Never

Chapter 21

Carla stands up and moves closer to Agastya. Just a hairbreadth distance between them. Agastya looks up at her.

“Let's show her you are done with her.” Carla asserts. She cups his nape and caresses it, sending chills down his spine. His nape is really sensitive. “Let's give her a show.” 

Carla leans down her face. Her hand moves from his nape to his jaw. She parts her lips and takes his lips in. Agastya's legs part and Carla moves in and sits down on his lap. Her other hand brings his hand around her hips.

“Just imagine me as her.” She mumbled when he didn't recipiracted the kiss. And instantly Agastya's grips her hips tight. His eyes flutter back to Amelia. He gets shocked when he finds her wide eyes already on him.

‘Good. At least she remembers me.’ Agastya thought.

He gripped Carla's hair and took her lips in a ferocious kiss, with his eyes stuck on Amelia's green one. Their eye contact just like they had their first eye contact in the club. 

Agastya pulls Carla closer. Her hands moved on every nook and cranny of Agastya's body, exploring it. 

He pulls Carla's hair. She whimpers in pain as Carla's head gets tilted up. Agastya's open mouthed kisses move down. Not even for a second he looked away from Amelia, nor did she. He couldn't quite know what expressions she had on her face. 

He smirked against Carla's neck when he saw Amelia moving towards them.

‘Come to me just like always.’ Agastya thought. He was damn happy. 

His smirk widened when she was just behind them. And the very next second at a lightning speed Carla gets pulled out of his arms. A wide smirk adoring Agastya's face. He leans back, leisurely. His eyes flutter down Amelia's figure, stopping at her slender legs.

‘Fuck, he want those legs wrapped around his hips as he will thrust his cock inside her warm vagina, nonstop.’ He thought. Blood rushed to his neither region.

“Who are you? And what are you doing with my boyfriend?” Amelia growled with anger. Luna and Blake freezed in shock listening to Amelia's declaration. They followed her when she took off without a word and the look on her face frightened them.

Carla smacked Amelia's hand away from her hand. She crossed her hands against her chest and said, “He isn't. Are you?” Carla looked back at Agastya and asked.

Amelia glares at Carla. Carla's eyes on her man vexed her to no end. She wanted to pull those blonde hairs off her head. She moved in front of Carla's gaze, coming in between Carla and Agastya.

“He is.” Amelia answers for Agastya.

Carla rolled her eyes. She sidestepped Amelia and walked towards Agastya. Amelia swivelled and saw Carla sitting down on Agastya's lap. Amelia's blood boiled in anger.

‘Who does she think of herself to sit on him like that? And he is letting her.’ Amelia thought and looked at Agastya accusingly.

Carla rounded her arms around Agastya's neck and snuggled herself against his broad chest. Her hand moved inside his chest, coming in contact with his bare chest. She started caressing his bare chest. Amelia's limbs trembled in raw anger. She stepped forward. And without a second thought she smacked Agastya hard on his cheeks. Carla yelped in shock. She instantly got on her feet.

“Amelia.” Luna shouted in alert.

Agastya's security men, who were lingering in a corner of the club while keeping their eyes on their boss, instantly took off towards Agastya.