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CHAPTER 4 - Besmirch

Mehek was desperate to find another job but unsuccessful. Her late hour shifts and early morning practices were not suiting her . She fell sleepy during lectures and fell behind in her assignments. Shaurya on the other hand was doing exemplary well. Mehek was afraid that he will take over her in boxing championship. He was always surrounded by friends, especially girls. She knew that he had moved out of hostel and rented out a small house. He often brought home cooked meals and shared those lip smacking dishes with his friends. Mehek felt fate was unfair on her. She was tortured for no reason and he enjoyed all luxuries. She wanted him to suffer but didn't know how to teach him a lesson. Her fists were balled in frustration when she heard giggles from bench near her. "Nikki, how did it go? I heard you went to Shaurya's house last night", a girl asked another naughtily. "He is a perfect gentleman, Shurthi. He just helped me with the assignment and later dropped me home safely". Shruthi blinked animatedly , "Perfect husband material". "Oh Chori", Mehek called out, catching their attention, "consider yourself lucky else that pervert never leaves any opportunity to molest girls". "Are you mad? Shaurya will never do such a thing. He is a nice guy", Nikki vouched for him. "I know him for long. We studied in same college. Trust me when I say he is a vile guy", Mehek left picking up her bag. "Hey Tomboy!!", Shruthi called her from behind but Mehek walked ahead. She walked briskly but Shruthi ran to catch her by the corner. "Mehek, wait", she panted while Mehek acted to be disinterested. "Were you serious?", Shruti asked again. "See, I don't want to interfere in your matters. But if you care about your naive friend then tell her to be away from Shaurya. He is a heartless playboy, without moral codes", she told plainly. Shruthi stood there with a vicious look on her face when Mehek walked away.

"Need some help??", Mehek looked up at Ajay, who stood near the library bench she was seated. She shook her head although she would have loved additional aid to complete assignments. "It's okay. I don't mind. In return, just give me good discount for dinner in your restaurant. My girlfriend has been bugging me to take her out and I am running a bit short on currency", he explained patting his pocket. Mehek couldn't help grinning. It felt good to know that there are fellow students who had financial issues. Ajay's straightforwardness and fact that he had a girlfriend made her at ease. "Deal", she gave thumps up. "Let's meet at computer lab after your evening practice", Ajay told her.

Shaurya was seasoning his dinner. He was clad in his bath robe and eager to taste his hand work. The evening boxing practice had drained him off especially since his punching bag has to suffer his wrath. A hot shower and home made comfort food was his remedy. The doorbell rang disturbing his solace and in his restlessness he didn't mind to change to his clothes or pondered who would want to visit him at late hours. He opened door to find his classmate, Shruthi. "Hi Shaurya. Hope I didn't disturb you", she greeted him. She walked in boldly. "I desperately need you", Shaurya was taken aback by her direct words. "I mean... needed your help in these assignments", she corrected. "Oh My God, my dish", he recalled and ran to kitchen. By the time he saved it from burning and turned back, Shruthi was standing close to him. He gave a confused smiled to Shruti. "Do you know a fun fact, Shaurya? A man looks extremely attractive when he cooks, especially when he is scarcely clothed", she stoked his cheek and abruptly pulled his neck to meet his lips.

Mehek was in the computer lab, tensed and enraged. She was having a tough time completing assignments. Ajay's help turned out to be nuisance rather than support. He was fool and had low knowledge about the subject. She soon realised that in pretense to help her, he bagged a good deal at restaurant where she worked. She glared at Ajay who was busy with his phone, chatting with his girlfriend. She neither had enough time or energy to deal with the imbecile else she would have penalized him with her punching express shots. "MEHEK!!", Shaurya's roar astonished both Ajay & Mehek. But she soon overcame and ignored him. Ajay on other hand stood up in fear and asked, "What happened Shaurya?". "OUT. NOW", he barked at Ajay. Mehek still kept her focus on computer screen and went ahead with her assignments. Shaurya stood near her after Ajay exited. Though she could feel cold heat emanating from him, she didn't show her fear. "What do you want?", finally after few moments of eerie silence she enquired. "What did you tell Shruti?", he asked firmly. Mehek knew exactly what he meant but she feigned ignorance, "Shruti? Which Shruti? ". He thumped his fist on the table so forcefully that the entire monitor quaked and Mehek stood up abruptly, "Stop messing around, Angry man. I don't know what you are referring to and don't have time to waste on you". She gathered her stuffs with intention to rush. But he was quick to grab her forearm, "I am not done yet, Mehek. Did you or did you not lie to Shruti about my character?". "Yes I did. Happy? Now leave me", she tried to remove herself from his hold. He didn't relent and pushed her to nearby wall. He hovered over her and pinned her wrists on either sides. She tried to attack him with her kicks but he blocked it with his legs. " How could you taint me with such a vice? Did you forget our wedding night?", he was angry. "Of course I haven't. How could I forget that fateful night? ", tears welled in her eyes, "A night which was forced on me, to be spend with a beast like you". "Yet you conveniently chose not to recall that I left you unscathed. Despite you being vulnerable and completely under my mercy the entire night, I never crossed my limits", he sounded emotional. "You did try to molest me. The walls of your room echoed my screams and humiliation", she spewed at him. "Then why didn't I proceed further to claim you forcefully? Have you ever given a thought about it?", he asked earnestly. She was unable to answer him. She turned her face to avoid him, "Maybe ...maybe...". "May be? Tell me what you feel Mehek?", he came closed to her ear and whispered.

Shaurya's blood boiled with anger yet now another emotion was overpowering him. Desire, Lust or Love, he couldn't define it, neither did he want to name it. Her proximity was affecting him. Though he hated it, her effect evoked a pleasurable feeling over his mind & body. "I don't know", she shook her head in frustration and accidentally brushed her lips on him, who was lost in her closeness. "Oh My god, this is not happening", she wailed in anger, "you cannot steal my third kiss too". "May be then you should give it to me willingly", he said hoarsely before capturing her lips. She was in shock and her brain screamed to fight but somehow her body was not pliant. She was tired of fighting and curious to enjoy the pleasure he offered. He wasn't harsh or wild. He gently sucked her lips, giving her ample time to accept or defend. Unknowingly she mimicked his actions and started to respond. He released her wrists and grabbed her waist to pull her closer. She held on to his arms while her knees gave away. Without breaking their kiss, he lifted her and placed on nearby table. He pushed her further to deepen the kiss and sought entrance into his mouth. But she didn't relent owing to her inexperience. One of her free hands sifted through his soft hair, while other was behind her on the table to break her fall upon it. His hand trod beneath her top and rubbed her back sensuously . She moaned earning a satisfying smirk from him. He parted her legs and wrapped it around his waist. She found it difficult to balance herself under his gentle force. She snaked her hands around his neck and held on to him. Shaurya deftly unbuckled her sport bra under her shirt and fondled her bosom. She gasped when his thumb grazed her bud. He grabbed opportunity to plunge his tongue into her mouth. His tongue sought contact with hers. Mehek was socked in pleasure. She never knew that being kissed will be so much gratifying. She was soaked in pleasure and yielded to the novel sensation. She fell with her back on the table, taking him along with her. He landed over her, still refusing to break their fervent kiss. They would have progressed to higher bases if not awakened by an ear-piercing ringtone.

Shaurya was quick to gain his senses. His instincts warned him about imminent danger. He stood before Mehek, covering her from prying eyes. He scanned around to find the intruder but was unsuccessful. Mehek too was woken from her trance. She jumped out of the table and adjusted her cloths. She stood behind Shaurya, poised to attack, if needed. He quickly grabbed her hand and briskly walked out of the computer room. He was sure they were being watched and ringtone came from the intruder's phone. He wanted to find the peeping Tom but his top priority was to keep Mehek safe. "Let's leave. I will drop you", he started his bike. She was reluctant to join him. "Don't be silly, Mehek. Let me drop you and later we will think about it", he coaxed. She nodded and got onto his bike.

He reached his home after dropping Mehek. He threw away his keys lazily and rubbed his neck in frustration. He hissed at the burning sensation and checked himself before mirror. "Wild Cat! When did she manage to scratch me?", he mused at Mehek's nail marks. Their make-out session replayed on his mind and he knew he would need a cold shower to hold his horses. 'Ding', a notification prompted him to check his phone and found a short video clip being shared in college group. His eyes widened with shock as he watched it play on his mobile screen.