Rosa's Affair

CHAPTER 6

2016

Rose Love Paul

Kiran was my nonpareil mistake and the boss of all my omissions. I had no time for romance in the past, but my coffee donor ushered me audaciously out of my shell. I am sitting in this rolling chair in this multinational company cityscaping the outside world from the top floor. I was employed here through my campus. To start with, I didn't want to take this job into consideration, in the end decently to make a run from Kiran, I came to Delhi from my birthplace. Without question I did notice the absence of Kiran a fair amount, withal this place will help me to play my safer role. I don't want to be the protagonist in this drama, so somehow I made my dad agree to my wish and came saying my bye's to Kiran and the banyan tree. It's been two months since I have started my work here and the environment was so good, good to the point you can experience the real world with foxes and eagles. Many act like they care too much about their friends and colleagues, but they are sly as a fox. The nonspiritual world was cleanly and wisely vaulting its colour in this large corporation. Nobody has indefinite time to care for others and that's what gives me headroom from all the offensive emotions. After work, I used to go to my flat and play some Netflix and would prepare my own dinner. Though everything was back to normal somehow my mind wandered into that banyan tree and Kiran at intervals. Not that I miss both, it's just am scared Kiran would trail behind my back. Three months passed in a blink and it was on one Sunday, I was having a good sleep on my couch and heard the doorbell.

I unlocked the door, holy shit! It's Kiran...standing with two bags staring at me in a blunt manner. I closed my eyes and opened again. Kiran wasn't there, Is that a...dream or hallucination?

"Close the door, am already in!" I heard a voice behind me. "Time to live wild from...now on."

I closed the door and turned to look at my hottie's face, "You look stunning Kiran!" I said with a slight smile going closer to the love of my life.

"Thank you for noticing!" said Kiran pulling out the things from inside the bag. "I am going to buy a drink to get you closer to me," said my darling walking closer to me and I felt a warm musky breath on my neck.

"I don't need a drink," I whispered but Kiran was very sharp to catch my small voice and smashed our lips together. I moaned as our mouth took what it wanted. Kiran pressed more against me and I was pushed at the wall with greater force and then I woke up. I was freaking terrified but I have to put a brave face in front of this hormonal animal.

"Do you know how...you...look like?" asked Kiran in an animalistic growl. "Do you want me to explain it?"

"Why are you doing this?" I asked eyes blazed with fire.

"Because...because my dear Rose, I simply can!" said Kiran and walked in the direction of the bathroom.

My head started to whirl and I thought about all the possible outcomes of this relationship. This has to be a dream, but the enchanting smell on my dress and my bruised lips says otherwise.

"My dear Rose, my eyes could undress you...if you are standing in that same spot," said Kiran closing the restroom door with a bang and I walked to the sink to wash my another sin.

Nothing in this universe doesn't go out of place, everything happens according to the guidelines. The guidelines of greater forces. Kiran joined in my office the very next day and pulled a chair next to me. I don't know how those got into place, merely saying...its abuse of power for our self-centred needs. Why should Kiran do this and it's very simple. I started operating overtime giving multiple reasons to my superior. Kiran is not a good cook and that's why I am sad. My coffee donor should be at proper health, so I started to get groceries and started to cook more often. At Least I should take care of those nutritional needs if not other. Kiran's lifestyle changes started showing symptoms in the health sector in our house. Not able to hold back anymore I planned to resign my job so that I can take good care of my wonderful heartbeat. It was one Wednesday morning, I saw my opening.