The Right Kind of Wrong

Part 1

They say you're something I should do without
They don't know what goes on when the lights go out
There's no way to explain
All the pleasure is worth all the pain
Loving you isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
I should try to be strong
But baby, you're the right kind of wrong
Baby you're the right kind of wrong

LeAnn Rimes, The Right Kind of Wrong, Coyote Ugly soundtrack.

He cannot believe he has done something like this... this...this is so not him and yet it feels like it is.

With the wind in his hair and Ishita' hand carelessly thrown over his shoulder, her fingers casually resting a little close to his heart he cant help the smile that breaks on his face as he rides the bike away, a bike he just stole.

Has it really been just ten days since he has met this woman? It feels like he has known her forever, a lifetime really and it still feels like it is not enough.

She challenges him, she puzzles him, she provokes him and she makes him laugh and act silly and crazy too...but most of all she gets him, understands him...she arouses him.

There's something about her that makes him want to throw caution to the wind that explains how he ended up robbing a bike belonging to a stranger in the first place.

She had asked him to give her a tour of his manufacturing unit; her partner and friend Ashok Khanna was interested in investing in his business but they needed to be sure that his company would be worth the risk.

Simi and Param were adamant that they give Ishita the tour but he had had enough of just sitting around and watching things going down. Something made him snap back at the couple and he refused to give in to their ideas. Simi begged and pleaded, even tried to emotionally blackmail and manipulate him; said the woman he wants to deal with is bad news and she doesn't want him to fall under her spell and do something irrevocably stupid.

He simply refused to budge.

Lost and confused he maybe about himself nowadays, sometimes wondering what he is doing and where he is when he would find himself amidst some company or even at his own home; but one thing he knew that he, Raman Kumar Bhalla was not, was somebody's fool. Therefore, he put his foot down and plain threatened his sister and her husband to dare try to stop him. He planned to save his company and family from bankruptcy but if they dared to interfere with him anymore he would back out of meeting the investors they needed badly and without him the company and their family can go to hell for all he cares.

The threat had worked and here he was with Ishita thanks to that.

They had set out early in the morning after he had called her to fix the time to leave for the Pehowa plant since it was easily at least a five-hour ride and that was on a good day.

She had agreed immediately and for some reason he had been happy to hear how easily and quickly she had agreed to meet him. It was in the moment he realized why he had fought Simi and Param; it was to get a chance to spend time with her, with Ishita, all by himself.

They had agreed he would pick her up from her friend Mr. Khanna' place at sharp seven in the morning and he had arrived there right on time. For some reason he did not like the man personally, which went beyond his mistrust of him by reading various accounts of his shady dealings that had made him apprehensive and concerned for Ishita.

However, she had been ready and awaiting him, looking positively radiant in a sunny yellow dress as bright as sunshine when he got there. They had left within minutes, not wanting to waste any time since they already had a long journey ahead of them. The only couple of minutes he had to bide his time in Ashok Khanna's driveway was to let two of his staff members load a picnic basket and a crate of mineral water for them as well in the back of his car.