Aahir******Had I known waiting for something or someone was a vapid task I would have fucking removed the concept of time. Undoubtedly, I was restive, but for her to get tricked, I had to be patient. She was to join the office after two days. I wanted her to start working from the next day itself, but, no way was I going to have her even a tad of suspicion regarding the job. I aspired for her not to slip out of my hand before I could even catch her.Sitting in the private lounge of Euphoria, along with my friends, I was letting the cocktail travel through my throat. My psyche was wholly wrapped with her thoughts when I heard Reyansh, "What's going inside of your mind?"Lined formed between my brows and stared at my friend in bewilderment."About what?" I asked, having another sip."Aahir, she isn't the kind of girl to be messed with. It might be your biggest mistake, knowing her identity." Reyansh was not in favour of me using Aditi as bait. Neither of my friends was aware I had mul
Aahir******In fury, I charged through the deserted area on the south-western outskirts of San Francisco, after parking my car at a distance. I stormed inside a huge lawn taking strides to the two-storey edifice through narrow paths, on either side of which were hostile thorny bushes.The structure of the building was mammoth and hideous. As soon as I entered I was welcomed by the dust, cobwebs, and graffitis on the walls and corners. If it was daunting outside, from inside, it was ghastly.The air in there was filled with the fetid smell of cigarettes and alcohol. Damien and the other men I had hired were near the fireplace.As soon as their eyes landed upon me they got alarmed. Their mood took a turnabout because the one they were witnessing wasn't Aahir, but a demon."Where?" I looked straight at Damien. Everything inside of me was burning ever since the events of a few hours back. My gruff voice made him realize I wasn't in the temper to listen. I was on a hunt."Top Floor." He k
Aditi******I gawked vacantly at both the bouquets kept on the table of my lounge room. One was a posy of red roses along with a card whilst the other was a bunch of red lilies, my favourite. The fragrance of them jogged my memory of the former times, of my college days. The boys used to leave lilies at my desk accompanied by a box of chocolates, to have me date them.Poor them!I couldn't bring myself to like anyone, instead, I fell for a star who stayed closer, for a bit, completely forgetting, stars are to be admired from afar.My solitary heed was on the prolonged, velvety red petals. They were enchanting. After so long I was given a bunch of them. An involuntary placid smile appeared on my face.There was a reason I preferred lilies over roses. Their beauty was not hindered by the still thorns who tend to hurt everybody. On the flip side, Roses' beauty comes with a price."Good Morning, Mrs. Kohli." I heard Liza."Morning." My eyes were riveted to those beloved blossoms."This o
A/N: Translation For Italian Words are at the end******Aditi******Cross-legged, the man from my past was sitting at twelve o'clock, exhibiting no signs of conceding. His eyes glued to the legal papers kept in his front which were probably my documents whilst I was on tenterhooks on my seat, even when his eyes weren't on me.He wasn't the same as that night, half a year ago. I conjured up the night, where he was wearing a brown leather jacket, underneath which was a black tee. A pair of black jeans was his lower wear and his hairs, disheveled, not gelled up at all. Uncouthness was dripping from his personality as if he just stepped out of a wild dream of mine.Even In his rough look that night, he looked quite fetching His winsome smile for me, even when he seemed in a soul crippling affliction had bowled my mind.My life was already not at par and then the tempest of a few months back was in front, whom I had assumed to be defunct."You are married." He said to himself, flipping t
Aditi******Muddling the vegetable stew with the spoon, at the dining table, all my mind chewed over was him. The new him was immaculate as per my observation. He had great features, deep eyes, a sharp jawline, and a hypnotic voice.The voice was comforting yet gave me sexy chills. Would it be a crime if I confess I wanted him to speak more often, closer?I had been intimidated by him for the entire time I was with him. The way our fingers brushed now and then had passed the jolt of electricity in my body.Our contact wasn't intentional or was it. It wasn't obvious nor did I want my mind to saunter in that direction.I could still feel his eyes on me and was able to feel his presence near me. His mere thought was quavering my existence. I was too underconfident when I was around him, to make eye contact but whenever our eyes met, I was held spellbound.His dark black bright and vehement eyes had a tale to narrate. I was strikingly curious to be mindful of the same. I recalled a few r
Aditi******My heart was pounding like a drum in my chest. It felt like I was on fire. Blood rushed to me all over through the veins. With every breath, my heart thumped like the flapping of a bird's wings.Even my hand on my chest didn't do the trick to calm it down. Running inside the washroom I stared at myself. My face was all red. Nothing happened but it would have. My denial was the only barricade enslaving my inner self who was almost ready to extricate herself from all the morals. Turning on the tap, I splashed the cold water on my face. My hot cheeks didn't feel the cold sensation so I kept continuing the act.After I was done, I closed the tap and stared at my reflection which seemed shy. There was nothing to be shy about. I didn't do anything. Whatever happened was in the spur of the moment and wasn't supposed to.My mind cast back to the painting.The way he had painted my eyes, I felt alive. He had made it as if he knew me inside out.No one knew me that much, not even
Aditi******The alarm triggered for the third time but I didn't want to wake up from the bed. My body was aching awfully. I felt drained of energy. Over and above that, I was timorous to go to the office, because of me. I had always been a woman of self-control and had never provided authority to be controlled by anyone.But that man, he was creeping his way into my soul, making his space.I was frightened that my self-restraint would leave me, for the first time in my life. A man whom I had met just for a night was making me feel assorted emotions even when nothing had happened between us.I didn't remember much of the night, except we had talked. Precisely, I had talked and he had listened. I remembered his one-liners a little.'Don't cry.' He said, holding me softly in his arms.He had brought a glass of water closer to my lips when my sobs had turned into hiccups, 'Drink.''Your eyes, they are...' Tracing my eyelids he became mute. I anticipated what he would say and the word had
Aditi******A scarlet red satin low cut gown was the dress I wore for Vidyut's award ceremony. It was ethereal. Moreover, I loved the slit on the right reg. It was my kind of dress. A hue of red adorned my lips. I stroked them slightly. I could feel his lips over mine, erupting gooseflesh all over. The moment we shared had left an indelible impression over my mind and my heart too. How much I tried to efface it from my memories but I failed miserably."Aditi, baby are you done?""Just a min..." I used a coating of concealer to secrete the hickeys I was gifted by Aahir, even when I didn't intend to. As a matter of fact, I didn't want them gone. I wanted them to be there, on my skin, reminding me of what I did. It was insane, wicked of me, but my insanity had lost the moment that enigmatic man treaded in my life.After the kiss, last night, my mind went into a haze. The lack of food and work overload had debilitated me, resulting in me losing my consciousness, into the bargain.When I