chapter 8
Jodha shivered, looking up at jallal. He looked like a handsome devil, in black flannel shirt and black pants. His eyes held hers, very compelling and magnetic. His lips curved in a smile. The girls around them shrieked with excitement, and were dancing, giggling and laughing. But, Charlie, didnt find the whole situation amusing. He was frowning and shaking his head, beside Jallal.
As Jallal pulled her closer to him she was shocked, as if a hundred thousand electricity bolts hit her. And soon the Music ended. She sighed with relief that her ordeal was finally over. But when she immediately came down out the dance floor, Jallals captured her. Making her heart lurched upside down. Oh my God! Hes kissing me! This cant be real. She flattened her hand on his chest and tried to push him away, but he was so
strong. Then he smothered her mouth with demanding mastery. His tongue sought and gained entrance into her mouth.
My goodness. She felt intoxicated by his scent, a mixture of musk and pure male... the feel of his firm mouth, so warm and tantalizing... and the taste of him, a bittersweet, that whirled her mind and stirred all her senses, creating a delightful feeling deep inside her. Her traitorous body immediately softened and
her hand crept slowly to his neck. Then she was kissing him back, shyly at first, and eventually followed his pace.
Immediately, he broke off the kiss and straightened up. Jodha was out of breath, her eyes dilated, and her body was on fire. Her heart was hammering foolishly, deafening her ears. She got up from the table and dragged air into her lungs. She had trouble standing up because her nerves were trembling and her knees were so weak. She was panting and tried to control the havoc reaction in her body by acting calmly and pretended not affected
by the whole situation, especially with the kiss. The girls were giggling and he men were laughing so hard.
"That was great!"
"So hot!"
"Whoa! Well done Mr. Mohammed !"
"So overrated!" She heard them say. Embarrassment made her feel like her blood drained from her body.
She chewed on her lower lip and stole a look at Jallal. He was back on his seat again and finished his whiskey in one gulp. He was talking with the boys again as if their kisses never happened. He seemed not affected by it, liked it was an everyday thing for him to stick his tongue in a womans mouth! Ugh! She felt disgusted with herself for reacting on his kisses. She forgot that he was an expert in the art of seduction and took advantage of the weaknesses of women. He is a player! A sexual predator. She reminded herself forcibly. They went home at midnight. Jallal offered to take Jodha home. She had no choice but to accept or
else he would think that she refused his offer because of that silly dance and the kiss.
"I arrived at eight this evening and went directly to your suite to take you out for dinner."Jallal started his conversation
"Oh!" Jodha exclaimed in surprise. A dinner? Surely, nothing romantic.
"Hotel Manager told me you were in a bar with some friends. I called you several times, but you didn't answer."
"I forgot my phone at the hotel. But... how did you find me?" She asked confusedly.
"I asked Abdul, my head security to track you down." He gave her a sideways glance.
"What? I thought it was a coincidence meeting you at the bar."
"It's not. He inhaled deeply and stifled a sigh. The point is, you should be very careful in going out with people you hardly know. Japan is very different from India. There are many syndicates here. They kidnapped rich girls like you."
"Jallal, I'm not a child anymore. I know what I'm doing. Besides, they are your employees. You background checked them before hiring, so I know they are safe to be with." She reasoned out and
shrugged her shoulders. "But still, you have to be very cautious. Like now, you are drunk. What if somebody else, did a dance and kissed you? How would you handle it?"
Her exhausted eyes rolled and she leaned back on the car seat sleepily. "I'm not drunk. Maybe a bit tipsy but I'm fine."
"Tell me honestly, who else did dance with you tonight? Charlie?"
"No! It was only you!" Jallal sighed with relief. He glanced at her then silently focused on the road.
"You know what, you reminded me of my father, very protective and controlling."
"Obviously not like your father." He said with a double meaning on it. He wouldnt let her forget easily the kiss they shared just an hour ago. "I'm just acting my part."
"Your part? As what?" Jodha asked.
"Your fianc."
My fianc? What are you talking about? The arranged marriage is off! Jodha was instantly wide awake.
Not officially. Jallal said in a low, composed voice.
Thats impossible. Mom said that its not necessary anymore. Im training, to handle our family business thats why Im here. Theres no need for me to marry you.
He shook his head and glanced at her. What about your dad, what did he say?
Well, he didnt say anything. But, obviously it was already implied. She answered in an uncertain voice.
Yes, temporarily. He replied and continued.
Anyway, you dont have to think about it right now, Jodha, just concentrate on your business training first, okay? Jallal calmly said then instantly dismissed her and concentrated on his driving.
What does he mean temporarily? My gosh! He was being arrogant again, dismissing her like that. They were talking about
their future, not some pity things like the color of the car, the outfit to wear or something. Hmp... I should clarify this marriage issue to my father, soon. She was amazed that Jallal looked at their arranged marriage as a business deal. Closed, sealed and delivered. Love didnt matter for him, as long as he got what he wanted. Power to control the family assets. Leaning back against the seat of his Bugatti Veyron, Jodha stole a glance at him. Their kiss still registered in her mind, no matter how much she tried to erase it. The taste of him lingered in her mouth, his scent sent delightful shivers down her spine and the feel, made her toes curl. It was so mind blowing. She was so sure she saw the intense desire in his eyes when he was about to kiss her. She was positive for a moment that he wanted her. He kissed her with hunger and fierce passion. But he said, Im not his type. No... no...no way. Im getting paranoid again. The kiss was nothing to him. He probably forgot about it already. Besides, he never talks about it, so Ive better not talk about it too. I dont want him to think that Im making a big deal of it, so affected that I wont be able to sleep tonight. Jodha wondered, what was his type in women? Blonde or brunette, pretty face with tall and slim figure, like a centerfold model. Getting no answer , She suddenly heaved a sigh and looked at Jallal again. She realized that he had an extreme personality. Sometimes boyish, relax, and approachable, like he was in the bar. But now, he looked so reserved and back to his
usual business manner, bossy, arrogant and controlling.
Jodhas steps faltered when she went out of the car. Jallal immediately gripped her slim arm to steady her. His touch was firm yet very gentle. She immediately reacted to his touch, like caught in a fire. Emotions she couldnt understand and refused to
acknowledge was building deep inside her. She started to panic and pulled away from him.
Im fine. Im just a bit tipsy. She almost fell on the floor when she backed away from him, good thing that Jallal was so alert in
catching her. His strong arm circled her waist, then in an instant, he lifted her off the ground and carried her in his arms to the elevator.
Put me down. I said Im fine. Jodha struggled in his arms. She was trying to fight the effect of his nearness to her. Her heart fluttered wildly in her br***t, and his touch sent goose bumps all over her body.
You are not fine. Stop struggling. He said firmly in a deep commanding voice. Next time, dont drink too much and dont go to a bar without me, do you hear me, Jodha?
Yes... Jodha whispered. She was so weak and sleepy to argue with him. She stopped struggling and drank in the comfort of his
nearness. She leaned her head in the hollow of his neck and inhaled his tantalizing smell, of musk and pure male scent.
Jallal carried her all the way up to her suite. He put her down in front of her door.
Thanks... ah... do you want to come in for a coffee.Jodha offered politely. She was leaning against the door, trying to gather
strength.
No, its midnight already, you need to rest. And I dont trust myself when Im with you Jodha, He thought.
Okay, Goodnight then.Jodha said, and about to close the suite door when he asked.
Where did you learn to kiss like that? His bold eyes held hers, demanding an immediate answer.
Huh? She looked up at him, feeling disoriented.
Who taught you to kiss like that? Your ex-boyfriend? He ground the words out between his teeth. Annoyance was very evident on his face.
Jodha was so confused. Her mind refused to register the significance of his question, besides, she felt so awkward talking about the kiss. She thought he would never ever open it up. No. We didnt kiss like that. Maybe you. I was just following your pace.
A chill silence suddenly enveloped them. Jallals expression darkened with an unreadable emotion.
Did I say something wrong? Jodha wondered. What is wrong with him?
Dont encourage Charlie. I saw him staring at you all the time. He Is a trusted employee and I dont want him hurt when he finds out about our forthcoming marriage.
What? Jodha asked, surprised again by this unpredictable man. You may think that the marriage was cancelled, but your father failed to inform us about it. So we assume it was still on. His voice was firm and final.
Jodha remained frozen on her feet. Her mind whirled in confusion that she couldnt speak. She just continued staring at him and studied the expressions on his face. He looked very angry. Then, with a nod, he spun and was gone.
She closed her door and went directly to her bed. She was so tired her nerves throbbed. But what Jallal said stayed in her mind. The arranged marriage was still on. She sighed and decided to confront her parents about it soon.
Jallal was in the hotel elevator thinking. He was so eager to finish his transactions in Russia so he could go back immediately to Japan to be with Jodha. He couldnt understand why she affected
him so much. The image of her kept on lingering around the edges of his mind, in spite of his hectic schedule. He was tormented by the dull ache of desire just the thought of her. Too many times, he longed to call her, just to hear her soft voice. But the back of his mind, said no. The kiss blown him away.
Now that he tasted her, he wanted more, so much more,
its like a craving, an obsession. He had to do something about this, to control the unusual feeling. He had to fight his own
battle of personal restraint. He took his phone in hispants pocket and pressed a number. A soft feminine voice immediately answered his call.
Jallal, honey, it's past midnight already sophia , I want you tonight.
Oh love, I know you would miss me. Come and Ill make you so happy tonight. Ill be waiting. Sophia said in her practiced soft and sensual voice. ( Sophia one of famous model , she always try keep herself close to Jallal, well she very well knew he was a rare catch and also he never loved her)
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