THE MISTRESS ✔️ (COMPLETED)

64~ Bliss

Few Days later, Eshaan drove the car towards the parking lot and effortlessly parked the car.

'Come.' He said unbuckling the seat-belt. He turned his head and looked at Jhanvi. She was sitting silently and staring at her entwined fingers. Eshaan looked away from her hands and at her face. She had a sad pout. He smiled and extended his hand and held her.

'Jhan?' He called softly. Jhanvi looked up and blinked at him.

'Jhan? You always call me Moti.' She raised her eyebrow. Eshaan smiled and squeezed her hand.

'You are not moti anymore.' He smiled widely.

'Really?' She said brightly, and he nodded. She blushed lowering her head, then she looked up at him again.

'I don't want to go.' She pouted. Eshaan smiled and retracted his arm. Jhanvi unbuckled her seat belt and shifted closer. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and she wrapped her arm around his waist.

'You are going for two days.' - He paused and then added, - 'and when you will go back to Australia, Then?' He tilted his head and looked at the top of her head. Jhanvi sighed.

I wish I would not have to go – She thought to herself. She smiled hoping he will say yes to her alliance.

After they broke the hug, they got down the car. Jhanvi unzipped her small sling bag and checked for her passport and tickets while Eshaan opened the back bonnet and took out her wheeled bag. He placed the bag on the ground and looked at her.

'Ready?' He asked. Jhanvi looked up from her purse and nodded. She zipped her bag as Eshaan pulled out the handle of the bag. He clenched handle tightly and together the two best-friends walked towards the airport's departure terminal.

They stopped at the entrance, Jhanvi turned to face Eshaan. They smiled. She leaned and placed her arm around his neck and hugged him tightly. He hugged her back.

'I will miss you.' She whispered. Eshaan held her closer and she closed her eyes.

'I will miss you too.' He replied. Then, they parted, and he insisted he accompany her till the check-in but Jhanvi insisted that she will go on her own. Eshaan sighed shaking his head.

'No one can win with you.' He said and Jhanvi beamed with pride. They hugged once again and parted.

Eshaan watched her drag her luggage, she stopped few distances from him and waved at him. He smiled and waved back. Then, she turned around and walked into the crowd. Eshaan felt slightly bad because he had met his best friend after so long and that too for very less time. He sighed and placed his palms into his pockets and turned around. He stared at the ground as he walked towards his car.

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Eshaan rang the door-bell but no one opened the door and so he took out the keys from his trouser pants and unlocked the door. He opened the door and entered.

'Monica.' He called locking the door. He turned to face the living room, he frowned and called her name again and this louder.

'I am in here.' She called from his room. Eshaan frowned harder as he walked into his room. He found the room empty. He was about to call her name but stopped when he saw the bathroom door open.

Cautiously, he walked towards the bathroom and found Monica in the foamy bathtub. He cleared his throat and she turned her head to look at him. She smiled seductively at him.

'You came,' – She breathed shifting in her place, - 'I was waiting for you.' She raised her leg and rested her feet on the edge the bathtub. Eshaan eyed her long leg which was covered with foam. She turned, and he got a glimpse of her foam-covered curves. His gaze traveled to her face. She raised her hand and gestured with her finger to come to her. He nodded and took few steps when she leaned back and began giggling. He frowned stopping in his tracks.