Tiptoeing towards love

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Parthiban

My parents had left to the guest house the previous night itself upon my order. Now that I'm here, I will look after my Mozhi and I don't need their presence here anymore.

Hunching back on the chair in my cabin, I tip my head back and stifle the smile that tries to break over my lips. They are tingling and I have no idea how long the blissful sensation will remain on my brims. It seems to never end. And when I think back to her smooth lips and the way she submits herself to me, an insane urge surges through my mind to kiss her again. But I can wait. I had made a resolution to stay put until she was of a convincing age and I'm not a person to cross the line I'd drawn for myself.

However, I couldn't control my brain from thinking about her. On the last day, the moment I came to know about her non-existence in our home, I knew she had lied and had gone to the club. Hence, I asked my parents to leave and directly went to the popular club 'Zene' in our street. I was distressed about her state that I had reached the club within a few minutes of drive. My anger hid under the worry I felt for her safety and I prayed to every god to look after her...

I don't trust her friend. I cannot trust anyone when it comes to my Mozhi.

And just as I anticipated, something had happened there but I was relieved to find that my Mozhi had defended herself well. Yet the condition in which I saw her was horrific. Her hair was dishest and she was mildly sweating with her cute black dress slid up to her arm, showcasing her glistening skin.

To top it all, she was yelling and trying to kick the bastard who had attempted to touch her. I wanted to throw him in jail myself as the first thing but when Mozhi clung to me amidst those people...and sought refuge within my embrace, safeguarding her seemed to be the right thing to do.

After placing her in the car, I was about to dial the police but her friend Sam came up to me and apologized. Over the years, I've mastered the art to see beyond the facade that people tend to wear and I acknowledged the genuineness of her friend.

I was glad that she had befriended a good person.

He insisted on taking care of the case himself for he had failed in his responsibility to protect her and requested me to drive Mozhi home. He appeared beyond guilty for letting that terrible incident occur to her and frequently apologized to me even when I told him that it was okay and that I would handle the case, given that he was a college student.

But he claimed to have an influential background and asked me to not bother. I would never let such a sensitive case be handled by a random person yet I asked him to go ahead with it upon his earnest persuasion. Regardless, I informed one of my agents to make sure to scrutinize the case. And within the night itself, the offender was arrested with the CCTV providing the evidence necessary.

Everything is settled now...

Except for my hormones.

I didn't know how I had such control over myself when she was openly trying to pull me into her.

I could still feel the softness of her shoulder in my palm. And when she asked me to slap her wherever I wanted, a quick impulse to slap her breasts rose in my head. It was wild but I'm proud of myself for I have regulated myself.

"Sir," My thoughts shatter as my assistant peeks in. "Come in," I usher her in a professional tone.

She brought in the documents that had to be submitted to the government to gain approval for the construction of the library. While I was going through it, she hesitantly spoke up, "Sir, a picture of yours with a girl has been spreading throughout the employees in our office. Someone shared it in the group," frowning, I regard her sharply.