The Royals
The apartment was beautiful in a row of red brick 18th century block, adjacent to South Kensington in Collingham Gardens, Earl’s Court. with giant windows, furnished in fire red and white décor. There was no butler or maid that answered the door
“Do you want to meet Cleo?” “We can go get her from Mama’s in a bit” he promised unlocking the door
“Sure?” she nodded
“U don’t have to, are you afraid of dogs?”
“If u live in Delhi and took public transport that would be a giant yes” she giggled
He brought the bags in refusing help from her
She stood in the beautiful curved balcony and stared down and did a Diana like wave laughing at herself
He saw her do that and laughed out loud
“Don’t you think this looks like that?”
He stood by her, turned her around held her chin and kissed her
A long intensely passionate kiss
They heard a Aston Martin honk down below
“Great, looks like I cant escape attention on any continent” Viveka laughed in self deprecating humor
He held her in his arms and stared into her eyes, as he leaned on the rail
“You cant be this fresh after not sleeping on the plane” she looked at him curiously
“I did” he muttered
“Models are built different I guess”
“do u see me as a model?”
“I see you as a sharp witty lawyer who I have to be careful to mess with” she smiled wistfully
He moved closer so their legs and lower body rubbed
“Kya kar rahe ho?” she jumped to Hindi
“The old man sent us here with a purpose” he muttered with a groan
“I have to… I thought I wont… but I will what happened?”
“I am not going to get a fair shake with you, when it comes to Dad so I wont tell you”
“Tum ne khud decide kar liya?”
He bend down and kissed her again
“I am sure he will tell you himself…” he growled
They began making out
He hoisted her in his arms and brought her inside
And slowly let her slide down, their bodies caressing each other.
“I can come back again to go figure out the licensing issue, we should just lock ourselves up
“And read” she muttered
And was rewarded in kind
There was a knock on the door
He was startled at first but went to open it
She sat down after fixing her clothes
It was Inder…
“It was ME the Aston Martin down below” he laughed nervously
“Ah”
Raanav did not look happy
“Is Naina here?”
“I married one person from that family not two” he said coolly
Viveka too was unprepared to see him there she stood up nervously
And backed away a bit not knowing how to react
“How is Naina?” Inder asked worried
“She is fine”
“Its good to see you” Inder stepped forward for a hug
Raanav was visibly irritated
“What are you up to?”
“Umm.. u know… busy” Inder flashed his perfect teeth
“Of course…”
“Sounds like you don’t want me to be here?”
“Umm.. its fine” Raanav picked up the bags and started walking inside
“U are a b---y liar Raanav, you marry a middle class girl and you destroy my chances of being with my one true love” he yelled
Viveka’s jaw dropped
Raanav turned around and flicked his finger “Out!”
“He holds the same opinion NOW as he did BACK THEN Vivy-kuh (odd way to say her name) Don’t trust him… he never had one nice thing to say about your family!”
Raanav approached him and stood inches from him
“Glad you cleared that up mate!” Raanav mocked
“Naina and I loved each other HE ruined it” “Him and his Mum think they are the royals, I am nothing like them. He caused the rift between Naina and I… You have to believe me… will you please let me talk to Naina JUST ONCE? PLEEZE?
Inder began to weep much to Viveka’s shock
He left the apartment… nudged along by Raanav,as he slammed the door