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CASE IN COURT 31.8
UMAR KHAYID 1.9
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I reached his house, just to be surprised to see a really beautiful mansion. How does this guy earn so much? While heading towards the main door, I saw two guards, but they let me in without saying much, though I heard one of them whisper, "Aaj toh sir ke liye bohot sundar ladki aayi hai, aaram se so jaa, kal late se hi uthna hai."
Ignoring the weird comments I made my way forward, and then rang the doorbell, while waiting for someone to answer, I turned around, to look at the beautiful garden which was illuminated in the night with small bulbs, giving it a golden colour touch, when I heard the door open, I turned, only to find a really hot guy standing in front of me, without his shirt and staring at me as though I was a piece of meat. As he was checking me out, which was clear with the way his eyes were dilated and pupils were moving all over my body, making me feel very exposed under someone's gaze for the first time. I could feel his muscles twitching as though he was going to do something to me, but before he could make a move, I said or basically shouted out in nervousness,
"Mr. Malhotra, Hi! umm. I am Nandini, actually Navya, you know a girl you helped set up with someone, told me to umm, well contact you, as you see I have no ideas about how to deal with a guy or how do I say this, ..." I murmured "god, this is embarrassing" under my breath and then continued, " I am actually trying to impress this guy and the thing is I'm not exactly desirable as people tell me, so I just needed your help."
This seemed to have made him really confused, which I really didn't understand. Did I say something wrong? As I looked into his lust-glazed eyes, I couldn't help the blush coming up my neck and his no shirt body wasn't exactly a cherry on top, so I had to divert my eyes before he saw me looking at him like a maniac. I was waiting for a reply, when I heard, "Meet me at 10 am sharp tomorrow morning, at Phoenix Mall, in the food court."
And then that guy, shut the door on my face. So much for being a gentleman, I thought sarcastically.
But he was my only hope to get Aryaman and also save myself from doing something embarrassing.
Next Day, 10 am @ Phoenix Mall
I had reached the place just on time and was walking towards the food court, when I suddenly crashed into someone. I wanted to shout at that person, but my spectacles were fallen down and I really couldn't see which bas***d had collided with me. While flailing my arms like a crazy person and searching for my precious glasses, I felt someone's intense gaze on my ass. "What the hell? First the guy throws my spectacles away and then he isn't even helping and gazing at my ass?!"
I was pretty sure, that I had whispered these words, but I guess the guy finally understood my predicament and helped me up, holding my arms in place. I didn't know who he was judging from my eyesight as it was pretty blurry, but I think it was that cocky bas***d, oh yes, the lovely 'lovemaster'.
"Sorry to break your dream, but could you please give me my specs? You see I can't see without them?" I tried to say calmly, trying my best not to grit my teeth and shout on him and the guy finally got me my specs. After cleaning it and wearing them, I looked up to see a very amused Manik Malhotra, staring at me like I was an alien.
Well today, I had worn my normal work clothes and that consisted of a very formal type of a uniform, with a skin tight skirt and a loose blouse, tucked securely in place. My hair in a big bun and my face usually graced with a big frown after listening to the morons around me. I knew I was nicknamed as the 'Grinch' because of how I looked, but I couldn't have cared less. Looking at his still amused face, I snapped my figures in front of him and asked him irritably, "What?"
"Actually, you look pretty different from yesterday. I didn't recognise you, until you were on the floor and your butt was staring at me. I swear I wouldn't forget that fine piece of ass." He replied stopping himself from laughing, looking at my red fuming face.
"Don't you think it's inappropriate, making such comments on your client? I know how I look and maybe that's why you need to help me."
"Okay, wait, so you look like this every day to work?" He asked astonished, and I also heard him murmur, "No doubt she isn't getting the guy she wants."
"Please yesterday you couldn't just stop staring at me." I replied trying to defend my honour and also with a smug look on my face.
"You just looked, umm. well yes, pretty the other time. Right now you look like some old shrewd woman." His replies were making me mad, and it could be clearly seen from the look on my face. "I really shouldn't have come out and asked for help." I thought feeling more embarrassed by the second.
"Hey, hey look I'm just playing with you, okay? The thing is you really need to change your wardrobe first. And then, maybe get rid of those hideous eyebrows. When did you go to a parlour last? It seems you don't use any product at all." This got me thinking, I really hadn't been to a parlour in the last 10 years, after graduating high school. Studies were anyway more important so I really didn't care at that point of time, but I guess it's imperative now that I take a trip.
"But before that, we'll buy you clothes to replace these umm..uniforms?"
"Wait, you said 'we'?
"So what did you expect? Looking at the kind of clothes you are wearing now, I really doubt your taste in clothes."
"These are not that bad. They are just too comfortable."
"Trust me, us guys look at the appearance first and then the personality. If that guy has already met you and also knows how you are, I believe those clothes being changed would be a great motivation in asking you out. That dress yesterday, it..."
Looking at his face when he was saying that made me want to not hear he was going to say next.
"So can we just go now?" I said cutting in between.
"As the lady wants." And he bowed down.
Let's just say that some guy had a lot of fun dressing me up like a barbie doll in all type of dresses, gowns, shorts and lingerie too, though I had no idea how that needed to be changed, but at the end I had a new wardrobe, which was 100% Manik Malhotra certified.
"Don't you get bored shopping with girls? Though I could see half of them lusting after you, but still is it worth it?"
"Not half okay? That's wounding my pride, most of the girls here have imagined having sex with me and some of them have, that girl from Forever 21 she was something to remember though, but yes, coming to your question, that's what I do and it's not as boring as it seems. I got a fashion show with you in it and trust me some of my clients have bodies to die for, although I have many trying to flaunt it at my face for free." This guy needs to get an award for being a cocky bas***d.
"Though me saying this would be ironic, but don't you think you could have done something better, maybe work at an office or do something that you know, makes sense?" Why the heck do I care? But my mouth has other plans.
"This is actually a good profession and if you do not know, then other than being the most loved 'Lovemaster', I am also the owner of Malhotra Industries and it just didn't excite me, being an office guy. I wanted to do more and so here I am helping clueless ladies like yourself. Let's stop this discussion and go get you beautiful." Hmmm...Well at least now I know why he's so freaking rich.
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After 2 hours
"I do look good right? Manik? Maaaniik? Manniiikkk??"
As I emerged from the changing room, after getting lenses and the heavy parlour treatment, which actually wasn't much, just cleaning up my body hair, and some mani-pedi and then changed into my new clothes. I came to see a star-struck Malhotra, looking at me without blinking my eyes, which made me nervous of how I could be looking. It wasn't that much of a transformation, right?
I saw myself in the mirror and yes, I looked different, the good way, but seriously I don't know what's wrong with the guy, that intense staring session is sending shivers down my spine. Damn you, Hot Malhotra.
After a 5-minute stare down competition, he finally stood up and walked closer to me, my body shaking with anticipation, Wait, What?! Standing very close to me now, he leans down to my level, next to my face or my trembling lips I say, his face displaying emotions of great sincerity and I can't help it before I take a deep breath in and gasp as I feel his mint and manly-cologne breath hit me, (pretty clich for the hot boy, right?) and his lips open to say, "You were already the prettiest of them all, and now, I don't know what to say. Leave the other guy and give me a chance now will you?" And this ends with a flirty wink on my side.
It's the sincerity in his voice that stuns me and a furious blush comes up from the up-close conversation. I'm pretty sure my jaw is touching the floor and my stomach is a serious case of bundled up nerves, my hormones seem to be in overdrive even with such brief contact. How the actual fudge does he have such an effect?
But just as I start to seriously think about it, the laugh that Manik Malhotra gives out, with the strangled chuckles and I-am-trying-not-to-laugh-but-miserably-failing face makes me feel stupid for even thinking. Damn you, my fugding hormones and Malhotra.