Part 9
This was not what he had wanted... this was definitely what he wanted to witness, not after he left her. She should have died thousand deaths, she should have lived a life of cursed, her body was his to take, and her life should have savaged his denial to their relation. He wanted to cry all her life for him; he was supposed to be her master, body and soul. He must have the power to hurt her and make her laugh.
Bitch, had finally found someone else to entertain, a Millionaire too. This was too good for her, this was not the future he wanted her to have, not when he was still hungry to have her, to claim her. No one except him had right to claim her until he had satisfied his ultimate lust to possess her. She had always been such a tease, how he had always controlled just because she was Vandu's sister, but now he knew that she was but infertile, a defective piece and now he had fair chance, even when he was duly married. But does marriage stop anyone from mingling in those private affairs? He is a man, he has needs and urges, and nothing can really restrain him.
Seeing her, like that in his ideal's arms was too much, and almost had him sick! But perhaps, she had only cast that black magic of her's on him too, like she had done for all those years until his mother didn't came to his rescue. He should have been unknown of her defect, may be that was why... after all this was no secret or by gone truth that she was beautiful and had a body of temptress, no man could have said a no for her. After all she was the personification of witch and had power enclosed in her beauty, may be that was the reason why even Raman was in her enchantment, perhaps then was the time to open the Pandora box and let out the secret that would destroy her and her probable destiny that she was hoping to have...
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"Si..r" she stuttered as she tried in vain to come out of his captivity, his stare was holding her down, making her weak under his intense scrutiny, she could feel herself melt infront of the personification of profound beauty of masculine divinity.
"Ishita..." he hummed with a small smile upton his lips, like a prayer as if in beautiful trance and continued, "You are so unchanged, just like you were then... same beautiful, innocent but... something is lost..." he looked deep into her eyes, and then said as if in disappointment, "That spark is lost, your eyes are so vacant, I can't locate the glint of naughtiness in them... something I used to love about the infamous Ishita Vishwanathan Iyer." he stopped and looked at her beautiful face, pink lips and questioning eyes and looked down in sadness and continued, "Life is such a cruel thing... it takes things and people which we are so much attached to and leaves us sorrowfully alone." and sighed and finally let go of her and turned to go to his own chair.
"May I ask you something, please?" she asked hesitantly.
He sat down on his chair and looked at her and nodded as if to say, 'Continue...'
"Do you know me?" she blurted before framing the question properly.
While he looked at her surprised, he had not expected this question, or may he had, but not so soon.
He nodded and said, "Yes... I do know you." and then smiled.
"No... I mean, do you know me from before, like when I was not the part of your company...?" she asked curiously.
He looked at her for a while and then looked towards his cabinet of files and stood up abruptly and walked towards it and gracefully opened it, and took out a very carefully preserved book, and walked back to his table closing the cupboard behind and kept the book on the table, infront of her.
She looked at him confused and then diverted her gaze towards the book kept on the table, an her eyes widened as she read the name of the book, it was the annual slam magazine of the SRCC, and as she flipped the first page, their lied the group photograph of the SRCC achievers of 2006.
She looked at him and said in astonishment, "You too went to SRCC? I thought you were from Harvard..."
"I am from Harvard but I have done my graduation from SRCC... I have done my Masters from Harvard." he said, clearing the air.
"...and you graduated in same year as me..." she mumbled in shock.
"Yes... I did." he simply agreed.
"Who are you?" she asked before she could stop herself, and then muttered, "How come I never noticed you or heard your name?"
"I am here..." and he pointed towards the boy with glasses in the center, seated beside the Dean, the topper of the session!
Her eyes widened as her eyes took the picture in... the boy was nowhere RKB standing before her, the boy in the picture was quite healthy with excessively greased locks and on his nose sat the most awful looking glasses, and he was ridiculously nerdly smiling at the camera, and his stomach was also visible with a paunch.
She shook her head in utter disbelief and looked at him and then at the picture... nothing was matching... nothing was similar... she looked deep and tough and then her mouth fell open and her eyes caught an unnatural glint of pure amazement and she whispered, "Eyes... your eyes are same... this is really you... this is YOU!" she screamed.
And then she looked at him inquisitively and asked, "So... you knew me from the beginning then?"
While he just looked at her and nodded in response.
"That's why you gave me the job?" she asked interested.
"No... but I would have given you the job as per your qualifications, but I never knew that you have applied, Mihir told me that he had appointed me a secretary and then when I saw you..." he said with a small smile.
"Why didn't you tell me before?" she asked the most important and baffling question.
He looked at her with an unusual and very unlike RKB grumpy face and said almost complaining, " Well... I just thought that you might remember me, after all we were from same session... but ... I guess you didn't and later I didn't got any chance to tell you about it, and well... to be truthful I thought it wasn't that necessary."
"Hey...!" she almost cut him, and then looked at him with creased brows, "How can you even say that?! It was necessary, NO... well it was important!" she looked down thoughtful. While he looked at her with his head bent on his side with an unsual glint.
She looked at him, looking at her with concentration and said with absolute seriousness, "I really don't know how I missed you during college..."
He smiled a sly smile at this and muttered under his breath, "Well it was much easy... after all then it was that ridiculous sorry excuse for a man who was the star of your life..."
"hmm?" she inquired not able to understand his line of thoughts.
"Nothing..." he said, not wanting her to probe more into the matter, and continued, "You must go back now... Its so late and I still have few meetings left to take care of..." he said with a smile.
"Yeah... sure..." she said and then looked at him with undecided inquisition and asked little hesitantly, "How's Ruhi?"
"Oh... well she is fine..." he said pointedly looking doubtfully at her strange query.
"um.." she looked here and there away from his probing not knowing how to go further and somehow continued, "I was just thinking... um... may be... Well... My sisters and ...I ofcourse wanted to meet her... So... I mean only if you have no problem that is... " she looked at him almost pleading.
He smiled at her ridiculous begging and said, "That's okay Ishita... you can meet her anytime... its not like I hate your bonding..."
And that said, her face broke into a wide grin, and she looked at him and said, "I am so happy that you are not opposed to this, I so love meeting her... Can I meet her after office please? I mean... I know it sounds ridiculous but I just can't believe that she has become such a vital part of my life... she is a lovely girl... her mother must be very sweet too..." and that said she looked at him mortified at being personal and apologized immediately, " I am sorry I didn't mean to comment on that topic... I just..."
"That's okay... and well, she might be no more but she was one lovely woman that I have ever known. I love talking about her, though I don't have many people who like to remember her or want me to recall her well for obvious reasons." he said almost immediately, unknown to him that it was making her uncomfortable, well ridiculously jealous of a dead woman.
"So you really did love her?" she asked meekly and then added immediately, "don't mind me asking, please."
"No... that's okay. Yes, I did love her, she was my only companion, and more over she gifted me with Ruhi so..." he said with a smile, as if remember a fond memory.
"What was her name?" she asked.
"Simran" he said with a single unshed tear, and then looked at her and said, "Her name was Simran, she was like my younger sister, when she died, I had no option but to adopt her daughter, my angel, that I was most tempted to." he said, and looked at her, who stood there surprised, oh well correction, Shocked!
"So... you mean, you are NOT married?" she asked flabbergasted.
"Well... did they (press) wrote like that?" he asked as if in thought.
"So you mean Ruhi is not your real daughter, NO, I mean, she is real daughter, but is she not... well..." she couldn't continue when he cut in.
"Yes, she is my adopted one. Why?"
"No... um... nothing. Its, just strange, I mean all the while I thought that she was your, I mean that you were married!" she sighed.
"Holy pants! Do I look married?" and then he touched his face and continued, "I thought I was a charm..."
While Ishita looked at him and said, "Oh! Yes, you are... you are a charm! I mean look at women" she indicated towards the staff and world and said, "Don't you notice, they all are in charm of you..."
"And you?" he asked out of blue.
"Obviously..." she blurted unknowingly, making him laugh.
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I must go now, this is the right time, I can't let this show go on forever, I must end it, and end it for good. If I couldn't get her than no one must, her body belongs to me, I must open the Pandora box now!
And with that he knocked at the door, twice and entered.
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Edited by blackhole - 5 years ago
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