SidNaaz: Suroor E SidNaazians

A Limit For Naughtiness!

I rushed outside my large house, hailing a running cab, forcing the vacant ones to hault.

"Le Pliaza!" I ordered, commanding a name, hoping the driver would know where to lead me.

He did, Sidharth drove straight to my required destination, Le Pliaza. The sight of that extreme, beautiful luxury built its own restlessness through me. The resort was placed in an over 1000 acre green land, shining in the gold, hot ball known as a sun. The storeys were plenty, rooms more than zillions, the area enormous. This was the world's best hotel/ resort ever.

I walked in, a porter carrying my heavy luggages, a huge crowd gathered at the prettiest reception, I ever saw. I turned back to check out these riches, my light brown orbs ending at the hardworking, tired, breathless porter.

"Gosh, I am soo sorry. I didnt realize even one bit that you werent a harmless vampire, those bags must weigh anvils!" I thought, chuckling, looking at the tired porter seeking for help.

I made my way towards the receptionist, working behind the bell desk.

"Mrs. Shehnaaz Sidharth Shukla. Am I right?" a slim, pretty Indian lady, the receptionist asked

"Umm.. Its actually Shehnaaz Sidharth Shukla, currently." I murmured, a slight blush coming on my face.

"Villa 201, Mrs. Shukla." She informed me.

"Thanks, but I guess I will wait for my husband." I answered, cursing Sidharth for being late again. That guy better be ready to rest in peace today.

Talk about the devil oops, correction, idiot arrives. Well, let him be greeted by my hardest, angriest look.

"Woah, my sweetheart is upset huh?" he teased me, a glint of mischeviousness taking place in his sparkling hazel orbs.

"Es-ca-use ME! Who the hell are u? I dont have any right to get upset at u." I find my sweetest voice blooming, anger trying its best to control itself.

"Really?? Then that's good. I guess that receptionist needs to see me. See u later sweety." he answered, marching to the receptionist, taking a glance to see my face filled with frustration

"What the hell!! He's MY BOYFRIEND, MY FIANCEE, HE's ALL MINE! Stay back u jerk!" I shouted, my mind mentally cursing her.

Never mind, my boyfriend would never listen, the man of his words, God, the man I hate rushed to the receptionist, blabbering non sense with her and unlike my thoughts, she was paying apt attention to him, her firm head facing only my Sid's charming face.

"Control Shehnaaz! Control!!" I kept on whispering, knowing that Sid's desire led to jealousy nevertheless my chubby cheeks burned red, my lightish- brown orbs fumed with rage, the formation of a personal grudge being created in my mad mind. My long legs took over, stomping, greyish smoke bursting out, my palms rolled into a strong ball.

"Umm Mr. Sidharth Shukla, I am extremely sorry for spoiling your endless, interesting conversations but may I please gain my motel key? " I asked that receptionist

"Oh my, I am sorry, I was completely blank by sir's identity. " she apologized, a shade of shame covering her

"No problem. " I said, replacing those 2 words for my sarcastic taunt.

"Ya right, as if u didn't know. Stay away from him get it?! " I mumbled, fearlessly

"I'll see u later. The key please? " Swayam requested, grabbing the key

"So I was right, jealous huh?? " he asked, a smirk dressed on his mesmerizing lips, his ears waiting for my insults, his hidious brain still in shock, amazed that a dead corpse hadn't taken his place.