MayRa OS-The Wrong Kiss

This is a highly controversial topic, so please be patient with me. I wanted an EMA for MayRa, and since I didn't get it, I got it. Inspired from my own work AvNeil Two Shot- My New Drug

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MayRa OS-The Wrong Kiss

Rudra felt his head swim. The socialite's party were a real pain! He looked around to see his dad throw his arms around his stepmother’s waist and kiss her cheek and rolled his eyes. The scene made his head boil and his arms shiver in anger. He pushed aside the man who was raving about the stock market to him for the last 15 minutes and entered the first room he could find and closed the door and sighed.

It had been a month since Mritunjay Roy had married Diya Malik, an actress out of her prime time, while his mother nursed a wine glass even after their divorce three months.

Rudra wasn’t sure whether he should hate his father, he had given him everything he had in life, especially Rishi, but seeing his mother breakdown every time made his heart bleed.

He hit his head on the door and jumped in shock hearing a yelp behind. He turned to see a woman clad in a black dress, that graced her curves, might he add, and a mask that hid her entire face, except her eyes and lips.

“I am sorry, I’ll leave” Rudra muttered, but something was off. Rudra stepped a bit closer to the bed she occupied, and in the light, he noticed a bruise on her lip.

“Your lips, they, umm, are bleeding”

The woman stared at him for a few seconds, the mask making it difficult to read her expressions and then raised her hand to undo the knot of the mask and Rudra froze.

It was Maya freaking Jaisingh, their to be business partner, Vidyut Jaisingh’s wife.

Run! A voice rang in Rudra’s head, but seeing tears in Maya’s eyes only made him walk more closer to the bed.

“Are you ok? Do you need anything?”

“My bag, it must be somewhere,” She stood up but Rudra waved his hand and looked around. He saw the black clutch lie on the floor and handed it to her.

“I think I should leave then, goodbye Mrs. Jaisingh,”

“Can you please not,” She signed at her lip and removed her makeup kit.

“Oh, I wasn’t in this room,” Maya looked at him gratefully and smiled. Rudra felt his heart flutter, but tore his eyes away from her and walked to the door.

“Rudra,” He turned so fast that he hit the vase on a stand nearby.

“Yeah,” she looked in the compact mirror, touching her lip.

“Are you men this insensitive?” Maya looked at him for a few seconds as her arms started shivering and her lips stammered. She threw the mirror away and sighed.

“Oh shit!” He muttered and rushed to the bedside and picked the wine glass sitting on a side stand.

“I am so sorry this happened to you,” he gave her the wineglass.

“I wish I never married him,”

Rudra knew this wasn’t for him, but nodded and gestured at the bed.

“Oh please, have a sit,” Rudra sat opposite her, now looking at her closely, and every picture of Maya Jaisingh he had ever seen failed to show beautiful she was. Her eyes seemed to be on fire, below the yellow light and her lips were cherry red as if they had been painted by cherries and not some chapstick.

“You can’t be thirsting after the woman you are going to make a deal with!” Rishi’s voice yelled in his head and he gulped.

“Like what you see?” Maya leaned in closer, dark eyes revealing so many mysteries making Rudra’s head spin. Maya laughed and leaned back.

“Are you, like flirting with me?” Rudra asked aghast. Maya smirked and drank the wine.

“You are upset a few seconds ago,”

“I know, I usually smash things around, but since I can’t do that here,”

“You thought it was fun messing with me,”

“I am sorry,”

The thing sat in uncomfortable silence.

“My husband is cheating on me,”

“My mom broke a 32 lakh worth statue when she caught my dad with his secretary, that was ten years ago, my brother, Rishi was fifteen, and me, twenty,”

“That makes you one year younger to me!” She said, excited as if is she had solved a difficult math problem, making Rudra chuckle.

“Yeah,”

“What should I do with my husband?”

“Divorce him, ask for huge ass alimony!” he deadpanned and Maya huffed. They looked at each other.

“Has it ever happened to you, that you know this is wrong and you want to do it,?” She asked and tilted her head. Before any coherent part of Rudra’s head spoke, his lips were around Maya’s, he, dazed in his lust, not realizing that he shouldn’t do this, but when the chocolaty taste with the wine drops touched his lips, Rudra felt he experienced heaven and tipped his tongue in her mouth, tasting the red wine that she was sipping for so long, with an unknown sweetness hitting his senses.

Maya broke the kiss.

“We shouldn’t, this is wrong” She whispered, tears travelling down her cheeks.

“But this is the only right thing I feel I have done in ages,” she continued as Rudra wiped her tears, he had no right to touch her, he knew that, but he still did, because f**k logic and morals right now.

“Will you be ok?”

 The next week, Rudra shook hands smartly with the USA returned Maya Jaisingh, whose ring finger glimmered a solitaire, whose shine seemed to blind Rudra.

Rishi Roy was witness to the destruction that one kiss caused in his brother's life and to the pain a few minutes with Maya Jaisingh brought to Rudra for the rest of his life.

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