Don 3: Heart's Desire

Chapter 6

Roma opened her eyes, rays of light bothering them. She blinked a few times and felt her head explode. She flinched as suddenly she remembered everything that had happened the past night. She stood on the bed and looked around. Where was she?! She didn't recognize the surroundings, but that was no surprise. She got off bed and looked around. No sight of Don, she checked the bathroom and then went for the other door, it was locked. She couldn't get out of the room. She sighed, looked around and realized the room had a balcony. She tried the door and it opened. She carefully stepped out, the balcony was an open one and she could see buildings right near where she was, she looked at them attentively trying to recognize them. Where had he taken her? She was well familiarized with London but it all seemed too out of place. She decided to look further away from the nearest buildings and try to recognize the skyline. Her eyes scanned everything in detail, and what she saw, looking further to her right, shocked her. It was the Eiffel tower!

Roma chocked. How could he take her to Paris?!

Suddenly she heard someone whistle beneath the balcony. She bent over the balustrade.

'Dreamt about me, I hope!' Don winked at her as he took of his aviator Ray-Bans, leaning onto a convertible Maserati granturismo.

Roma didn't know how to react. But she found herself staring at him. He was wearing a pair of fitted jeans and a deep-v white shirt, his sleeves rolled.

She kept staring 'Don...'

'What are you waiting for? A serenade? Go change your clothes, I'm getting hungry' he tapped his Tag Heuer watch.

She looked at him confused. 'Closet?' he blinked at her then got into the car and lit up cigar.

Roma turned around and she found herself heading towards the closet. She was surprised to find a multitude of choices. She went for vaporous green skirt and a beige shirt. She tied her hair into a messy bun and as she went for the door she realized it would be locked, but to her surprise she could now open it.

She found Sameer standing next to the door 'After you' he signaled for her to walk along

'Sameer... I don't understand... Didn't you betray Don?'

Sameer laughed 'I'm surprised the Interpol didn't figure anything out yet! You guys really need to get your things straight'

Roma frowned, it was all getting more and more confusing. The hall was beautiful and it reminded her of a fancy French hotel she once stayed at. But they then went into another hall which seemed like a totally different place.

She realized it was an old building, the rest of it was pretty unkept and old, but the particular floor on which she had been taken from was luxurious compared to it.

When they finally got outside the building, Don was still smoking. Roma realized Sameer hadn't gotten out of the building too.

Don honked angrily 'I'm losing patience, darling' he then said sweetly. He then leaned over and opened the door for her.

She reached the car and awkwardly got in, then looked over at him. He too looked at her and moved his glasses onto the tip of his nose 'Kya hua?'

'Don what do you think you are doing?'

He rolled his eyes and pushed his glasses upwards, then started the engine and accelerated 'Phir shuru ho gayi...'

'What do you expect, Don? To dance and jump around?'

'Actually? Yes! Weren't you the one that wanted to meet me?' he was driving slowly, as if he was enjoying the ride.

'What?'

'You know, you were going oooon and on how you couldn't reach me, so here I am! And now you're interrogating me?'

'How did we even get here?'

'We switched to a private jet. But you were still unconscious. It's first class, I'm sorry you couldn't enjoy it' he let out a laugh

Roma looked furious 'This has to stop! What do you think, you can do whatever you want?'

He looked at her confused 'I thought I had made it very clear by now' he laughed 'Now enough with this boring chatter! Just look around, what beautiful sights to see!' he fixed his gaze on her

She looked at him and frowned. She didn't know how to react to any of this. Her heart was earning for him and was pounding, happy to see him, but her mind was putting on a big fight for her not to give in.

They reached Champs-Élysées and Don quickly parked the car. He went over to her side of the car and opened the door for her. She looked at him as he put out his hand to help her get out.

'Why are you being so courteous?'

'I'm always courteous, sweetheart. Chivalry is not dead' he winked.

She realized he hadn't let go of her hand. She followed as they entered a restaurant and a waiter immediately greeted them, taking them to a table at the terrace. She noticed it was all very luxurious and the people that were also there were all as if taken out of fashion magazines. Everything was extremely beautiful from the table, the architecture of the restaurant and even the flowers that were all over the terrace.

'You like it?'

She looked at him, not saying anything.

'I knew you would. So what shall we have?' he opened his menu.

'I'm not hungry'

He looked at her 'Are you going to make a scene?' he closed his menu rapidly so that it startled her 'Listen sweetheart, I didn't want to have to threaten you... but you leave me no choice. If you ever do anything that would draw unnecessary attention to me' he paused 'Just know that Anushka and your loving uncles would be in trouble'

Roma chocked and turned pale.

'But I know it won't be an issue' he smiled 'So what are we having?' he opened the menu again

The waiter came 'Shall I take your order, sir?'

Roma looked over at him while he said something in french, she was lost in thoughts and couldn't help but stare at this handsome man. Why did he have to be so sexy? It wasn't just his looks, but also the way he spoke, the way he went about himself. Everything was so masculine about him and so desirable. Even the way he would look at her or touch her, ever so gently, knowing fully well how brutal he can be, the way he smelled was out of this world, she had never smelt such lush colognes. Everything about him was so...

'Roma?'

She flinched 'Pardon?'

'What will you have?'

She looked at the waiter 'Whatever he's having' she smiled awkwardly.

Don smiled 'Good girl'

He lit a cigar. She watched him as he exhaled the smoke her way slowly 'Roma, Roma...' his eyes scanning her slowly 'I must say... I barely got myself to leave that night in Mumbai' he raised his eyebrow

Roma blushed.

'... I barely refrained from jumping into the tub' he chuckled

'Why were you even there?' she got herself to say

He exhaled 'Hmmm...' he chuckled 'How do I explain something that even I don't understand' he locked her gaze

'Is this how you treat every woman? Forcefully?'

He looked shocked to hear that 'Sweetheart... I am innocent. I left that night in Mumbai, didn't I? Trust me... it's not what I reallywanted to do'

'So why bring me here, why did you kidnap me?'

He laughed 'I didn't kidnap you. You see... you fainted, so I had to do the right thing and take you out of there. Had your stupid cousin not called the police we would have enjoyed a fine evening' he looked lustfully into her eyes

She blushed 'But' he continued 'Given the circumstances, I had to leave the city. And I couldn't just leave you there, on your own, could I?' he batted his eyelashes then giggled

Roma looked away. The waiter came and served them.

'I lost my appetite all of a sudden' he said 'I'm craving something else right now'

She looked at him as he bit his lower lip.

He lit up another cigar 'You eat' She nodded in denial 'Roma!' he sounded angry '...Please' he then added softly.

She lowered her gaze and began eating. She didn't even realize what she was eating, her mind was too busy comprehending what was happening.

He followed with his eyes her every move, making her feel very self conscious.

'Why are you staring at me like that?'

He sighed 'I'm very hungry, Roma...'