FF-MP-A Lil Bit Of Romance-P19/Pg68 29/10 - Page 5

Originally posted by: dipsyworld

OMG!! the 3rd part was so passionate.

Prachi is a completely different character here..very spunky. And Milind a Casanova.

Part 1: Very interesting start. Did they really do *ahem* *ahem* ? 😕 - Na...Na...but its interesting light hearted ff..

Part 2: Very nice twist. So Neev is Milind's best friend. This is going be fun. 😃 - You will enjoy this!!

Part 3: OMG!!! It is so passionate 😳. They already kissed!! Mr. Casanova is really trying to bed Prachi. Girl is in danger. And Prachi gave in to that kiss. Poor Neev is being cheated. - ya..poor neev....but i actually like this story so much...'cos its very lighthearted..

I am loving this new ff. Loved all the 3 parts.

Cant wait for the next part.😳

Originally posted by: wande

😆sis this two r so shameless and it's really funny and fun read 2 something like this I couldn't stop laughing my a** off 😆even in his office they couldn't stop they shameless act😆oh poor u Neev if only know what ur wife to be is doing with ur best friend in his office😆 - Yes..poor poor Neev...both of them are very shameless...lol

anyway thanks a lot sis I'm loving it and it's really awesome 👏

Originally posted by: Grateful Dead

Sangssss...great going...
Milsi as usual irresistable!!! 😳 ..poor Neev.. 😆

waiting for yet another intriguing update.. 😊

Double treat for you all..posting the next 2 parts....😳

Originally posted by: sam78

it was great.

i just read all the three parts, they were great.

this FF is different from your other FF's. it was nice.

sangeeta i just want to say big big thanks you for writing FF. onther thing your are great writer.

after reading this FF, i was speechless. i loved it.

Thanks Sam..this one is totally different...very passionate and light hearted..nothing intense...😳

Originally posted by: tweety_me14

Ahem Ahem! So this is what they do in their second meeting! That too in Milind's office! I like it!! 😉 ..I don't really blame Prachi..I mean if someone as hot as him kisses her like that, she ought to lose all her self control!!...
Im really enjoying this FF! Its light hearted and makes wonderful reading!
Eagerly awaiting the next bit!

This is going to be real romantic and passionate...hope you all don't kill me after reading this ff....😆

Originally posted by: milindkidewani

Hmmmmmmm.....with a kiss so passionate, it just makes me more curious as to what happened in Prachi's room the other night???? 😉 😳
Milind is just too irresistible...I love him in ur this FF....
wonderful part!!! U r such a versatile writer. I love u!!!! 🤗

Thanks goldy...You will find out in the next 2 parts...😳

But thanks for liking this milind...this one here is a total casanova...so different from all my Milind's in my ff's...😆

Originally posted by: desiqt8806

hey this is right from KAA with a few changes...i was begging for u to continue that but now u r continuing u here with kayamath!!! yay!!!!!!!
loove how the kayamath crew fits in here 😃

Yes, Rima..this FF is mainly dedicated to you, neetu and few others who wanted me to continue this ff....😳

Part - 4

Milind felt guilty. What had he done? He had kissed his best friend's fianc that too in the middle of his work day in the office. He sat down in his chair with his hands resting on the desk as he contemplated the repercussion of his actions.

What will he tell his best friend? What kind of a friend was he? Hitting on Neev's fianc was deplorable and then after finding out that she worked him, he had the audacity to his kiss her in his own office. What was wrong with him? Why did this particular girl affect him so?

He still did not know what had happened the other night. The way Prachi had been behaving the next day he felt like he had done something terribly wrong to her. He felt sick. Why couldn't he remember?! Why was she not telling him about what had happened?? Why was she angry at him?? There were a million a questions running in his mind which he could find no answers for.

He swirled around in his chair and faced the Bombay skyline. From his office, he could see the Arabian sea stretching to the horizon with no land in sight. There was a lone boat on the horizon struggling to reach the shore. He felt like that lone boat a drift in his own emotions struggling to reach the zenith of his feelings.

Where did she go? He got up and slowly but surely walked outside and peered into her chamber. There was no sign of her. Everything remained as it had been when he had walked into his office earlier in the morning.

His legs refused to move and his heart heavy with guilt he walked back to his office quietly shutting the door. He leaned back against the door thinking about what he had done unintentionally.

How will he face Neev? Prachi still did not know that she was engaged to his best friend.

What will she do once she finds out? His guilt was eating at him as he slowly walked to his chair and sat down starring at the sealing.

There was a very light knock on the door.

"Can I come in?" A small voice asked interrupting his thoughts.

"Prachi" He stood up immediately as soon as he saw her walking towards his table.

"I'd like to turn in my resignation Mr. Mishra" She said with her head bent, not even bothering to meet his eyes as she said it. Her voice was broken and the way she stood showed how battered her feelings were at that moment. She could feel his eyes boring into her downcast head. But she dare not look up.

"Prachi...Please...We need to talk" he said in an agitated voice

"No!Mr. Mishra, Please don't make it harder than it is. I would like to leave immediately after you accept this" She said with resolve as she extended the resignation letter to him.

"Why?" he asked quietly after seeing her resolve.

"I am engaged to be married Mr. Mishra. I don't think my finance will be happy to hear that I….that I" unable to continue, tears started falling from her eyes.

"Prachi, Please listen to me…Please" Milind said pleadingly as he stepped from behind his desk and walked towards her as she stood rooted to the spot with tears still flowing down her cheeks.

He took her shoulders in his hands and turned her towards him. He saw the tears streaming down and falling silently on her sari. He cursed himself. He was the cause of all those precious tears.

"Prachiii!! Please don't cry. I can't see you crying like this…Please" he said in a soft pleading voice. Hearing that, she sobbed even more and took large breaths as she hiccupped trying to hold back the tears.

"Prachiiii" he pulled her towards him and tried to sooth her tears. She did not oppose but buried her head deeper onto his chest as his hands gently stroked her hair trying to calm her down.

Slowly, Milind started talking. At first it did not register in Prachi's mind. She still did not have full control over her feelings. Once her tears had died down she immediately realized that she was seeking solace in the arm's of the person she did not want to see or be close too.

As realization dawned, she pulled back from his arms in a hurry and tried to leave but her hands were still in his hands.

"Mr. Mishra! Please let me go. I should not have done that..." she pulled her hands free as Milind slowly let her hands go. His outstretched arm still trying to stop her from leaving. Slowly, realizing that his hands were stretched he brought it down. He watched as she turned her back and walked towards the door.

Prachi placed her hand on the door and she was about to open it when Milind stopped her, "Ek minute Prachi..." as she raised her face he could see the streak of tear stains on her cheeks which was drying up now.

"Prachi...I am not going to ask you stay in the company and extend your misery but before you go…Can you please put me out my own misery" he asked in a strangled voice. It was weird hearing that kind of tone from the always sauve Milind Mishra.

She looked up at him surprise. She knew that Milind Mishra never pleaded for anything in his life. Why was he doing so now? Her eyes raised, he looked at him giving him an opportunity to continue.

"Prachi, I really don't remember what happened that night in Bombay? I remember sitting with Ayesha at the bar and having a drink after that I don't remember a thing. Please tell me if I did something to you that night…" Milind asked in a hesitant tone.

"No! You did not" she said and tried to leave by opening the door further but his voice stopped her once again.

"Prachi, Please explain" he asked pleadingly.

Prachi turned and looked at him.

Part – 5

Flashback:-

Milind had won the "Business Man of the Year" award. He thought he had deserved it. Milind had been acting arrogant and cocky during the whole dinner. He knew he was gloating but he couldn"t stop from smiling at himself. All the ladies in the room were vying for his attention. And the groups of well dressed business men were envious of the beautiful woman in his hands and were trying to engage them both in conversations. His girl friend Ayesha was shining like a lone star.

Ayesha was beautiful. She was a model who had grazed the pages of Vogue and other international magazines. Her demeanor showed that and she acted the part well. Ayesha and Milind had dated on and off and whenever required she was available for Milind.

As Milind stood talking to a group of business men his attention was caught by a beautiful girl - woman draped in a maroon red saree who was talking to a group of ladies. The bright maroon sari was the first thing that caught his attention but when he followed the drape of the Sari he saw that it was hugging her body at all the right places. Her back was turned towards him. She was petite and tall, her hair was loose and it flowed around her back and swayed as she walked. Compared to all the other ladies whose hair was done up in complicated designs the simplicity of her loose hair was charming. Her arms hanging on the sides were not adorned expect for what looked like a slim bracelet. He liked her already. He had gotten curious and wanted to put a face to the body.

Ayesha had noticed that Milind was staring at some woman in the crowd. She was instantly angry. She knew that she was beautiful and the envy of every man at the party but why Milind was looking at somebody?

"Milind, Let's get something to drink" Ayesha had said. Milind had looked up again at the woman he watching but by the time he looked towards her she had disappeared.

Sighing, he had walked towards the bar and had ordered their first drink when Ayesha said,

"Milind, who was the girl you were staring at?"

Milind just shrugged and failed to reply. Prachi was sitting behind Milind her back turned towards them while the conversation between Ayesha and Milind fell on her ears.

"Milind...You were looking at the girl in the maroon color saree. I saw it" she said angrily.

"Yes, I was. What was wrong with that?" he said

"Nothing. She is not even pretty... Why were you looking at her?"

"Oh! That! I was just wondering why girls like her get invited to parties like this. She is not of our status! That's why?" He lied trying to placate Ayesha.

The object of their conversation was sitting just behind them. Prachi had listened to each and every word and she felt her precious control slipping. She had not been interested in coming here but was forced to be here because of Neev and her new boss. And this guy who was sitting beside her was thinking that he was not of their class.

Prachi had gotten enough of the evening and she stood up and walked towards the elevator. As she pushed the elevator button to go to her room, she was seething with fury. How dare they talk about her like that?. She might not be of their status but she was an intelligent girl who did not deserve that kind of talk.

As her mind was mulling over the conversation, the lift had opened up and a couple had walked out. She entered the elevator and the door was about to close when she saw someone push the elevator doors open and enter in.

He was the same guy whom she had seen bad mouthing her earlier. He was drunk.

"Hi, I am Milind Mishra" he said arrogantly. When there was no answer he asked "Which floor"

"10^th Floor" Prachi had given him the answer and was staring straight ahead at the elevator doors as she counted each floor as it passed by. She was tapping her feet, impatient to get out of the elevator and out of his presence. She did not like this guy one bit. Prachi wanted to reach the safety and comfort of her own room

Milind looked at the woman in the beautiful maroon saree. She was simply gorgeous and beautiful. Her eyes which were adorned with kohl were beautiful and expressive. She had a straight, lean nose. Her full luscious lips tempted him to sample it. He looked at her from top to bottom and the only thing that struck his mind was she was his.

As the elevator came to a complete halt Prachi hurriedly stepped out and walked towards her room. She did not realize that Milind was following her. Their steps were muffled by the carpet. Prachi slid the key and opened the door. As she entered and tried to shut the door, she felt a hand trying to push it wide open.

Prachi was about to scream when Milind placed his hands on her mouth and closed the door with his legs "Sssssh" I am not going to do anything. I just want to spend the night with you" he said. His voice was slurred and he was totally drunk.

Prachi's eyes were bulging with terror as she stepped back into the room. She had heard of things like this before but she never thought she would experience it firsthand.

She was like a deer caught in the headlights. Prachi was terrified. But amazingly Milind's hand slackened and he let her go.

Prachi tried to slip past him and was about to open the door when he stopped her and pulled her towards him. He kissed her and moved her towards the bed. As he was about to put her on the bed, Prachi side stepped and he fell on the bed flat and before she could realize what had happened he was out to the world.

Prachi looked at him stunned. She couldn't control the hysteria that was bubbling out of her. What had just happened? Who was this guy? Oh! She knew who he was; she had seen him receive an award for the business man of the year. What was she supposed to do now? She could call the reception and let them know about what had just happened. But his name would be spoilt and her name will be pulled through the gutter press. Already there was huge group of people from the press who were mulling around in the hotel.

She starred at him in fury for a few seconds and realizing that he was not going to move she had decided to sleep in the sofa nearby. In the middle of the night he had woken up once again and he had lifted Prachi out of the sofa and slept with her on the bed, Prachi had tried to extricate herself from his hold but he was strong even in his sleep. She had given up her futile struggle and gone to sleep in his arms as the day's events had taken a toll on her. He had also removed his clothes and thrown it and had gotten back to sleep with Prachi in his arms.