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************* Chapter 3 ***********
The hot breath roaming from my nose to my neck conditioned my legs to not function. I was immediately aware this was leading to a messy end.
" Ma-manik" I was meant to be stern but my plead came out as a whimper instead. Neither my brain or my body managed to take action.
" Hmmm" Manik left a trail of kisses from my earlobe down to my neck. My legs were shaking and my eyes sealed tight. Manik was increasing my chances of being mute and I couldn't let that happen.
" Manik!" I pushed Manik till he was slapped against the opposite wall. I managed to take action, but what about my feelings?
" Don't lie to me or yourself Nandani. You want this as much as I do." Manik finally spoke, confidence thick in his voice. Manik was unaffected, the normalcy still in his face. I couldn't forget that this Manik had come close to me in the way I couldn't ever dared to imagine.
" Where did you think this would lead Manik? Perhaps me in your arms or even the bed? You're forgetting I'm not that type of girl. So lets stick to the fact we share mutual friends and might bump into each other here and there." I replied in haste. I needed to make myself clear here. I couldn't lie to myself, yes there was attraction, but it was just mere attraction, nothing more. Manik would be a distraction to my life, for gods sake I didn't even know the guy except that he changes moods real fast. I watch all the color on Maniks face drain out. He looked offended, insulted even. At the moment I wanted to take back all the things I've said but it was too late.
" I think Cabir is looking for us" And just like that Manik had left the balcony. I was cold stranded in a vacant balcony. Manik was planning to kiss me. Those pink lips wanted to kiss me. I needed a drink.
" Nans? Where were you? Why are your eyes teary?" Cabirs endless questions added to my adding headache . He was intoxicated but not to the point where he couldn't use his brain. Manik was nowhere to be seen, the whole turn of the party had turn from mediocre to ultimate crap.
" Cabir I need a drink." I sighed.
" Drink? You sure Nans? You're not really immune to stuff like that. And Nans where's Manik?".
" I'm not sure. 1 tequila please" I asked the bartender as he raised his eyebrows. Yes I was going to drink, however I was not a irresponsible drinker and I needed to forget somethings to ensure my insanity. I was begining to realize I had cared about something that I had barely known. I was a idiot.
" Nans thats a bit strong "
" I'm an adult Cabir." I whispered to Cabir as I sipped my tequila. Ooh that burns. It takes few seconds later when that burn transitions to a gentle thrill on the throat. I needed Navya to talk to , but she was nowhere to be seen.
" Cabir how do you know Manik?" I wanted to talk about Manik. What had driven someone like Manik to be so moody all the goddamn time?
" Someones interested. " Cabir had now winked and also sipped a tequila.
" Tell me!" I demanded. I was such a hypocrite. I was aware of my bipolar actions. I wanted to forget the name Manik, but somehow drunk Nandani didn't. The drinks had slowly sinked in and I now regret it.
" Our families are business partners. Thats all. Nothing interesting. Where is the guy anyways?" He had slept over his arms laying on the bar stool. Everyone has different reactions to drinking. Cabir slept while drinking. I was laughing non-stop at the thought of it
" Nandani? Drinking? Whaaat??" Navya gasped as she grabbed the drink away from hand.
" Heyyy! Give me back my drink!" I stomped my feet in defense. My head was spinning in circles and my vision was imperfect now. Navya struggled to keep me balanced as she carried me to the nearest couch. Everyone in the room were way too wasted to capture what was happening Except Navya. Navya's expecting a baby, and I couldn't be any thrilled with the thought of being an aunt.
" I don't even have my car at the moment. Cabir's dozed off. What in the hell am I going to do" Navya paced the room as she was mumbling to herself. Momentarily, rust tan eyes appeared again, tall shawdows had covered both me and navya, defining how tall this figure was.
" Leave it to me Navya." Manik's hand in his pockets, redness filled eyes. Was he crying? I felt drowsy and tired, Manik's appearance had made it worse. I wanted to refute but this was the most logical thing to to, but the idea of manik and me being alone had turned me quesy.
" Manik. Oh Manik thanks! Cabir and them are going to stay for the night that's why . Thank you so much. Will text you her address." Navya planted a kiss on my forehead and bid me goodbye. Manik looked deadly, with his dress shirt cuffed till his elbow, a blank face to accompany.
" So what are we waiting for Mr.Manik? Lets go!" I yelled till my lungs gave out. I was no longer the rational Nandani 2 hours ago. Manik's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, as he was laughing.
" Oh Nandani, you are so cute when you're drunk. Now climb on to my back. " He turned backwards, and loosened up his collar.
" I c-ann walk dammit . Not thaaat drr-unnkk maa-" Dead wrong, as I've lost balance and fell back on the floor. Manik turned back and concluded in deep chuckles. It wasn't fair how Manik had always ended up right and confident. Manik wasted no second lifting me up, one by one my arms circled around his neck, my chest rubbing against the muscles of his back. I could feel Manik's breathing harden as he started to move. I turned restless, shifting my body, to make this seem less..intimate.My hands felt clammy as I took full support of his arms. Was he noticing the sudden urge of my feelings?
" Nandani we're almost here. Hold on tight still." Oh manik, I am. I felt uneasy, and sligtly sick. The mix of alcohol and Manik's scent had torn me to shreds. My legs were wrapped so tightly around his waist, I had gone numb. Each step he took had create a friction causing a sense of arousal.
" Oh nandani, you don't have any idea what you're starting. Where's the goddamn car?" Manik whispered so low, it vanished into air, in seconds. He furiously searched for the car, later finding it right next to him. How ironic huh.
" Porsche huh? Are you a billionaire or s-s-something." I slurred in abundance, as Manik kept me againt the pole, whilst fiddling with his car keys.
" Get in the car Nandani." Manik's voice low and cold, his face, blank of any expressions,
" Uhh no na nooo. I want to -" At this particular, time sober Nandani, would never agree to this but, the security of Manik's grip on my waist, felt enchanting. Manik wasted no time , picking me over his shoulders.
" You are really annoying when you're drunk. " Manik let out a big sigh. I wanted to move and breath, but the sturdy hands around my legs , the pecks of his muscles could do anything but let me calm. I felt a rush of impulses, the cool air always rushing to my thighs. I was now aware my thighs were bare, and to display to Manik's gaze. Manik slowly let me in to the car, buckled in my seatbelts, his plams brushing, the goosebumps on my upper thighs.
" You're going to catch a cold." Manik threw me the blanket over my thighs, and I was thankful, my insecurities were growing by the minute. We remained in silence, Manik's eyes never leaving the road, I slowly felt my eyes take over and shut themselves to hibernation. Rust tan eyes appeared before me again, in beige-like clouds, and I was instantly aware, I was dreaming.
My body jerked up, covered with cold sweat, to unfamiliar bed sheets. The unfamiliarity started to grow, when I had realized this was not my bedroom.
" What do you like for breakfast? Eggs on toast, or blueberry pancakes?" Manik had entered, the room with no sign of a shirt, revealing each detail, of a muscle, lean and defined.
" Manik..Manik, where am I?" I flushed to a deep rogue, the hotness of my cheek, giving away that I had checked him out. His shorts hung low under his waist, displaying a sweaty abdomen.
" In my bedroom." Manik expressed a smile, I've never seen , one without a purpose.
" I realize, but why? I know I was drunk. I think I remember some parts, but-"
" You don't remember enough." Manik bent down, sitting next to me hands folded on his lap.
" What-what? Manik what are you talking about?" I questioned exposing the panic in my voice. Manik's face had transform to a sarcastic smirk.
" You know? Navya gave me the duty to take care of you and your drunken state, I did as I was told, and-"
" You didn't do anything right..?" My question come out more like a statement.
" Why? Did you want something to be done?" Manik's voice low and husky.
" Manik no. Manik I-"
" Unfortunately for you , I don't take advantage of women who are under the influence." Manik's sentence ended in his deep chuckles.
" Take me home Manik." I demanded.
" Not until you have breakfast." Fighting with Manik was going to be a waste of time so I nodded, and went for the bathroom to freshen up. I tucked away the covers and looked at myself in disgust. My dress was shriveled up, and my hair in knots. I ran to the bathroom, in haste.
I scanned the bathroom, appalled at its abnormal big size. Manik was definitely rich, but showed no sign of hereditary wealth. I wanted to know more about Manik, who he was , but this was hazardous.
" Thank you Manik. Thank you for the dress." Manik had kept extra clothes for me in the bathroom, for me to shower. I wore a backless teal dress, Manik had arranged for me. Manik's eyes had peeked in places, where I would hide in embarrassment. I guess he liked to stare. " Do you buy new clothes for all the girls that sleepover in your bedroom?" My chest was rising, as I had asked a stupid question, questioning his motives. I had to be nice, to Manik, after all he didn't try a thing on me. I turned away, to hide the absurdity in my voice.
" New? No. Clothes? No. I would like for you to stop asking me personal questions so we could get on with eating breakfast." Manik replied, displaying the calm in his tone
My heart had beaten twice as fast, and twice as loud. His answer had raised new questions, and confirmed the fact that he did in fact bring girls in. I mentally slapped myself from indulging in his personal life. What was I doing? I seated in the oversized dining table hung low above the chandelier. A short pudgy women with curly hair brought out pancakes individually stacked on plates. My stomach was growling, I knew I hadn't eat proper food in hours. I vowed to never drink ever again in my life.
My mind went blank in any remembrance of last nights events. I was in a strangers house, eating breakfast. Manik was quiet, slowly finishing his pancakes one by one. Suddenly, the silence of Manik was overthrown by ringing of his cell phone. I took this time to head out to his bedroom, and grabbed my clothes into my handbag. I needed to avoid Manik, and I needed to push away this tense attraction that had grown between us.
" Where are you going?" Manik had entered the room, with a black dress shirt, and grey trousers. Even then, Manik's abdomen refused to conceal and stood out against his shirt. I was ogling him shamelessly, causing the cheeks of mine to turn deep.
" Manik, thank you for all this. I'm sorry if I made any judgments on you, when I barely even know you. You saved me from being taken advantage of, and I can't thank you enough. I think it's time for me to head out-" Manik yanked me closer against his chest, and smashed his lips against mine. I let out a low moan, in response to this sudden action. Suddenly all my frustration, these last couple of days, translated on to my lips, as I pulled Manik closer, fighting for control over our tongues. I lingered on to his lips, unaware of my surroundings and felt a passion on control. My eyes had been closed shut, I wasn't aware my heart could beat this hard. Manik's palms caressing my cheeks, sucking on my lower lips. Manik had released the hot minty breath, that tingled on my tongue. Manik continued playing with our tongues, taking the time to let out soft means in between Manik, not for a moment left devouring my tongue, when his palms went lower to my waist, sending electrifying currents down my spine. I responded with equal passion, arms around his neck, grazing his nape. My nails had dug deep onto his biceps, that triggered Manik to groan. Manik's lips softened by the second with each brush. Manik intensified this kiss into a longing one, as I was pushed on to the bed now, not for a second had Manik's cologne left my nose, sucking the cherry lipgloss I had worn. The air had elevated up the passion, my stomach now aware of Manik's hard arousal.
" Mr-Malh" The women who had served us breakfast immediately dashed out, closing her eyes, giving us a chance to catch our breaths. My mouth escaped soft moans as we broke this kiss. Manik jolted up from the bed, breath hard and solid. I got up, seating myself , as Manik face had gotten closer.
" This is how much I wanted to kiss those lips of yours, ever since I saw you at the party" Manik's fiery air against my cold ears, felt like a collision. Manik was again, dangerously close to my face, and I was left confused, whether I was dreaming or not. I had commited such a risk, that I had to pay for. Manik Malhotra?
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Edited by lorina24 - 9 years ago
Arjun
