THE MISTRESS ✔️ (COMPLETED)

39~ Australia

Three years later, Bondi Beach, Sydney- Australia.

Kabir walked on the sand. The hot sun, the warm sand, the chattering people and beautiful women. The beach always excited him. And coming to the beach in Australian summer was more pleasurable.

He took a seat on the long beach chair and stretched his leg. He adjusted his sunglasses and looked towards the water. Among many dazzling beauties, his eyes searched for only one. His search ended when he saw the beautiful diva walking towards him.

She was dressed in a strapless red bikini and was smiling as she walked towards him. Kabir smiled watching her ruffle her collar-bone length chestnut hair. He observed her perfect hour shaped glass figure, her busty breasts, swaying hips and toned long legs. He sat up in his seat as the woman came to him.

'Enjoyed the water?' He asked. He noticed water trickling down her body and sand granules stuck to her legs. She smiled and sat on his lap.

'Not as much as I enjoy being with you.' She replied wrapping her arms loosely around his neck.

'Ha! Monica. You never seem to amaze me.' He replied caressing her arm with his palm. Monica smiled shifting closer.

'That is why I am your girlfriend for three years now.' She winked at him. Kabir nodded wrapping his arms around her waist.

'True! You have been the only girl beside Kavita who lasted so long with me.' He agreed. Monica let out a small laugh and got up. She picked up a towel that was resting on the chair.

'That is because I am letting you **** other girls while still being your mistress.' She replied haughtily and continued to wipe her arms.

Kabir smirked and leaned back, - 'That reminds me. I met this wonderful woman and have invited her to my hotel room. So, if you don't mind-'

'I don't.' Monica replied not looking at him. Kabir felt offended. He frowned and pulled up his shorts. He leaned front resting his arms on his thigh.

'You don't mind me being with other women?' He asked looking intently at her. Monica looked at him and smiled. She leaned revealing her cleavage. Kabir licked his lips as he looked at it. Monica moved her hand and placed her palm under his chin. She lifted his face and made him look up into her eyes.

'As long as I am getting what I want,' – She trailed her finger along his jawline, - 'I don't care what you do.' She rose from her seat and tilted her head. She kissed his cheek and trailed her lips towards his ear.

'Sweetheart.' She wrapped her arms loosely around his neck and nuzzled her head into his neck. Kabir held the back of her hair and moved her head back. Their gaze met.

'You are a very selfish bitch.' He said eyeing her lips. Monica smiled and leaned. She brushed her lips against his and leaned back.

'I know.' She winked at him. Kabir smiled back.

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Later in the night, Monica sat next to the French window. She sat on a small sofa with her legs stretched and her feet resting on the window pane. She kept staring at the starry night and smoking.

She took a puff and sighed lowering her head. So much has changed in these three years. Monica has everything she wanted - money, fame, being a top model, cars, apartment and everything else. Her life was just like how she had wanted yet more than often she feels like how she was feeling now.

Lost and Lonely.

'Shoot!' Monica realized the cigarette she had just finished was the last in the pack. She moved her legs down and quickly got up from the seat. She walked up to the cupboard and took out her casuals. Quickly, she wore a V-neck cold shoulder top and black tight denim. She hung her handbag on her shoulder and walked out of her room. She didn't bother informing Kabir as she knew he would be busy. Moreover, she is just going to get another pack of cigarette.