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I stared at myself in the mirror, a groan escaping from my throat. I despised the idea of attending an event with Mr. Oberoi but I couldn't allow Diya to be trapped in his cage. She was so manipulated by him. I was scared, what if her infatuation land her into trouble. She wasn't aware about the extreme Mr. Oberoi could go. Stepping into his world was dangerous.

Though Diya and I were of same age but I was protective about her. I cared alot about her! I would walk into the fire if it meant, I could save her.

"What got you so invested?" I heard an amused, mocking voice which I ignored. I wasn't in a mood to start a conversation with him. "Must say, you never fail to amaze me." I heard his footsteps and my orbs raised, glancing at him through the mirror. Our orbs meeting one another, I could feel the fire in those black orbs. The longing, carving was visible in those orbs. He never attempted to hide it. As if I was some possession, he aspired.

He came and stood behind me, his hands making their way towards me. I had wore a golden-netted saree. His warm touch sent shiver down my spine, the metallic ring on his finger caressing my soft skin. "I loose control when I am beside you," his warm breath was fanning on my cheek. "You look gorgeous," his compliment made me feel things, I wasn't desiring to feel.

His finger kept drawing pattern on my stomach. I had closed my orbs, I was finding it difficult to breath. And like always I was unable to push him off. For some weird reason, his touch never made me feel uncomfortable. I hated the fact that I longed for his touch.

"I have something for you," he mumbled. He withdrew his hands and intensely I missed it's presence. I felt something cold touching my neck, "I hadn't being planning to offer it back." He groaned at the thought of it, "it was the only memory, I had of you." I felt the emotion, he was attempting to hide. He was desperately trying to act strong, unaffected but his emotions were coming up. "But I can't allow you in the presence of monsters. They need to know who you're so they won't dare to even get a thought of you in their mind."

"Open your eyes," he whispered, his voice turning soft. My heart accelerating, what was he doing to me?

I heard to his soft request, I opened my orbs to glance at his black intense orbs, they soften as our orbs met. For the first time, I felt that I affected him in the same manner he affected me. As if I calmed him down! I shove the thought away as my orbs averted on the beautiful pendent adoring my neck.

My hands unknowingly moved towards the golden pendent. It wasn't something expensive yet I wasn't able to withdraw my orbs from it. That pendent felt familiar as if I had seen it somewhere, the initial engraved in it, bringing some buried memories to surface, from darkness into the light.

"R..." As if reading from my thoughts, Mr. Oberoi mumbled in my ears. "Rose..." It was soft murmur, yet it made my heart flutter. It was the way he called it out. It had no authority, no command, no rudeness but kindness, concern and topmost love. I recollected my those dreams, those flashes when I was unconscious, I had never concluded it for real. Him showing kindness, showing care, love. 

"I will be waiting for you downstairs," he commented. He placed a kiss on my cheek before walking out of the room.

It took me more than a minute to grab my breathe, to calm my racing heart. I stared at myself in the mirror. My mind blank! What was I doing? My face was flushed, a thin layer of pink covering my cheek. I was blushing! What was wrong with me? As I was done cursing myself, my orbs averted to the thin chain laying on my neck. The golden chain having a heart shape pendent, R initial engraved in the centre.

I touched it, the coldness transferring to my warm fingers. Something in it made my heart filled with grief. But at the same time provided me with peace.

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