Eshaan Ranawat is an ambitious young man who has climbed ladders of success with his merit and by blandishing the boss Kabir Singhal. Eshaan is manipulative and a smooth talker making him irresistible. He is also dedicated and passionate towards his...
Eshaan drove the car to the locality where Monica led him. He noted the area wasn't posh but a simple quiet suburb type. Monica must be living alone, and this was a decent place for a single woman.
'Stop here.' Monica said abruptly and Eshaan quickly hit the brakes. He looked around confused. There were many buildings he wondered which one was hers.
'Where do you live?' He asked looking at her.
Monica smiled unbuckling her seat belt, - 'If I tell you then you might stalk me.' She winked at him. Eshaan was slightly taken aback. He wanted to say something but before he could Monica leaned forward and kissed his cheek.
'Good night.' She whispered near his ear and Eshaan shivered slightly. She leaned back and looked at him. Eshaan gulped as he stared into her hazel eyes. The look she was giving him was very seductive.
'Good-Good-ni-ni-night.' Eshaan managed to say and Monica laughed. He smiled awkwardly. Then, she unlocked her car door and got down.
Eshaan noticed she was walking away slowly. His gaze followed the length of her long legs and moved up. He stared at her swaying hips and clenched the steering wheel tightly with one hand.
Eshaan, what are you doing? Stop staring at a woman's butt. You bloody pervert – Eshaan's mind scolded him and he quickly looked away. He held the steering wheel with both his hand and exhaled loudly.
Damn! If he doesn't get a hold of himself this girl will drive him insane – He thought to himself.
He ignited the engine and turned his head to back his car when he noticed something on the passenger seat. He extended his hand and picked up the cloth. He realized it was Monica's scarf. He hunched to look out from the car but didn't spot anyone.
Did she leave? Eshaan took out his phone and dialed her number. A robotic feminine voice answered the number saying it was switched off. Eshaan moved the phone from his ear and blinked at the screen. He looked down at the scarf and wondered if he had been dreaming or hallucinating.
Monica was not only sexy and seductive but also mysterious. All this not only perplexed Eshaan but also strongly attracted him towards her.
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'Maam, food is getting cold.' A butler spoke kindly. Kavita looked up from her empty plate. She nodded.
'I am waiting for your Sahebji.' She said with a small smile. The butler shook his head. He wanted to suggest that she needn't wait for Kabir as he was used to coming late. Kavita lowered her head and placed her palm on her rumbling stomach. She looked up at the long grandfather clock. 11 pm.
She sighed and stared at all the food that was covered. She extended her hand and felt the porcelain bowl. The food has gotten cold. Many times, she felt the temptation to eat but she resisted. She loves eating with her husband. At least, that is the only time she gets to spend in leisure with him. Kavita was madly in love with Kabir and she doesn't want to miss any chance to spend quality time with him.
After about an hour there is a door-bell. Quickly, Kavita got up. She gestured the butlers to relax and hurried towards the door. She adjusted the Pallu of her red banarasi saree. Even after four years of marriage, Kavita always tries to doll up for Kabir. She hopes he always remains attracted to her and doesn't get annoyed by seeing her in casual clothes.
She opened the door and greeted her husband with a broad smile.
'Hey, sweetheart.' Kabir smiled wearily at her. Kavita welcomed him. As he entered she took his laptop bag from him. Kabir noticed her sad face and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. He pulled her closer as they walked together.
'What happened to my love?' He hooked his fingers under her chin and made her look up at him. Kavita forced a smile and shook her head. Kabir insisted and she lowered her head.
'First, you work on Sundays and then you come so late,' – She looked up at him with tears brimming in her eyes, - 'I miss you.' She confessed. Kabir extended his hand and wiped her tears.
'Arey, I am not doing time pass na, love. I work so I could give you all the comforts you deserve.' He said placing his arm around her shoulder again. Kavita sighed shrugging his arm away.
I don't want monetary comforts. I want the comfort of your arms – She thought sadly. But outwardly she smiled and asked him to freshen while she reheats the food.
'Thank you, my jaan.' Kabir said and kissed her cheek. Kavita blushed.
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Is it me, or is Monica playing with Eshaan's mind? *hmmm* Interesting. What do you guys think? And poor Kavita *heartbreaks* She needs to stop being so blind in love and Kabir, dude, you need to realize what gem of a wife you have got....before it's too late *evil smile*
What are your thoughts on the Chapter, guys? Drop in your comments, please *smiles*
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