THE MISTRESS ✔️ (COMPLETED)

2~ The Mysterious Woman

Eshaan walked up to the bar counter for getting drinks. He called a bartender and asked for two orange juice. One of them mixed with vodka. The bartender nodded and turned around. Eshaan tapped fingers of his right hand on the glass counter while his other arm dangled freely. He kept standing by the bar. He looked around as he waited for the bartender to come with his order. As he ran his gaze among the crowd he spotted a gorgeous woman in strapless sparkling dark navy-blue sequin mini-dress. The sweetheart neckline enhanced her bursts. Eshaan's gaze lingered on her white toned legs for a while before he looked away. Unable to resist he looked at her again. She had beautiful elbow length chestnut brown hair, she had curled them at the edges and rested half on her shoulder and left rest on her back. She looked tall wearing high black closed Stiletto. Eshaan assumed she must be 5'5 without the heels. He ran his gaze through the length of her legs again and when he looked up she caught him staring at her.

Shit!

Eshaan felt embarrassed and he looked away.

'Will you hurry with the drinks?' He spoke agitatedly to the young lad.

'In a minute sir.' The man replied. Eshaan sighed and turned his head. He saw the girl cat walking towards him. Her gaze fixed on him. He gulped. Perhaps she was coming to scold him. He looked away pretending to not see her. To his horror, the girl stood next to him. Eshaan moved aside, avoiding eye contact. The girl placed her hands on the counter and her arm brushed against Eshaan's arm. That moment, he wished he wasn't wearing a coat.

'One Martini, please.' She said to the bartender. He nodded, smiled and turned around. Eshaan still kept looking to the other side. Though he wanted to stare at the gorgeous woman, he resisted.

'Hey.' She said and for a second Eshaan was confused if she was talking to him. He turned to look at her.

'Hi. I am Monica.' She smiled extending her hand. Eshaan smiled back. She was smiling that means she isn't annoyed at him.

'Eshaan.' He shook hands with her. When he had wanted the bartender to hurry up he was late but for some reason showed up now. He cursed his luck as he took the two glasses.

'I will be just back.' He smiled at her. Monica nodded. Suddenly, she looked bored. Eshaan felt awkward. He wondered if he should have said that. Nevertheless, he turned around and walked away.

The glass in his right hand was plain juice and the other one was adulterated with vodka. He hurried to their seat. Once there he saw Kavita sitting alone. She was playing with the hem of her Saree and tapping her fingers on the roundtable. Her hand clutch placed beside the water bottle on the table.

'Maam. Where is sir?' Eshaan asked her. She looked up and sighed.

'With his other businessmen.' She said gesturing towards her husband who stood with other business suit cladded men. Eshaan felt slightly bad for Kavita. The way Kabir treats her. And like at times, even now Eshaan felt guilty. He looked back at Kavita. She kept staring at Kabir with sad eyes. Eshaan shook his head.

Now is not the time to get emotional, Eshaan – He mentally reminded himself. He forced a smile and placed the glass next to her.

'Here, Maam. I will go and get sir.' He said positively. Kavita looked at him and smiled gratefully.

'Please.' She said and Eshaan nodded.

Eshaan walked up to Kabir. He looked immensely happy to see Eshaan. Kabir got slightly irritated when Eshaan insisted he joins his wife. She was sitting alone and getting bored.

'You go and entertain her. I don't have time.' Kabir said and waved his hand agitatedly. Eshaan didn't push him further lest he angered him. He does have a soft corner for Kavita but can't risk his job. He nodded and sighed. Then he turned and found Kavita looking expectantly at him. He looked helplessly at her and shook his head. Kavita's face fell and she looked away feeling dejected. Then an idea crossed Eshaan's mind and he looked back at Kabir.