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Chapter 7 - The Flashback

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Us meeting for the first time

"Maa, I am home!”

"Finally! I was so worried about you! Where were you?"

"I was with my friends, Maa. Where else?"

"Your dad wants to talk to you. And he also wants to introduce you to someone."

"Okay?"

"Go now."

"Okay, maa. Chill, yaar!"

I went into the study room, and I saw my dad talking to a young guy. He had a big mop of big black hair, like the night. And his eyes, oh god, his eyes are brown with golden swirls. The most gorgeous combination of colours for the eyes. The skin was so smooth, and there were some, but not a lot of blemishes. His skin colour was dark, but not too dark. You could guess that he stayed outside a lot. And he had broad shoulders, and he was lean and muscular. A really hot combination.

"Hello, baba! Were you looking for me?"

"Yeah, I was. I want to introduce you to... sorry beta tumhara naam kya hai?"

"Don."

Then I butted in.

"Don. Interesting name. Tumko suit karta hai."

"Accha, woh kaise?"

He only took a step towards me, but I was frozen in my place.

"Don means master in Latin. It's derived from the word dominus, which means master or lord. It's used as an honorary prefix in Italy and other places."

"And?"

"Your name can also be the shortcut to Donald, which means world ruler in Gaelic."

"And, how do you know this?"

"Don, she is my daughter."

"Sorry, sir."

"It's okay Don. Just make sure you use protection."

"Baba!!"

Then baba left to work in his bedroom, laughing like a maniac.

"I am sorry, baba never talks like that."

"Don't worry about it. I actually like it."

I became beetroot red.

"And... I actually would like to know you more."

"I am sure that baba has talked enough about me that you'll be sick of me. And he also probably told you some of my embarrassing stories when I was a kid. And there are lots of them."

"I'll never get enough of you. Your father showed me a picture of you when you were little and looked..." I gulped. "...delicious. I wish I could eat you up right now, but more delicious, you looked very cute." He was so close to me. I didn't dare to look at his eyes, but when I did, oh boy. I was speechless. His eyes were so dark, they almost looked black. I could feel his breath fanning my face and neck. Then he kissed the corner of my mouth and then my neck.

"Oh god! That felt so good!"

"Priya! Come here right now!"

I instantly separated from Don, but I already missed his warmth.

"Yes, I am coming."

He whispered in my ear: "I am going to make you cum so much, you won't be able to walk. This body is mine. You are mine. Tum meri ho. Yaad rakhna."

Oh my god and wow.

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List of smut prompts

“So how do you want me to fuck you?”

“I’m not sharing you with anybody. You’re mine, and mine only, and I’m going to make you remember that.”

“That’s sweet and all but do they touch you the way I touch you? Fuck you the way I fuck you? Mm, yeah, didn’t think so.”

A softly spoken, “Want you to fuck me like you mean it.”

“Let me take care of you, yeah? I’ll do the work.”

“Gonna fuck you until the only word you remember is my name.”

“Can I… can I touch you?”

“My God, you’re so fucking gorgeous like this.”

“Can I— can I please touch myself?”

“Wanna see how you look when you come undone under me.”

“I’ll make you feel good, I promise. Just trust me.”

“You sound/taste/feel/look so fucking good.”

“Oh God, you feel amazing, baby.”

A whispered “Please” slipping out of kiss bitten lips.

“Mine. All mine.”

“You drive me so insane, you don’t even know.”

“I love getting to know you like this.”

“You. Me. Bed. Clothes off. Now.”

“Is this okay?”

“How much do you want this?”

“Doing so good for me, sweetheart.”

“Shh, just a little more…”

“You’re taking me so well, baby.”

“Say please.”

“I want you in all the ways you’ll let me have you.”

“Tell me how you want me.”

Soft whines and whimpers; held back noises because they don’t want anyone else hearing them; a plea for more without the use of words.

“Oh, I can think of many ways to shut you up right now.”

“Wanna hear you beg for it, yeah?”

“Where do you want me to touch you?” “I don’t know and I don’t care — I just want your hands on me. Please.”

“P-please just”—a sob—“I just need you to fuck me.”

“Need/want you in me.”

“Beg and maybe I’ll think about it.”

“Not so fast, bun.”

“So… You touch yourself to the thought of me? I’d like to see that in action.”

“Want your fingers in me.”

“Now, why don’t we teach you a lesson?”

“Touch yourself for me.”

“Tell me how you like/want/need it.”

“I wanna taste you on my lips again.”

It’s the gentle and soft touches which send shivers skittering down their spine.

“Rough or gentle?”

“Fuck, look at you right now…”

“You’re really messing with my head here.”

“Fuck, just touch me already! Just— just do something!” “Not so fast. We’ve still got the whole night/day ahead of us.”

“Wanna feel you against me.”

“Don’t wanna come until I feel you in me.”

“Clothes on or clothes off?”

“All yours. Only yours.”

“How about we put that pretty mouth of yours into good use, hm?”

“Fuck, I need/want you so bad.”

“I want you to say my name like that again.”

“Aren’t you desperate?”

“Only I get to ruin you like this, you hear me?”

“Only I get to touch you like this, okay?”

“Patience, love. We’re getting there.”

“Look at your reflection. Look at how gorgeous you are. So fucking gorgeous when I’m fucking you like this. So pretty for me, and only for me.”

“Be good for me.”

“You want to come?” “Y-yes, I— please—” “Hm, but do you really deserve to?”

“You like that, don’t you?”

“Let’s make your thoughts a reality, yeah?”

“Imagine how amazing you’d sound when I’m fucking you senseless.”

“I’ll fuck you so good, I promise.”

“I can taste myself on your lips and it’s messing me up real bad.”

“You look like a mess and I love it, because I’m the one who made you like this.”

“You’ve got me all hot and bothered.”

“You don’t get to touch yourself until I say so.”

“Always so needy for me, aren’t you? Can’t help yourself, can you?”

“Please let me come.”

“I-I promise I’ll be good.”

“How are you feeling?”

“God, you feel so good around me.”

“So wet/hard for me already, huh?”

“You good?”

“Mm, always so impatient for me, aren’t you?”

“Do I turn you on that much?” “You don’t even fucking know.”

“You wanna take control?”

“Let me ride you.”

“Behave.”

“F-Fuck, I don’t think I’m gonna last long if you keep doing that.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever wanted someone more.”

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

“Stop fucking teasing me and get to it already.”

“Oh, the things I’d do to you if we were alone right now…”

“Th-There are people outside this door—” “Well, this isn’t about them, is it?”

“Look at you, squirming under me, all flushed and pretty looking. Can’t even take a little teasing, can you?”

“Yeah, but they don’t fuck you the way you deserved to be fucked, do they?”

“Might I remind you that these walls aren’t sound proof.”

A softly exhaled, “I don’t think I can ever get enough of you.”

“Do you know how much I love seeing you like this?”

“How do you want me to touch you?”

“Let me show you how much I mean what I say.”

“Gonna make sure you don’t forget about tonight.”

Whispered praises against the other’s lips, which are met with soft whimpers and moans.

“Need me to remind you on what happened last night?”

“Oh, sensitive there, aren’t we?”

In a hoarse whisper, “Fuck, you’re killing me here.”

“But you think about me when they’re fucking you, don’t you?” “I… That’s not true.”

“Try not to be so noisy, yeah?”

“Tell me if it hurts, okay?”

“Lift your hips up for me.”

“Fuck, you’re so hot when you’re bossy.”

“Look at you, coming undone before I’ve even started touching you.”

“Stop glaring at me like you don’t enjoy me teasing you.”

“I want to be the one fucking you this time.”

“Sweetheart, you’re so responsive to my touch.”

“I think you’d look even better under me.”

“And I think you’d look fucking hot when you’re on top of me.”

“Want you to ruin me.”

“Do whatever you want with me.”

“Just sit on my fucking face already.”

“Who gave you permission to touch yourself?”

“What did I just say?”

“You feel so fucking good in me.”

“You can have all of me if that’s what you want.”

“Baby—shit—I don’t think I’m gonna make it to the bed like this.”

“Tell me if it becomes too much, okay?” “Okay.”

“S-Stop leaving marks on my neck. I have a presentation first thing in the morning.” “Then I get to leave marks anywhere below the neck?”

“Let me make you feel good this time?”

“You only get to watch.” “B-but—” “No buts, sweetheart.”

“I’d fuck you right here, right now, if I could.”

“Let’s take it back to my place.”

“Are we— are we really going to do this here?”

“Turn around.”

“You look so cute like this, you know?” “Shut the fuck up and just fuck me already.”

“Why’d you stop?” “Because you sounded too fucking good and so I had like, a moment.”

“I don’t like people touching what’s mine.”

“Eyes on me at all times, sweetheart.”

“I wanna eat you out so fucking bad.” “Then why don’t you?”

“Spread your legs for me.” … “Spread them wider.”

Hands firm on their thighs, keeping them from snapping them shut.

“I’m not done with you yet.”

A whispered, “Then come for me,” right next to their ear after they beg for release through tears and soft whimpers, because they’ve been edged for way too long.

“Admit it — you want this as much as I do.”

“I’ll be honest: I get off to the thought of you.”

“No one does it like you.”

“Christ, I wanna fuck you so bad.” “You’ll get to do that once we get home.”

“I want you in the most sinful ways possible.”

“Need a hand?”

“Aww, how eager can you get?”

“I want you to touch me like I’m the only thing you could ever want.”

“Can’t— can’t you go faster than this?”

“You like messing with my head, don’t you?” “Only because it clearly turns you on.”

“B-But what about you?” “We can worry about me later. It’s all about you right now.”

“Shit, I’m so fucking hooked on you it’s not even funny.”

“You’d sound so good begging for it.”

“Fuck, you have such a tight hold on me, you don’t even know.”

“Don’t make too many noises or we’ll get caught.” “That’s part of the thrill.”

“I don’t care, I just need these clothes off so I can fully feel you against me.”

“You’re the only one I’ve ever wanted so badly.”

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"My body is yours," Character B whispers, staring up at Character A, lids hooded; Character A's breath catches in their throat on the inhale, blinking slowly down at Character B. "I'm yours," they add. "It's yours to do whatever you please."

"Yeah?" Character A questions, almost breathless as they lean down, feeling Character B's breath ghosting their lips.

"Yeah," Character B confirms. "All yours," they say, leaning up to press their lips against Character A's.

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Chapter 8a - What's Next?

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I broke up with Sid. I felt a little sad about it, but I felt as if I was stuck. There was no newness in the relationship and besides, I like what I have with Raghuvendra.

I know what I have done to Sid is not right. I had slept with Raghuvendra, to get close and, maybe get some more information about the American project that Riya is producing. Maybe, I also felt that if he had found out from somewhere else, he would have left me, so I left him.

There's fun, a little bit of competition but it's healthy, kind of. Hopefully, this one will be different.

I saw Riya and Raghuvendra arguing about something, and she looks pissed. Like it's about to blow.

I hope they resolve it between them.

We took the cab home, and they all crashed at my place. But I felt that something wrong was going to happen, I just didn’t know what.

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The next day

After the catastrophe that was last night, I decided the best way to start a new day was to indulge in my own thoughts and imagination and starting the process of writing the script. And I also must talk about what happened last night with HR, I think. In case that was not clear, I did not go to work today.

I woke up relatively early, washed myself, made myself a cup of tea, and sat in front of the blinking Word document, hoping that imagination comes knocking on my brain, so I can start writing, but nothing.

My brain was so fried that, I couldn’t even formulate a simple sentence. It also didn’t help that my own office is covered in trinkets that I found during my travels, and there is a special place where I left sone of the most important, happy, and painful things stored in that little steel container, hidden away on the top of my wardrobe.

Today, it felt like the memories were calling me again, so that they could wash me again for the umpteenth time. So, I let them.

〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️

After a few weeks

Everyone knew or maybe they assumed that I would let Raghuvendra on my project that the stunt he pulled that night, so HR got notified and that effectively meant that he was out of my project.

While I was nearly finishing the call with HR, I received a text message. I thought it was going to be an update on my Amazon delivery, but it wasn’t.

It was a text from an old friend, a friend that supported me, but I couldn't stay back.

The text asked how was I?

How am I?

To be honest, I…

I couldn’t text them back, so it remained in the cluster that my messages were, unanswered, unseen, and unread.

In the meantime, I got another text and this time it was Ahaana.

After a few minutes, she starts typing again.

After I had sent that last message, I felt faint, so I went to the bathroom to face. After the cool water touched my face, and started dripping on my t-shirt, I felt like my breath was stuck in my throat. How could I say to her that she should move on, when I couldn’t do it myself.

I heard another ping coming off my phone from my office, so I went to check.

After that, he left to go to her and that was the last I heard from them. As for my project, I finally decided that I was going to produce it myself. No external force would be included in here, in terms of producing.

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After a few days

It’s a relatively normal day at the office, except it doesn’t feel like it.

I can sense something is about to happen.

Riya is in her office, working but she seems on edge and fidgety as though she is going to burst.

During lunch, she calls Fatty into the office. I wonder what they are talking about. The discussion seems to have started well; they are both smiling, and Fatty gets offered a glass of water. It looks like Riya is trying to reassure her that there is nothing wrong, yet.

I wait for her to look towards me, but she never does.

Later, I get called to an ad shoot to help, since the original cinematographer got sick suddenly and that took the whole morning.

Fatty left Riya’s office a little shaken up, but she was well.

When we get together for lunch, I see that she is a little fidgety.

“Well, will you spit it out, I can see you vibrating over there!”

“It’s about Raghuvendra...”

“What about it? Actually, I didn’t see him this morning. I assumed he was here, but now that you mentioned it, I didn’t see him.”

“He left.”

“Left? What do you mean, left like left to take a break or...”

“Left like he left the country to get married to his ex”

There was silence, almost deathly silence. And then, chaos.

“What do you mean!!? I mean how is that possible... we were talking a few days ago...how could he do this me.... wait he left to get married... Married!?”

“He went there to get engaged...”

“Does it matter?!!!!”

I didn’t realise that, from the glass window covering a part of her office, Riya was trying to contact Aahana, her “supposed” friend/ acquaintance to confirm that what Aahana told her was the truth.

Following the tragedy that was lunch, everyone got to work. Some were happy, and some were in shock. Kaira was working robotically, and Fatty was trying to get to talk about her feelings.

At the end of the day, she was also going to get another nasty surprise and this time, the landlord was going to deliver this.

The landlord tells her to vacate her apartment because the building association wants to rent apartments only to married couples.

With all the support from her friend and her irritating call from her mother, she packs her bags to go home, in Goa.

Within her thoughts, she said: “What’s next!?”

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Chapter 8 - Love. Break up. Repeat

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Since we finished shooting the movie, the producers (me included) decided to have a celebratory dinner at a resto-bar.

Everyone was celebrating the end of the project, with food and drinks. There were talks about what would happen next, would we ever join forces again with a new project, so many questions and not an answer in sight.

And me?

I was glad that the project was over. It took a long time to conceptualize, plan and then execute, so I now was reaping what I had sowed. All the hard work, energy and cohesion was necessary for this to happen.

So, why wasn’t I happy?

Somewhere in my mind, I knew that this project was going to end, sooner rather than later but I still felt unfulfilled, like we could have gone deeper, but we didn’t. Like the work we did was just an apology. And you know what else? Hollow. A feeling that was way too familiar to me.

Anyway, the job is done now, and now I must focus on what to do when I get back to New York.

Even though I was nursing a drink at the bar, showing that I was clearly busy and not interested, someone decides to sit next to me, and it's none other than Raghuvendra.

"Can I sit here?"

"Raghuvendra, yes, have a seat."

He sat down on the bar stool next to me.

"So, how can I help you with?" I was not interested in talking to anyone, let alone him. However, sometimes, we must play with the cards that we have available. So, small talk it is.

He turns towards me.

"What are your plans after this?"

"What exactly do you mean?”

“I mean, now that this project is completed, you are not going to stay here, are you?”

“No, I am not. I might take a trip, though. Somewhere where I can get inspired for the next thing.”

He inched closer.

“What about the American project?”

“What about it?”

“What can you tell me about it?”

“The only thing that I can really mention this to you specifically is that it’s going to produce by me, solely as of now. And I am still working on creating a good team for my passion project.”

“So, anyone you deem good is going to be in the team, right?”

“Yes...” I really don’t like where this is going.

“What about me?”

“What about it?”

“Do you think that I am one of the key people that you need for your project?”

“I am sorry but no. I don’t think you have what it takes to germinate a project which already an unconsidered subject. Then, I have been proven wrong a few times.”

“So?”

“My gut very rarely gets it wrong, and I trust my gut. So, I am saying this to you since you asked, no I don’t think I should include you in my team.”

“What if I can get you to change your mind?”

“Raghuvendra, I am not going to change my mind about this. This is final.”

“What if...”

"I said no. Are you this forthcoming to your seniors?"

"Not really, only the ones that I could show a great time."

"Raghuvendra, I suggest you don't proceed with what you are going to do, or else it's not going to end well."

"I'll take my chance."

Before he could touch me, I slapped him. Hard.

“I don’t want to see you ever again. However, if I must see you again, I’ll make sure you stay away from team. And one other thing, you are permanently removed from any of my projects.”

"You can't do that!"

"I can and I will. Just watch me. And besides, whichever decision you were going to make on my project, you really think I wouldn't check up on my team? And the fact that you slept with the cinematographer, that's just..."

"That's none of your business!"

“It is my business when you act like you are the boss!”

You are trying to guess how I found out? I'll tell you. Ganju told me. And a bit of guess work.

"It is my business when you are hurting the people I work with, Raghuvendra! You need to stop, before it causes more problems in the future."

"Besides, a friend is coming from America for a project of mine. You just lost your privileges as a producer. Sorry executive producer and I'll talk to HR to have you removed. I don't want a creep working here."

He looked straight at me and looked like he was pondering about something.

"Is it Aahana?"

"Why do you want to know, hm?"

"She is my ex."

"I don't care. Unlike you, she is a professional and focuses on her work." Aahana is Raghuvendra's ex. That's going to get messy.

“Stop bothering me and my team, and maybe I’ll rethink my decision.”

So, to clear my headspace, I decided to step out of the restaurant and started humming a random tune. 

It helped for a bit, but then I saw Kaira and her friends stepping out as well, but Kaira seemed a little restless, like she couldn't wait to leave the place.

She hadn't seen me, even though I was in her line of vision.

"What happened, Kaira? You look off."

"Off?"

"I don't know, you seem to look different from the last time we talked."

"I hope it's a good different."

"Do you really need to have my approval for that?"

"Not really."

"So, can you tell me what happened? Why are you leaving?"

"I brought my boyfriend, well ex-boyfriend, here."

"Ex? And brought? As far I knew, your boyfriend owns this restaurant, right?"

"Yes, he does own this restaurant. I broke up with him."

"Can I ask why?"

"I felt like I was stuck in that relationship."

"In what sense? Like you weren't moving forward or is there something else that is bothering you?"

"Look, I am exhausted, and the others need to go home and crash. Talk to you later?"

"Okay, take care of yourself."

After a while, I went home and straight to bed. But my sleep was gone, and the memories kept replaying in my mind.

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Confessing & Leading To A Confession Dialogue Prompts

“Look, I know I’m not what your dream partner would’ve looked like, but I think we could work.”

“Fuck, I… I think I’m in love with you.”

“This is gonna sound crazy, but what if we… y’know got together?”

“Whenever I see you with someone else I can’t help but feel hurt."

“There isn’t anyone else but me! I’m the one!”

"There's a reason why I kissed you, idiot."

“No, wait, I have something to tell you.”

"I don't know... but I feel a lot of different things when I look at your face."

“How could you be so blind? I’m right here.”

"Don't make me say it out loud."

"My attention is always undivided for you"

"There's something I've been keeping from you."

"You already know what I'm about to say."

"I want to be more than what this is."

"I don't go around telling everyone these things you know."

"It's real this time. Not a fleeting love."

"You're my priority."

"Don't feel ashamed, it's mutual."

"But I don't want them, I want you."

"You need me just as much as I need you."

"Our future-- or-- I mean..."

"Is that door locked properly?" "Yeah." "Okay, I need to get this off my chest now."

"Sorry I've been avoiding you. I knew we couldn't see each other if I couldn't keep myself under control."

"It's not your fault I got all these ideas in my head."

"Maybe I'm crazy, but I started to imagine what I'd do without you and I really couldn't"

"Just promise to return I have something I need to share with you."

"Had I known all this would've happened, I would've told you the truth from the start."

"I was thinking about it and I've decided it's best if I just told you everything."

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Chapter 6 - I Leave The Good

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The calls were becoming even more frequent than before, which was a shock, to say the least.

He knows that I know him. All of him. And he also knows that I will make sure that he regrets the day he came into my life, but I am not sure I regret him coming.

After all, I had a heart. And now I don't want him to hurt me anymore than he did already.

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I had told him that I didn't want to see him and I had meant that. So, after a month of trying to avoid him, I knocked onto Mallik Saab's office.

"Come in. Kaun? Ah Riya, tum? Kya hua? Don ka paata chala?"

"Nahin. Main aapko yeh patana chahti hoon ke I am quitting. I won't work for Interpol anymore."

"Why?"

"I am fed up of this hide and seek, Sir. I am fed up of being Detective Inspector [Weapon Specialist], working for Interpol Priya Roy. Main ab sirf Priya banna chahti hoon. Main ab aapne liye jeena chahti hoon. And that means leaving my job, to figure out what I want to do later."

"Toh kya tum yeh chahti ho ke Don khule am ghume?"

"Itne saalon mein woh kabhi mere haath nahin aaya Sir, toh kya guarantee hai ki woh agli baar aayega? 10 saal hone ko hai, jabse yeh case liya hai. Ab main thak gayi. Aur meri ek request hai. Aap yeh case, na Roma ko dedena. She is the fittest for the case, and I am sure that she will make progress, unlike me. She is a star, and she won't make you regret it."

"Theek hai. Jaise Tumhari marzi."

At that point, Roma comes in and she is very upset.

"Priya, you're leaving me?"

"No. I am not leaving you. I am leaving Interpol, and I am definitely leaving everything and everyone else related to this. There is a difference, Roma."

"Then, why are you leaving?"

"It's mainly because I want to.... live like other people. And not have this nerve-racking thought that he is following me or other issues that I have. Mallik Saab, main ab azaad hona chahti hoon and please Roma ko guide karlena. Huse aapki zaroot hogi. Goodbye."

Roma took the leave for the day, so we could spend some time before I leave and find another place.

"Priya, ab kaha jaogi?"

"Pata nahin. Maybe back home. I haven't seen my brother and his girlfriend, for a while now. He is definitely not going to be happy that I will be coming to him last minute."

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Chapter 5 - Old And New Connections

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From then on, I kept receiving calls from Don and for a while, I would forget that he is an international criminal on the chase and, for once I was able to be me.

I was scared of being me. It always caused problems.

From then on, I had to have a façade on.

And if Don started to know me, all of my weaknesses will come out and he will use it against me. Whether I like it or not. Again.

But, whenever we would talk, I felt at home. I felt secure, after a long time. After what happened with Roma and what happened to me, I couldn't let him go that easily. I can't let him play with my mind. Not this time.

Roma had lost her brother and his fiance because of Don. Ramesh wanted to leave, so Don killed him.

I had told about the calls with Don to Roma, so we could find a location. Nothing. The location would always bounce.

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I went home after work, and I couldn't believe what was happening. Don was in front of me, and he was not alone. He was with Sam.

"Kya chahiye tumhe?"

"Tum. Mujhe tum chahiye."

"Kyu? Sirf sex ke liye? Yah phir tumhara mann kabhi bharta nahin hai. Isiliye tum mere peeche pare ho."

"Riya..."

"Riya, kya ha? Maine tumse aapni jaan se bhi zyaada pyaar kiya, bharosa bhi kya, aur tumhe mere dad ko hi mara. Us insaan ko mara jisne tumko sahara diya? Us insaan ko mara jisko main aapna bagwaan manti thi? Tumhe us din sirf meri dad ki jaan nahin li thi. Tumne meri jaan bhi li thi. Us pyaar ko bhi jaan se maar diya tha tumne."

"Jab bhi bhi tumhara chehra dekhti hoon, toh dad ki laash mere aakhon se saamne aaja thi hai. Aur main aapni dad ki laash nahin dekhna chahti hoon. Kabhi bhi. So, you need to leave right now. Both of you. I don't want to see you ever again in my life."

"You don't interfere in my life, and I won't interfere with yours. Deal?"

Don didn't want to commit, but Sam agreed.

Hopefully, I won't see them for a long time.

I hope.

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Chapter 4 - Loneliness, Pleasure and Pain

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I went back to my apartment to be greeted by silence, as usual.

Normally this silence would bother me, but not today. Today, I feel happy and elated. Today I feel alive. Because of him.

The guy who I am supposed to hate, despise and making him regret the day he crossed in my path. The guy who robbed of my happiness was now becoming human.

And that meant trouble. The trouble that I was not ready to face. Yet.

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I went to my bedroom to get a shower when I heard some noises coming from the kitchen. I was sure only Roma had the extra keys to her apartment, but even then Roma would announce that she was coming in and, in this case, it was not happening.

She was also sure of the fact that she had locked the door of the apartment. Then, who is it?

I thought it was probably having one of those days when I keep hallucinating, so I started getting ready for a nice shower, with some nice music and some nice wine, something that would calm my nerves. I had my gun, just in case.

Then, silence.

I got out of the shower, and there he was. And mind you he was shirtless, leaning against the window, smoking. I don't know the reason, but I was not complaining.

"What the hell are you doing here and why are you here!?" I was panting.

He came into the bedroom and closing the balcony door before him coming towards me. I kept moving back, and he leapt forward. Like a cheetah.

"Don. What are you doing?"

"I am taming my cheetah."

In under a second, he took off my towel that was wrapped around my body and he was looking at me and my lips. I then bit my lip, out of stress and then he started kissing me, cupping my face.

At first, it was rough, but then it went calmer, and he started exploring my mouth. I started moaning from the deafening pleasure. His hands were touching my breasts.

"Don."

"You are so beautiful. I want to make you mine."

"Don't do this."

"Why not?"

Then he stopped. He knew why. And I was not going to let him forget that.

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Chapter 8 - Affection And Gut Feeling

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I was blushing like never before. My heart was beating like crazy. I went to my lecture and got all the work done. Made my notes. Everything was good, for once.

After the lecture, I got a call from Aman.

"Hi."

"Hi, sweetheart!" and he blew a kiss on the phone.

"Aman, thoda toh behave karo! Log kya sochenge? Aur tumhara lecture khatam hua?" I was laughing and smiling like crazy.

"Kyu? Kya problem hai? Main apni girlfriend se baat kar raha hoon aur main abhi kiss bhi karna chahata hoon, lekin woh mujhse door hai. Ha, lecture khatam ho gayi. "

"Baad me karlena. Abhi nahin."

"Baad me kab?"

"Jab mein tumhare saamne ajaungi."

"Okay." He seems upset.

I knew where he was, so to a surprise, I reached where was his last lecture and kissed him. You had to see his face. It was like giving a kid a new toy or giving him or her a lollipop. He was so happy.

"Yeh kya tha?"

"Yeh ek thank you tha?"

"Thank you?"

"Thank you isiliye kyun ki tumne meri zindagi badal di. Thank you for being my Aman. My angel."

"Main koi angel nahin hoon. Main toh bas is devi ka das hoon ."

"Accha? Yeh kuch zyada nahin hua?"

"Belkol nahin! By the way, I have got something special planned for you. "

"Kya?" I was very excited.

"Woh tumhe tumhare room miljayega."

"Accha? Tum late mat hona. Aur apna khayal rakhna, okay?"

"Okay." He said while touching my hand.

From that moment, I felt that something was off. I couldn't pinpoint what, though.

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Chapter 7 - Mystery Man

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I want to make it up to you, Priya. Last time I took you to dance with me, it didn't work out, you know for obvious reasons. So, can I have the privilege to take you out to dinner to Water's Edge and then dance on the pier? Please reply soon. I am getting impatient. I am going to meet you outside the dormitory, ok? I love you. I miss you. I should have never let you go to your room. But what can I do? You are not going to break the rules and I can't stay away from you.

That was a great start to the day. A sweet message from Aman. AWESOME!!! As you can imagine, my friends were looking at me weirdly, as I did not tell them what happened the evening before.

Everyone was curious. Anjali started the Q&A session, as expected.

"What happened yesterday, Priya?"

"Nothing that should be told to you, otherwise. Okay, can you stop the Q & A now, because I have got a lecture in about 15 minutes? And I have got to go somewhere else, this evening."

"Where?"

"At Water's Edge."

"What for?"

"A date?"

Anjali was getting curious.

"With whom?"

"Someone special?"

"Can we know who this lucky guy is?"

"Yeah, and Sure."

"Who is he, then?"

"Aman. Ok bye."

Everyone was dumbstruck. Well, I don't blame them. Aman was very popular, but he had eyes only for me and that's enough.

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Chapter 6 - Is This It?

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We then reached his house. He, again, then took me into his arms and I felt all mushy. The door of his apartment was open, and there was no trace of Aman's mother. He took me to his bedroom and this time he laid me to his bed very slowly, as if he wanted to savour that moment, and not for once he broke eye contact with me.

I was getting scared.

I started panting. Is this really going to happen now?

He started kissing the back of my neck getting towards the shoulders. I moaned. At that moment I realized that I was in love with him. I just wanted him to be mine. Forever. 

He started playing with my hair and I felt so happy, for once. I looked at him. It seemed like the era of pain was coming to an end, because Aman is now with me. I leaned towards him and started kissing him passionately. I was crying, because, for the first time in my life, I was happy. He reciprocated. While kissing him, we rolled on the bed and I fell on him, and then we both started laughing.

When we managed to breathe properly and check that no bones were broken or fractured, he said: "I love you, Priya. I love you very much. I don't know what would be life without you. There have been so many moments when I wanted to kiss you so badly that I cannot tell you. I wanted to hug you, I wanted to make you mine. But I stopped myself thinking that you would never love me. You are going to think this is a complete façade. You'll think that I am a brat who plays with people's hearts. Because you heard about the relationship I had with Cecilia."

I started crying. I saw that Aman was also crying as well. I was so happy and sad that day. 

Happy because Aman told me he was in love with me and sad because he thought that I may be thinking this is a lie. Of course, I knew the relationship he had with Cecilia. 

She was a new girl that came from America. She was a girl that only wanted boys' attention so she can sleep with them. She was trouble. At that point, Aman was going through a rough patch in his life and Cecilia became his support, or so everyone thought. In actuality, she only wanted to be with him, so that others would get jealous of her, and she could manipulate him to do all kinds of things. Eventually, he found out that she was cheating on him, and he broke up with her. 

I replied: "Aman, who told you that I won't believe you? I have always trusted you, from day 1. If you were being a pain, I would have never come close to you. And I would have probably broken your nose."

We both smiled and remembered the day when I broke Karan's nose.

I asked him while touching his cheek and cupping his face: "Don't you want to know what will be my reply?"

"I am too scared to hear it."

I looked at him shyly and then kissed his right cheek. My lips were caressing his face while moving from his cheek to near his ear. I then told him: "I love you. I love you, Aman. I love you more than anything else in this world."

He lit up as if he regained his life and then started to kiss me reverently and hugged me really tight. I was responding and was laughing as well.

"You don't know how happy you've made me, Priya!!!"

I wanted to know whose drawings he had made, so I started diverting his attention to the drawings. "Waise Aman, tumhare dressing table ke peeche kuch drawings hai. Kya mein dekh sakti hoon?"

He looked quite shy and said: "Tumhari aakhon se kuch chukta nahin hai, ha?" He kissed me one last time and then he got up from me. He was lying on top of me all time. He then took out all the drawings and I realized they were all drawings of me. Me talking to my friends, me standing on the balcony looking at God knows what. Me trying to do some homework in my room. Me playing with Nikhil. There were so many, that I lost count of them.

I said: "They are all very beautiful." They all looked like photographs, except they were more artistic.

He replied: "Well, the muse I used was so beautiful that I had to match up to her beauty." I started blushing and he then came close to me and started kissing me again. I had to make him stop kissing me otherwise he wouldn't leave me. Aman then dropped me off at my dorm building and said:

"I don't want to let you go. Stay with me, please?"

"Aman, hum kal milne wale hai, na? And come on, you are a good boy." I then kissed his cheek, but he turned around and I ended up kissing his lips. And he was kissing me so passionately that I might have fainted if I wasn't hugging him.

"I have to go, Aman."

He then flew a kiss in the air, and I caught it, and put it in my heart and gave a flying kiss to him and he caught it and he smiled.

He then dropped me off at my place, kissed my lips, and drove off to his place and I went into my dorm room, smiling like crazy.

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