The Enigmas Of A Kiss : A Swaron and Kriyansh FF (chapter3 in page 14) - Page 5

Sharon Rai Prakash paced the room which was an anomaly in and of itself. Sharon Rai Prakash was not a floor pacer or hair twirler or a nail biter for that matter. No, she was neat, error free and analytical. However, the latest bomb her father had exploded over her head was enough to drive the calmest of people insane.

"It's high time you settled down, Sharon. It would set my mind at ease." her father had said this morning. Her father whose health has been deteriorating rapidly. Usually, she refused to dwell on that thought. But not today. Today her whole predicament was a result of her father's poor health. She knew better than anybody that when her father said "settled", he did not mean fiscally. No, her father was talking about the age old familial bond that she has been skirting till date. A bond that would presumably provide her sanctuary. She scoffed at that. She was Sharon Rai Prakash and security from others was the last thing she needed. She had not made it this far in the cut-throat glamour world by leaning on others. She had made it known early enough in her career that she was not one to tolerate nonsense. She had proved her point by punching certain stuck up noses and kicking some high profile balls. She was born with a backbone of steel and the last thing she needed was sustenance from a stranger. She could not even begin to contemplate what marriage at this point of her career would entail for her. She has been riding the high of four consecutive successful concerts and has been getting calls from every corner of the world. She had put her blood and soul into this career.

But, she knew if it ever came down to her father's well being, she would forego all of that without batting an eyelid. Despite, everything the world believed of her, she loved her family. Or rather the only person that was her family. Her father. There was never a doubt or choice involved here. If reassurance was what her father needed she would give it to him. Her father had asked her to give a chance to Swayam Shekhawat and she will. But she never said it would be fair. She will not refuse the guy that her father had chosen for her without a valid reason. And she will find a valid reason. A valid reason to reject the guy they called the most eligible bachelor in town. Yeah, good luck with that Sharon.

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Reyansh woke to a whiny voice grating on his nerves. His head throbbed and it felt as if his organs have been taken out and replaced with those of lead. Lord, what has happened to him?? "Too many tequila shots with whisky thrown in. That's what happened to you", that annoying voice in his head quipped. Okay, so maybe he had partied a bit too hard last night. In his defense, the girl he had been doing shots off had been pretty damn hot. He was a red blooded male of the polygamous human species. It was only plausible that he would lose track.

"Who are you? Why do you want to talk to him?" a shrill voice cried out in his room. Rey winced. If that voice got any shriller, soon only bats would be able to hear it. He woke up praying for the deep bass to stop in his head. He slowly looked about his room to avoid the bass from getting louder and discovered the source of the pandemonium in a corner. A figure with a cute little derriere in lacy red underwear was talking to someone on the phone. He did a double take. Wait, the girl with the cute derriere was talking to someone on HIS phone.

"What the f*ck?" he realized he had cursed out loud when the girl startled and disconnected the call. The girl turned about and the face of the girl he had been doing shots off last night was revealed. Well, looks like that was not the only thing that he was doing last night. "Good morning, darling", she purred. For the life of him, he could not remember her name. However she did not seem to mind as she crawled into the bed and settled her warm body against his. "Want me to make it even better?" Right, she wanted to make his morning better. He would have taken her up on the offer had he not already been ticked off. "Who was that on the phone?" he asked in a deceptively quiet tone. Call him mistrustful, but he did not like people touching his personal things. "Oh that. No one. Another girl begging for your attention, I am sure. I told her you were already taken." Whoa, what???? Reyansh was a pretty clear-cut guy and he has previously made it abundantly clear to everyone that he will not be tied down. He looked at the girl closely and realized the blunder he did. He has brought home a boiled bunny. He has been playing the field long enough and knew the girls to avoid. Apparently, his alcohol induced senses had not been that choosy.

"I need you to leave and no, I would not be calling you." He said slowly hoping the girl would get the message. Instead the girl folded her legs, settled on his bed and kept on smiling. Fine, seems like she was determined not to leave. So he will employ the age old true and tried method and run. He picked up his shirt off the arm of the chair, took his phone and promptly stepped out of the house. Hopefully, by the time he comes back she would leave. He will never ever get that stoned ever again, he resolved to himself. He was brought out of his mental rant by his phone ringing. Right, he had almost forgotten. The girl was talking to someone on his phone and none of the girls he dated had this number. He looked at the screen and swore out loud. Could the morning get any worse?????? He picked up the phone and was immediately greeted by a torrid downpour of the choicest curse words that would put cockneys to shame.

"Good morning to you too, my diva", Reyansh could almost imagine the smoke coming out of Sharon's ears and nostrils. Now he knows who the girl was talking to. "I was a bit busy with early morning activities. How can I serve you this fine day?"

"I will castrate you the next time you subject me to that torturous voice, Reyansh Singhania. That way you won't be able to indulge in any more early morning activities." Sharon's voice had enough ice in it to bring mere mortals to their knees. Reyansh thanked his lucky stars he was not in front of her this instant. Sharon never made empty threats.

"I need you to do some digging for me" that caught Reyansh's attention "I need some dirt on Swayam Shekhawat." Reyansh smirked. That ought to be interesting. The name sounded vaguely familiar. It was not always Sharon asked for favors. He wondered what the poor guy had done to piss Sharon Rai Prakash. But that was none of his concern. "Fine. I will meet you at the academy." Reyansh replied and disconnected the call. Time to find out what sins Swayam Shekhawat had committed in the past and make a snack out of it.

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The light in her eyes has not been captured properly. The scenery looked too mundane. The girl in the picture resembled her, no doubt. But nothing about her was charismatic. She lacked the ethereal aura he associated with her. This painting will probably fetch millions if sold but it was not her. It fell short in every measure. "Thud!" another canvas found its place at the base of the dustbin. He has been doing this for the past seven years and every instance he did it wrong. His every attempt to paint her ended in absolute ruin. He groaned. Other painters drew inspiration from their muses. Other painters drew their muses with practiced ease. He is the only painter out there who have not been able to paint his muse properly yet. They loved his paintings. They called him a maestro. If only they knew how he hated everything he has drawn till date. He has tried to capture her spirit in all of his paintings. And he found them lacking profoundly. He had no problem with perfection. He can easily draw a perfect girl. It was her imperfection that befuddled him, threw him off. Her blemishes were what made her unfeasible to be encapsulated. He looked at his watch and realized it has been two hours already. Oh lord, had he not just promised himself yesterday he will not invest himself more than one hour in this unattainable Herculean task?? Oh well, what's done is done. Kri had asked him why he did this every day? Why he did not stop when he knew he will fail? And he had never explained it to her. For he himself did not know it. He only knew that if he stopped trying to paint her, he would stop painting altogether. So he had tried to limit the time he devoted to it and failed again miserably.

The New Year party was in full swing and most of the cool crowd was a bit tipsy. It was also the farewell party of high school. Old enemies were being good to each other. The jocks were talking to the nerds for the first time. Couples swayed to the music on the dance floor talking to each other in hushed whispers. Promises to be in touch with each other were made. But, Swayam was not a part of the festivities yet. He was looking for Kri. She had arrived with him in the party but had suddenly gone missing. He feared those spoilt brats would get to her again. He was strangely protective about her and also he did not want those good for nothing bullies to spoil kri's New Year. He had searched every room in the mansion but she was nowhere to be found. The party was hosted by Reyansh Singhania and that is what bothered him the most. He went out to the backyard but she was not there as well. Only a bunch of girls playing "spin the bottle". He was about to go back in and resume his search when the posse started shouting "dare". And she emerged from the crowd with grace resembling that of a tigress. Clad in a blue gown that seemed to flow around her in waves, she resembled the goddess Nepthys herself. He was mesmerized by her elegance, poise that reminded him of bygone eras full of balls and ladies in gowns. Her porcelain skin glowed in the moonlight and the eyelashes framing her eyes cast strange shadows on her face. He was overwhelmed by the smell of coconut and vanilla as she approached him. Her eyes seemed to hold the depth of the turbulent ocean. Eyes that were way too close to him. He did not have time to comprehend that fact as soft lips pressed against him. He was lost and suddenly he found himself. Their lips moved in perfect sync while his heart threatened to burst out of its cage. He held her impossibly close afraid to let her go. Afraid he will lose himself again if he did. His lips were on a quest of their own as they tried to unravel the mystery that surrounded her. And then she detached herself from him. His body cried out, revolting against the action wanting to be in her embrace again. He witnessed as her chin took on a stubborn tilt. Her nose had freckles which gave her a humane touch. Her lips formed words and he did not hear any of it. And then she was withdrawing, going away. His soul demanded him to run after her. And he would have done exactly that had not a whimpered plea broke through the daze. "Swayam." He turned around to discover Kri standing there. She looked miserable. Her cheeks were streaked with tears. And she smelled horrible. Something green and slimy was running down her dress. Oh god, he had forgotten all about her. They must have gotten to her. "I want to go home." She said in between hiccups. Swayam wanted to kick himself. He had promised Kri he would take care of her. He wrapped his jacket around her and ushered her into the car. Kri was his responsibility and he should not have left her alone. But yet as he drove them both home, the smell of coconut and vanilla lingered on his nose. He smiled for he had found his muse, finally.

He snapped back to the present. Two more days to go and he will see her in person again. Perhaps, now he will be able to paint her properly.

P.S- This one went too long so i could not give Kria's part. but i will give an insight into her character in the next part and how she has evolved since high school. also, Kriyansh meet is coming up😃😃. Now, as previously 30 likes and 25 comments is the aim to upload the next part. Also, forgive my mistakes for i have not edited this yet...

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