A Night with the Charmer
SHOT 1
Khushi Gupta pressed her head as she tried getting up from the cozy bed. Her head was spinning bad, her body was heavy. May be she slept in the same position for long. She felt drowsy as she opened her eyes and scanned the room.
"Awww", she hissed in pain pressing her forehead again. Was it the hangover of last night or was it the aftereffects of fighting with her father last evening? She really doesnt remember much except the fact that after the fight, she had drove to the local pub. She sat on the bed, moving the comforter aside. Her dress straps hanging off her shoulders which she immediately pulled up. She was about to get down the bed, but she stumbled with a pair of shoes on the floor. Since when did her shoes become so hard ? She opened her eyes fully irrespective of the pain she felt in her head.
Damm. These arent my shoes, she was startled.
She looked around carefully and realised that even the bedroom wasnt hers. Where was she? She immediately scans the room properly. It was dark and a lavish room with all modern furnitures, French style. There was a pool next to the bed which surprised her even more. This house must belong to some big shot. But who? And wait a second, how was she here? She tried to rewind the time in her brain and remember what exactly had happened last night.
She could see glimpses of the last night in her memory.
Her father discussed some Matrimonial proposal for her. She argued not wanting to meet anyone. She was not ready for thinking about marriage right now.
Angrily she drove to the Local pub.
She ordered some Taquilla. Yes she ordered that for the first time ever. She never drinks but last evening she was very much frustrated on her life.
Okay from here on her memory became weaker but she stressed her brains to give some strong point which can make her understand how she reached her.
After the 3 Taquilla shots, her senses started becoming weak, she was not steady, and then a man, tall, handsome ( probably) ( she doesnt remember his face), sat next to her. Okay now the interesting part here was that she began conversing with him. He kept drinking and listening her foolish talks. She probably talked about her passion for music and dance. Dammit. How can she talk all that to an unknown stranger. She didnt remember much what more they talked, but for sure they spoke for hours until her steady state started weakening.
He was drunk too. She bid him bye and was about to get up, but unable to stand on her own. He helped her. Shit. Did he just touch her waist ? Ohh yes. He did. And he picked her in arms. Ohh she doesnt want to remember further. But nope. She cannot leave this matter here. She has to remember.
After putting much stress on her brains again, she could realise he had carried her to a car. His car, not hers. And then may be drove her all the way here.? Probably this was his house. But where was he? Why was his shoes in the same room? She doesnt remember anything after this.
Khushi tried to analyse what might have happened after he got her here. She was scared if she had lost herself completely to him? No. She aint that type. She tried to feel her own body and very soon got the impression that she hadnt done anything with him of that sort last night which can make her low in her own eyes. So the LIMITS were not crossed. She was happy with that thought but what were her exact limits? What came within those limits? Did she KISS him? Or did he KISS her? Chii..
One second, where was her Jacket? She had wore it until he had carried her to the car. She scanned the room again and found her jacket lying on the right corner of the bed, HIS CORNER had he shared that same bed with her. No way. Does it mean he removed it off her? What else did he remove? What else did he touch? or See? My god. She was hell scared. She immediately wore the jacket and rushed outside the room finding for the exit.
The house was big and just like she had drew a conclusion earlier, this man had to be a Billionaire. Everything was perfect around her. Now since he was a Billionaire, what must have he thought about her ?Did he think her to be one of those girls who can do anything for money? She just hoped not. She just hated herself for drinking and that too so much that she doesn't even remember whom she spent the night with.
She found the door and was about to leave when some woman stops her. By the look of the woman, she realises she is the maid of this house. She is even shy to face a maid now after what happened. The maid wishes her a good morning and hands a note.
Khushi: Whats this?
Maid: Sir asked me to give this to you when you wake up.
The maid leaves and Khushi quickly opens the note which that Unknown stranger had kept for her.
"I didn't touch you, Relax.. But you ruined my jacket Khushi."
What the hell. Should she be happy ?Or unhappy to read this? Okay he didnt touch her was good. But how did she ruined his jacket ? Was she missing something? She again rushed to the room where she spent the last night and started fetching his jacket, if he had chose to leave it there for her to see. Very soon she found it lying on the table aside. And to her surprise, his brown jacket had her lipstick stains almost at 5 different places towards the chest portion and the shoulder. She threw the jacket aside feeling extremely sick of it. That means she kissed him? Over clothes or even inside them? Chi. This was so embarrassing. And how did he know her name? May be she blurted that too in her bulshit talks.
Feeling highly ashamed of all this, she ran down again to find that maid and ask her whose house this is and who is her Boss? The maid remains silent.
Khushi: Come on , I am asking you something.
Maid: Sorry Madam but Sir denied telling you that.
Khushi: What? Denied? Why? What is that suppose to mean?
Maid : He said he knows who you are and this is enough. He will meet you very soon.
What the Hell. He wants to meet her again? Why? He knows everything about her and she doesnt even know his name? How ridiculous is that? Becoming extremely furious about this entire scenario, Khushi left the house . But before she could leave the gate, she saw a Symbol "AR" at the Entrance of this place.
"AR"? What is this suppose to mean? Is this his Initials?? She had to find this man whoever he is . But then its her mistake to drink and talk to an unknown stranger. But why the hell did he get her to his home? Couldnt he leave her there? But anyone else could have taken advantage of her . May be thats why he got her with him. But whats the guarantee that he didnt touch her ?She has so many questions revolving in her mind right now but she knew only time will help her get the right answers.
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This is a Three SHot. I am writing such Shots for the first time. Hope you have liked it. Second part will be posted next week guys.
Happy New year in advance.
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