Well here is my take on Imlie's revenge for the two reports Aryan asked her to write...😈
It was a week after Malini didi’s PF, Imlie was successful and after all the heartaches and emotional drama, Imlie had moved back to the Rathore mansion the very next day.
Now, Imlie needed to take revenge on Mr. Akkadbagga for not helping her follow thru with her initial plan. Even though his plan was better and the reason for the PF, she did not want to forgive him for his initial skepticism and subsequent punishment by making her write two reports.
Imlie never forgot a promise and she promised to take revenge on ASR. Of course in her heart of hearts it was not going to be anything scary, she wanted to do something silly to get under his skin and irritate the hell out of him.
So she started small, first it was his coffee, the first day she added a quarter teaspoon sugar and slowly overtime increased the amount so that he didn’t suspect anything and got used to drinking sweetened coffee rather than his plain black.
After Aryan’s declaration of end of their partnership, Imlie pretty much stopped calling him anything but Sir, every-time he spoke with her be it home or office, she never argued or fought with him instead agreed on everything, turned in her reports on time, did everything as asked.
Imlie had managed to bribe all the staff at Rathore mansion, including Kakima and Arpita di. Everyone was involved in her hare brained scheme. Her schemes included misplacing a few things that Aryan used everyday, replacing the buttons on his suits with more colorful ones, she even hid his favorite sunglasses. Sometimes his favorite suits were mismatched as the vest would have ink spots on them so the immaculately dressed boss sometimes went to office in dark pants and light coats or vice versa.
If the entire office was surprised to see the new changes to their boss’s wardrobe they conveniently ignored everything, it was bad enough that their boss was in a constant bad mood no one wanted to get on his bad side.
This went on for a month.
Aryan on the other hand was having a hard time, not only his things but his emotions regarding a certain Jungli too were all over the place. He knew something fishy was going on at his home. His very efficient staff, who were always spic and span were constantly messing up with his stuff. It started with him wearing mismatched socks one day which he ignored, then he found out that he only had shoes for his left feet in his closet, he pretty much limped to the shoe store early morning to buy a new pair. After that most of his shoes were back in the closet.
His clothes were in a disarray a week later, first a few buttons were missing, then someone decided to restitch using red or neon green buttons, then an entire vest, or coat from his suit sets. His alarms were also being messed with, he would wake up 5 minutes late every other day and no one in his family batted an eyelid at all of this.
He had an inkling of who was behind all of this but Imlie was being protected by his mom and Arpita di too much these days so without proof he could not confront them either.
But Aryan was no novice player, he had figured out a pattern to all of the weird things happening to him and he realized tomorrow he would be waking up 5 minute late. He knew “someone” would need to come in to his room to change his alarm and that “someone” would not be his sister or mom but a certain Jungli.
He decided to lay a trap. He had figured out that “someone” was switching out his alarm around 4:00 am every night, so he set an earlier alarm to catch that “someone”.
Aryan pretended to be asleep when he heard “someone” open his bedroom door, with quiet mouse like steps she stood near his bed.
“You look so handsome when you are asleep Akkadbagge” he heard her say, even though his heart skipped a beat hearing her admire him he kept his breathing even and a stoic face waiting for her to reach for his cell phone.
Imlie was feeling especially adventurous tonight after her previous successes, so instead of reaching for his phone immediately, she decided to sit next to his bed to admire him. Her fingers slowly reached to stroke his scarred eyebrow, trace his nose down to his lips and felt his beard with feather light touches all while trying to ensure he did not wake up.
Except Aryan was already awake and having a hard time keeping his face neutral, he now wanted to know how far would she take this exploration.
He heard her sighs, and murmurs about how she thought he was good looking and that sometimes she wished she had met him before. She continued admiring his face, occasionally reaching to touch his neck, clavicle, shoulders and his solar plexus. It was good that Aryan was not ticklish in those places.
After almost painful 30 minutes or so, she yawned, standing up, tried to reach out for his phone.
Thats’s when Aryan with his lightning fast reflexes pulled Imlie towards the bed, trapping her between him and the bed.
“What do you think you are doing Imlie?”
“Ummm, that, that, I was just checking to make sure of you were comfortable. Yes! how are you? You were looking stressed lately” Imlie replied flustered.
“Really, in the middle of the night, I looked stressed to you Imlie, now tell me the truth or else” Aryan tried to scare her.
Imlie really wanted to get away, she was trapped under a hulk of a man and that too a man she was just admiring unabashedly a few minutes ago. Even though everything started under the guise of revenge Imlie was really enjoying her nightly jaunts in Aryan’s room admiring him from afar when he slept and realizing she was attracted to him especially when he looked so unguarded and vulnerable when he was sleeping.
She wanted to wiggle and squirm but Aryan’s face was very near her and she could feel his warm breath mingling with hers. Somewhere between being rolled her under him, her hands were held captive in his one hand, while the other one he used to support himself over her.
His one scarred eyebrow was raised as he looked at her amusingly. She decided to come clean, there was no escape unless he let her go.
“I was just messing with you a little bit” she tried to sound innocent
“Really, and what did I do to deserve all of this” Aryan asked.
“Well you dissolved our partnership, I wanted to get even.” Imlie replied sulkily.
“Really and you did such childish things for that” Aryan countered.
“I only wanted to irritate you a bit, everything is fair in love and war, and it was war.” Imlie declared.
At that moment Imlie made the mistake of looking directly at Aryan’s face and saw how his eyes had darkened at the mention of that phrase.
“Really, well if everything is fair in love and war, my Darling” he said huskily as he inched his face closer to hers “This is love” he asserted and swooped to capture her lips.
What started off as an innocent exploration of her lips, turned wild and passionate as Aryan slipped his tongue inside her mouth tasting her, nipping at her lips. Soon his hands were holding her in his embrace while her hands were moving all over his shoulders and hair pulling him closer.
They only stopped when they had to come up for air, even then they did not move away from one another, Aryan was still on top of her. Imlie could feel his warm body and aroma all around her.
They were a few seconds short of another eye lock when Aryan’s alarm went off again this time effectively causing them to jump apart.
Imlie rushed out of the room and Aryan could not stop himself from smiling at the turn of events.
The same morning at the breakfast table, Imlie declared a ceasefire on all activities designed to annoy Aryan, even if Narmada kaki and Arpita di were surprised at her declaration, they did not fail to notice a faint blush on her cheeks.
She demurely sat on the table trying to focus on food when Aryan strode in looking mighty pleased with himself.
He was served his coffee as he sat down, one sip and he spit out all the bitter liquid, so “someone” was messing with his coffee too he realized grumpily only to discover a snickering Imlie being joined in by his mom, sister and the rest of the staff.
“IMLIE” he yelled……
