THE MISTRESS ✔️ (COMPLETED)

7~ His Apartment

Eshaan can't believe his luck. He would be meeting Monica twice in a row. The more he met her the more he felt attracted towards her. Whole day that day he couldn't throw her out of his thoughts. In such short time, she has managed to occupy his thoughts.

Eshaan adjusted the collar of his wine-red leather jacket and pulled up the sleeves up to his elbows. He has chosen to wear a leather jacket in this heat only to impress Monica. He has learned that girls like a leather jacket, gives a man a bad-boyish look. But then, looking at his reflection Eshaan wondered if he should give her an impression of a bad boy.

'Argh.' He groaned looking totally confused and frustrated. No woman has ever made him think so hard. He sighed and dapped hair gel onto his palms. He rubbed them and applied it to his hair. He set his hair neatly.

Eshaan had requested Shumi to do extra work for the house cleaning. Even his laundry bag has disappeared from his room. He also sprayed the house with fresh lavender perfume and opened the French windows for air. Monica will be coming to his house for the first time and he doesn't want to disappoint her. He felt excited as he paced in the hall and kept occasionally glancing at the cuckoo clock. As the clock ticked on his heartbeat increased.

TING TONG....

Eshaan jumped on the spot and hurried towards the door. As he exited the living room he stopped in front of a huge mirror and checked his reflection. He adjusted his hair neatly and searched his pockets.

TING TONG

'One minute.' He called and hurried to his room. He opened the top drawer and took out a mouth fresher. He smiled clenching it tightly.

Eshaan opened the door and found Monica on the other side. She smiled at him. He smiled back. She had worn a sleeveless two-piece short dress, white and blue printed halter neck and her pencil skirt falling few inches above her knees. She matched her dress with white stilettos.

'Hey.' She greeted him while tugging soft curls of her chestnut- brown hair behind her ear. Eshaan noted that just like that day at the party, she had once again curled the edges of her hair. It looked pretty.

'Hey.' He greeted back. He gazed into her hazel eyes that were enhanced with dark black kohl.

His gaze fell on her lips, they appeared fuller because of the velvet deep red lipstick.

'Come in.' He gestured stepping aside. Monica nodded and entered. She held her white handbag tightly. It was a huge bag, Eshaan noted. He locked the door and followed her.

'Shall I get drinks?' He asked her. Monica looked at him, she turned around to face.

'First my scarf.' She said extending her hand. Eshaan liked how she came straight to the point. He smiled nodding his head.

'Just a minute.' He replied. Monica watched him walk towards his room.

Eshaan felt slightly disappointed as he walked out of the room carrying the scarf with him. He had a very peaceful sleep last night as he snuggled into it. He came out of the room and looked up. He found Monica by the show-rack. The beautiful wooden and glass furniture was the only decorative piece in his house. She picked up a photo frame and was looking at it. Eshaan saw the photo of two middle-aged couple from behind her shoulder and smiled.

'My parents.' He said. Monica was startled, and she almost dropped it. Eshaan extended his hand to hold the frame. He placed his hand over hers and she looked at him. Their faces inches apart and their gaze locked. Eshaan felt time pause for a moment till Monica broke the eye-contact.

'Sorry.' She said turning away from him. She looked at the photo briefly and then at him.

'Your mom is really pretty. Now I know where you got these good looks from.' She nudged him. Eshaan liked it when she mentioned him to be good looking. He knew he would be pushing his luck, but he took the plunge.

'You think I am good looking.' Eshaan smirked. Monica blinked at him and nodded.

'Yeah,' – She shrugged, - 'That is why I said good looks.' She said with a blank face and Eshaan felt stupid.

'Yeah.' He looked away. Monica pressed her lips tightly to suppress her smile. She looked away and placed the photo frame. She frowned on seeing the next frame.

She picked it up and looked at Eshaan, - 'Who is she?' – She pointed at a girl who was in the frame with him. She had her arm around Eshaan and her cheek pressed tightly against his cheek. The two smiling widely with all their teeth on display. Monica looked at the photo and then at him again.

'Girlfriend?' She asked.

Eshaan laughed taking the photo frame from her. Monica frowned.

'No, no. This stupid can never be my girlfriend. She is my best friend, Jhanvi. We are childhood friends.' – Eshaan sighed staring at the photo and caressing her face with his thumb, - 'Now, she is in Australia.' He looked up at Monica. She was looking at the photo too.

'Anyway. Wine?' He asked. Monica looked at him and took a moment before nodding.

Eshaan placed the photo frame back on the show-rack and turned around. Monica followed him as he walked across the room and towards a small cabinet. He opened the cabinet revealing the mini-bar.

'Wow!' Monica's eyes widened on seeing the variety of wines. Eshaan showed off the mini-bar with pride. He asked her which one she wanted but Monica looked confused and so he suggested they have white wine. He had a good brand of it. Monica simply nodded. He took out two wine glass and gestured her to follow him. Together they walked into the living room. A brown leather double sofa and white reading chair with a cushion and small stool in front of it. There is an LCD TV mounted and a wooden long book shelve below it. There are few racks filled with few books and more of DVDs and video games. Monica looked impressed. Eshaan asked her to sit on the double sofa while he would sit on the reading chair. Monica extended her hand and held his wrist.

'No. Come sit with me.' She said. Eshaan smiled and nodded.

He was trying to be a gentleman, but if she doesn't have any problem he was more than happy.

Eshaan placed the glasses on the glass coffee table and straightened holding the wine bottle in his hand. Monica sat on the leather sofa and adjusted her dress. She pulled down her short skirt and placed one leg over the other. Very gracefully, Eshaan poured some wine in both the glasses. Monica was busy with her handbag when he forwarded her the drink. She looked up and smiled.

'Thanks.' She said taking the glass from him. Eshaan took his glass and sat beside her. Purposefully, he kept a safe distance between them. But Monica shifted little coming close. They looked at each other and smiled. 

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Eshaan is trying hard to impress Monica *laughs*. She looks slightly impressed *hmmm* What do you guys think? Drop in your comments, please *smiles*