a break but was signing this contract a right decision. She got up and went to take a shower. Wearing a pink crop top with blue jeans, she matched earrings and her shoes she managed to sneak out of her house. After the last night tauntings by her relatives, she did not want to face then again. She knew her parents would be worried by her sudden disappearance so she texted her father that she was going on a long drive and would be back by evening.
She had to go through a few security checks before entering the huge building. Shehnaaz walked in the huge mansion staring at the huge chandelier. Siddharth smirked as he kept staring at her. "Beautiful." He said breaking her chain of thoughts.
"What?" She questioned.
"I said you look beautiful." He repeated with a serious face.
"I know I am beautiful. I am just looking for an escapism from my stressful life. I do not believe in love"
"Miss Shah, even I am not looking for strings attached just sex you know."
Shehnaaz pursed her lips, Siddharth gestured her to take a seat. She continued fidgeting with her fingers, looking everywhere but at him. Her heart beat crazily and a knot formed in her gut as he sat before her. His veiny arms and strong voice made her feel weak and tiny before him. "There are a few rules that you must follow. As I said before, I would be the dominant one in this relationship and you would have to follow me without questiin-"
"I do what I wish to. I am not going to follow you blindly. " Shehnaaz cut off his words and crossed her arms against her chest.
"Miss Shah, I won't tolerate this behaviour." He said in his deathtly calm voice.
"I will behave as I wish.. " Shehnaaz said rolling her eyes. Siddharth stood up stuffing his palms in his pocket walked towards her. She gulped a lump of her saliva as he leaned down towards her. His breath was fanning against her skin as his eyes fixated on hers. "You will be punished Flower for not following me. I am not here for any serious relationship but you need to follow rules well. Punsihment is harsh and I don't wish you to go through it. Safeword would be Red and yes, none of us would interfere in each other's personal lives. You get that?" Shehnaaz nodded her head meakly staring at his ocean like captivating eyes.
"Words, Flower."
"Y.. Yes" She said stammering. Siddharth stood straight and sat next to her as she read through the contract and signed it. She looked at Siddharth who was busy texting. "Speak, Flower."
"I actually didn't want my parents to know about this. If I travel everyday, the paparazzi would start following me then they would spread fake news about me. I want this relationship to be a secret."
"You could stay at my place." He said and she mumbled a thank you. Silence prevailed and none of them spoke. Shehnaaz kept tapping her feet in nervousness, fidgeting with her fingers. Was she doing the right thing? She had no strength to go through something bad after whatever had happened in her life. "Want some time to think?" She looked at him and nodded her head in a way of no.
"When shall I move in?"
"Tomorrow."
"I want a seperate room. I will continue working so you can't question me about it. These are rules from my side. You have to accept it."
"I accept it." Siddharth said surprised as never had any girl laid down their rules. Shehnaaz was different from those who threw themselves on him. Maybe that was the reason he for the first time approached a girl. She was pretty but just not his type. She seemed to be quite strong from the exterior but when he looked at her lost in her thoughts, she looked like a child. Pouting her lips which he wanted to claim so badly and mumbling things to herself which dissolved in the air like smoke. "So the meeting is done?" Siddharth nodded his head and left the room.
So arrogant. Shehnaaz mumbled as he left. She picked her hand bag and walked towards the entry door. She was intimidated by the tall strong physciqued men wearing tuxedos. She left the mansion and drove towards a publishing house. She couldn't be just staying back doing no work, being in a submissive-dominant relationship living up on his money. She had always been independent and when she wasn't working as an actress she wanted to pursue her dream job as a writer.
Things were going to change in unexpected ways. Her thoughts were interrupted as she heard cryings of someone. Her eyes widened as she saw a man being beaten by the guards. "Hey... Stop.. " She telled and ran towards them.
"Do not get involved mam."
"You cannot beat someone like that. He is bleeding."
"Stay out of this."
"Stop it!" She was pushed off by the guards. Shehnaaz felt helpless seeing them trash the man. "Please don't!" She cried but they didn't stop. Shehnaaz felt dizzy as she saw the blood smeared man. She took unsteady steps backwards.
"Stop." A manly voice which had authority laced to it, made the guards pause their actions. "Take him in." Shehnaaz stared at Siddharth who was ordering his men.
"Are you fine?"
"Seriously? How do you accept me to be fine after all this? You kill people? You do have vibes of a mafia, oh god, what have I gotten into. Listen Siddharth, this isn't right, you told me that you were a respectable business man. You lied. I can't be in any contrac-" Her words were cut off as he placed his lips on her soft ones. His hand trailed along her slender waist and she had her eyes widened in shock, clutching his biceps.
"I am not a mafia, Sweetheart. But I don't tolerate lies and betrayals. About the contract, you can't take it back. Be at my place by tonight." He said getting back to his serious aura and walked back to the mansion.
