Arjun's Pov
"It has been over a month, how long are you planning to be in a relationship with her", Keshav asked me while I fixed his tie.
"I don't know how to get out of it", I glared at him.
"Just dump her."
"Then she will complain about Sakshi."
"You guys had nothing, why are you still protecting her?", Keshav argued.
"That's because there was nothing between us, she can go as far as lying about that, and Sakshi seemed to be crying when it was about her job. Come on, it's just like if someone tries to make me leave music."
"You don't owe her anything."
"Maybe that's why I wanna help her."
"So she owes you big time?", Keshav squinted.
I sighed and nodded my head, I seriously don't know why I am doing this. I have only known her since last month when she came over to take my interview. We had just arguments in the name of talk. Then why I am doing this to protect her? I don't know the answer myself.
It was just, that... when I saw fear in her eyes, I didn't want to let her go. After when I saw tears in her eyes, I would do anything not to see them again. Was it her beauty that was mesmerizing to me? Or was it her behaviour, well, she was the first woman who didn't fall for my charms. Maybe that's why I am protecting her because I want her to accept me. But why the hell do I want acceptance of that particular woman?
These questions were eating me alive, I ran my hands in my hair. Great, ruined my perfectly set hair for the party by myself. I took a deep sigh, when will Kaarna be gone from my life, she is another reason for the headache.
Kaarna stepped in, I took a sigh. Speak of the devil and the devil appears.
"All set for the party boys, we are twinning." She wiggled her booty down my thigh, Oh this woman!
"Yeah, black beauty", Keshav's eyes popped out, he doesn't prefer PDAs.
"Aww, thanks", Kaarna pouted.
After she left, I commented,"She has no idea it was a horse."
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The lights were glimmering, cameras flashing and a chatter of reporters as we walked down the red carpet. I smiled with his teeth shut, sure faking it. It was the annual party of the magazine, they are one of the biggest promoters of my songs, of my name. So, yes I have to attend.When Keshav and I posed for the media, Keshav's hand still bandaged, he whispered in my ear, "You seem to be looking for someone", he grinned.
"I am not looking for anyone", I moved my head in no.
"Oh! Is that Sakshi", he glared passed me. My head spun one-eighty degrees, damn! She is gorgeous.
She was wearing a slick white dress, her wavy hair enhancing her brown eyes, and her smile framed by her bright red lips. A smile glowed on my face. But soon it faded when I saw the old Bandopadhyay posing with her.
How dare he grab her waist? He is her boss, show some decorum, you old fart. Was he molesting her? My eyes moved to Sakshi's face, she was smiling under no pressure from the cameras. A thought crossed my mind, was she really sleeping with her boss? I shook my head in no, not at all, Sakshi is not like that. I wish she was not like that.
I entered the banquet and went straight to the bar, "Scotch on the rocks." I need something to cool my mind off.
Sakshi was busy attending and talking to the guests when Bandopadhyay whispered something in her ear. Why is he standing too close to her? and why is she not refusing? And Why the heck am I caring about that all? I sipped the entire glass in one go.
Am I being delusional? Is she walking towards me? I just had two drinks. I looked at the glass. She ordered at the bar, "A red wine and scotch neat."
I gave her a side-eye, she turned around and glared at Kaarna, "Your girlfriend seems to be interested in someone else tonight."
I sighed, "Like I care." I was just being with her to protect you, I wish I could say this to her.
The bartender placed scotch neat on the bar. "Scotch neat, huh", I commented."It's for Bandopadhyay sir", she said with a smile. A smile? That guy is treating her like a waiter and she smiles?
I couldn't hold on any longer, I giggled sarcastically and commented, "By the way, how are nights going with Bandopadhyay, he is quite old, isn't he?"
Sakshi raised her eyebrows, "What do you mean?"
"I meant how is the grandpa in bed", I bit my cheek, just the thought of her being with him provoked me.
Sakshi did the unexpected, she picked up the glass and splashed the beverage on my face, she took a step closer to me, "I warned you before." She walked away.
What the hell? Has she lost her mind? She won't do something like that to an old fart, who is getting close to her? When I just passed one comment, I got splashed by scotch. Oh! I am so done with her.
Keshav was looking in the mirror, setting his hair, while I wiped myself.
"What she thinks of herself, gussa naak par Chadha kar rakhti h".
I mimicked her tone, "Don't you dare to say anything about Bandopadhyay sir", "Who the fuck is Bandopadhyay?"
"His Father dumbass", Keshav commented.
"WHAT?""Sakshi Bandopadhyay, Bandopadhyay is the chief editor, and Sakshi is his only daughter."
"What?" My face fell, "Why didn't you tell me before?"
"I thought you knew.""How the HECK I would know?"
"Isn't that the reason why you are protecting her? I thought you don't want her father to know. You read the article, Sakshi Bandopadhyay."
I pulled my hair, "Shit, Shit, Shit, Shit, Shit....." then kicked my foot on the wall, and let out a silent scream, my foot was hurting real bad. I shut my mouth with my hand, screaming with my mouth shut. Keshav burst out in laughter seeing me in this state. Seriously, it is better to have enemies rather than to have a friend like him.
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