****Part 10****
note: 3 warnings:
1)long
2)zillion typos
3)explicit material, tread carefully (dont judge me, just experimenting)
"Virat, I have missed you man, when are you going to come in??" Karan was on the phone.
"You missed me ?" Virat smirked. Karan wasn't a guy who would miss anyone, he was one crazy work maniac who couldn't miss anything but work. "Don't stress it Karan, will be at work in two days, Manvi is here and I want to stick around until she feels comfortable."
"Yes, the media broadcasted it on national television. You never fail to garner publicity, you demonstrative son-of-a-bitch. Cute kiddos by the way!" He heard Karan say.
Virat didn't reply. He had been maintaining distance from everyone at work since a really long time. "Anything else?" he simply asked.
"We at the company, feel a small welcome party is in order for its CEO and his better-half." Karan stated.
"I'd rather you didn't feel so." Virat replied sharply. He turned around to see Manvi and his kids still playing on the bed with pillows. He lips curved into a small smile.
"Oh come-on don't be like that. Manvi is like the sister I never had, I would really like to do this for her. I know you will never bring her to meet us on your own."
"Karan, you are always welcome home. But I am not bringing Manvi there. I will continue to monitor everything via email. Bye." He hung up.
"Who was that?" Manvi asked walking upto him with the kids.
"Nobody." Virat smiled. "Where are you going?"
"They need bath and food." Manvi smiled pleasantly looking down at their angelically smiling twins.
"Alright. Let me help you."
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Virat was lying down relaxed on the carpet in front of their home theatre showing them how to play video-games. Nikki and Ria, cleaned up and fed, were leaning on him and watching with great interest.
"You both know this is your new home right?" Virat asked Ria and Nikki as they were going to go meet an interior designer in a few minutes. Manvi was in the shower and Virat was baby-sitting. Ria and Nikki both looked up at him confused.
"Where is my room?" Nikki asked.
"Wherever you want. It's your house." Virat explained proudly.
"Can I have this room?" Ria asked.
"No, this is the TV room." Virat smiled. They were smart-kids and he needs to learn to deal with them carefully.
"You said I could have any room. I want this room." Nikki threw a fit.
"Ermm...let's consult mommy on this." Virat gave up. He looked towards the door for Manvi. He was getting restless to be alone with her. He realized it was not like before, kids took up majority of their time. Kids should sleep for atleast 18 hours a day, he thought.
"I want to put pink bunnies on the TV." Ria said without looking at both of them.
Virat and Nikki both yelled "NO Way!!!!"
Manvi walked in. "No what?" she asked. Virat was stumped, he couldn't take his eyes of her. She walked in with wet hair wearing a red saree with a golden border. He could clearly see the mangalsutra in her neck and kumkum in her hair. Hasn't she always been wearing them? He wondered. He also noticed the golden bindi and the clinking of the bangles, this is his Manvi, his wife, his loving wife. Manvi blushed and rolled her eyes at him signaling him to stop staring.
"Momma, daddy said that I could make this my room?" Nikki asked.
Manvi widened her eyes and looked at Virat. Virat shrugged with an ofcourse-I-didn't expression. "You already have your room, the one with spider-man." Manvi answered satisfying Nikki.
"When will you unpack him??" Nikki asked with a sad face.
"Let's do it tomorrow." Manvi said.
"You look very beautiful Mrs. Vadhera, can you help me unpack as well? I need to shower." Virat asked. Manvi looked towards the kids and smiled. Virat buzzed Mrs. Andrews in and handed the charge over, held Manvi's hand and dragged her with him.
He closed the door of their room. "Where were we?" he asked.
"In the TV room? Attending to our kids?" Manvi answered coyly looking up at him. He was coming closer to her and she was walking back. She hit her back to the wall.
Virat smiled with mischievous eyes, locking her in with both his hands on either sides of the wall. "Right!!!!! and before that, if I remember, you were commandeering a pillow attack on an innocent civilian."
"Innocent?" Manvi narrowed her eye-brows.
Virat smiled wickedly. His eyes were blazing with desire, he moved his hands around Manvi's waist. She squirmed at his touch. "I want to hear it Manvi." Virat leaned more close, inhaling the sweet fragrance from her hair. Manvi felt like she was going to expire. She was in his arms again, after all these years. All the loneliness and separation was over. She wanted him, his love, his touch, his kiss. She was melting away under his gaze. "I love you jaan." She said in a low soft and quivering voice. Virat closed his eyes, absorbing his pleasant soothing sound from her mouth. "Again." He asked nuzzling her hair. He opened his eyes and with one of his hands, he cupped her face and lifted it up for her eyes to meet his. Manvi was flushed with strange tingly sensation all over her body. She looked at him, his eyes lingered at her lips and slowly moved up and locked with her eyes. "Virat, I love you, I always have and I always will." She said slowly in the same quivering voice.
"Don't you ever leave me like that again." Virat pleaded. "I cannot live without you Manvi."
Manvi looked into his eyes. She saw fear, like that of a small boy. Her eyes filled up and she didn't even know why she uttered the next word. "Sorry!" she said and hugged him tightly. She felt like he needed protection. This powerful multi-billionaire CEO of a large empire of a company, needed her, her protection, her assurance. "Viraaat...I am not going anywhere." She comforted him.
"You promise?" he asked. She felt she was dealing with Nikki or Ria for a second. She smiled.
"Yes jaan, I promise." She felt this extraordinarily powerful urge to soothe him, heal him; he is broken and shattered inside.
What if he is right? What if he never cheated on me? Will I ever be able to forgive myself for putting him through this?
"Whatever happens?" he continued still clinging on to her like a small baby.
"Virat?" she pulled him away to look into his eyes. "I love you, I would never like to be away from you. Whatever happens."
"I couldn't bear it Manvi. It felt like my body was constantly on fire, no matter what I did, nothing could put it out. I used to be a mad, mad person..I even..." his voice faltered. He moved and turned away from her guiltily. He closed his eyes. Manvi froze, she was scared. She walked in front of him slowly. "...you even??" she asked. Virat's eyes were shut tightly. He didn't want to tell her this but he had too, it would be wrong not to.
"Virat?? You can tell me anything." She took his hand in hers clasped it tightly. Virat opened his eyes and they were blood-red, he was scared.
He looked at her for a second and looked down. "You promised you wouldn't leave?"
"VIRAT!!! you are killing me, what is it?"
"You promised" he was like a broken tape.
"I promised. I know. Stop acting like a child." She scolded.
He took a deep breath. "Manvi, I cannot even begin explaining how my life was these last three years. I think the first time I slept without drinking myself to unconsciousness was at your place the day before. I was depressed, restless and agitated all the time. I desperately did so many thing to get me out of that state...to calm me."
"what are you saying Virat?"
"I am sorry Manvi. I made a lot of mistakes."
"Virat, please, what mistakes, you are scaring me."
"I used to drink like a fish, I smoked, I was always high on drugs and I.. was with...other women.." he broke down.
"...with who?" Manvi left his hand. She stood nailed to the ground. She went into extreme shock.
"I don't know. There were many.." said Virat.
"Many????" Manvi asked with her voice shaking, barely audible, she stared at him blankly and then slowly crumbled on the floor leaning by the wall.
Virat rushed to support her. She looked at him, her eyes blood-red, her gaze was piercing him, twisting a dagger in his heart. He couldn't look at her. "Many????" she repeated.
"I am sorry." He closed his eyes tightly. He opened them after a bit to see that she was still looking at him for an answer. "I don't remember them Manvi. I don't think I ever went with the same girl again. Its wasn't a relationship. It was only for..."
"their body...for sex."
"Manvi, please..."
"Is that why you NEED me Virat?" she screamed at him.
" GOD NO. Manvi. I love you baby. It's not like that. You are my soul, my life, my everything. What I did is despicable, I know. Please understand what I was going through. They told me that you might not be alive. I gave up my life, I had left all sense of morality. Please baby, try to forgive me. I didn't have any sense of what and why I was doing the things I was doing."
"You said you didn't cheat me. You said I was blind and stupid to think so. I doubted what I saw with my own eyes !!!!!!!"
"Manvi, please, this was after you left. You have to trust me."
"TRUST!!!!!!" she smiled, putting as much sarcasm into it as she could.
"Please don't leave me Manvi." Virat repeated. She looked at the wall opposite blankly.
"Manvi say something."
"Would you forgive me if I did something like this?" she spoke after a bit.
Virat's face twisted in horror as if she had uttered something blasphemous. "You wouldn't" he whispered.
"I want to. Just to make you feel like how I do right now. If you can still look me in the eye, I will forgive you." Manvi got up.
"MANVI!!" Virat yelled at her.
Manvi was raging angry, she quickly stopped to talk to Mrs. Andrews "Can you please put the kids to sleep. Call me if they make a fuss." She instructed and rushed out of the house.
"Blanco, please take me to Karan's house." Manvi asked and sat in the car without looking at him.
"Yes ma'm" Blanco nodded politely, but he stole a glance at the entrance to look for Virat. When he didn't see him, he started the car and breezed out into the city.
They were half-way there. Blanco kept looking back through the rear view mirror. He passed back a box of tissues looking at the tears that were relentlessly flowing down. He didn't say a word. Manvi looked at him in the mirror, he wanted to hug him and cry, she was so far away from her friends and family. He was really the only one she knew around. She couldn't be like this before her kids. For a minute, she wondered if Blanco knew about the other girls. She resisted her urge to ask him about them.
"We are here Mrs. Vadhera." He said. Manvi looked up at him angrily. Did he call her that on purpose?
She slammed the door and left. She had no idea why and where she was going. Karan had called her after he hung up speaking with Virat and urged her to come to the party that was arranged for them. She promised him he would bring Virat along.
She walked into the party and looked around. "Manvi!!!!!!!!!!" Karan came and greeted her. "How nice to see you. Ohh my god how long has it been? You look gorgeous as ever, I can't believe you are the mother of two kids." She looked around. There were a lot of people in there. She guessed atleast a hundred or two. Dimly lit, music and dance and drinks. This wasn't her scene at all. She contemplated going back. It was a black-tie party. Everyone were dressed in a suit or a dress. She murmured a "Hi."
"Where is Virat?" Karan asked. Manvi looked at him blankly. "Ohh I get it, you knew if you come, he would follow you. Smart as ever. Well please make yourself comfortable."
Manvi sighed. He would be here. She needed courage. She walked up to the bar and ordered a shot. She didn't know much about alcohol but she knew a shot was the fastest way to get drunk. She gulped it down.
first shot...second shot...third shot down. She closed her eyes. She was buzzing in her head.
"Hello Mrs. Vadhera. I am Meredith, Mr. Vadhera's secretary. How do you do? Karan asked me to take care of you." a blonde female came up and asked her.
Manvi was sitting at the bar. She looked up and smiled at her widely, almost in a silly child-like manner. "Did he sleep with you too?" she asked looking down at the empty glass. "One more please" she banged the glass on the counter for the bartender.
Meredith froze for a second. "Excuse me?"
"Don't be shy." Manvi said laughing. "My husband has slept with most women in the city."
Somebody interrupted the awkwardness. "That's a lovely dress ma'm. I have always been fascinated by Indian women. I think you look stunning and your dress is the sexiest dress I have ever seen" complimented a very well-dressed handsome chap who was probably in his thirties.
"Do you now??" Manvi turned to face the guy.
"I am Steve Maning, COO of Vadhera enterprises, I would be delighted to have a dance with you." He extended his hand.
Meredith whispered "Mr. Vadhera." Manvi looked in the direction of Meredith's vision to see Virat, who was frantically searching for her. He looked extremely tensed and ruffled up. Manvi did not even feel a hint of remorse after seeing him. Her blood boiled to vapor. Now, she was more than sure about what she wanted to do. She gulped down the fourth shot.
She looked at the Maning guy and smiled "I am in a mood to delight you Steve." She walked to the dance floor with him. Steve was gentlemanly; he was formally dancing with her and holding to his dance stance. Manvi felt like she was going to collapse. Her eyes were blurry and her head was buzzing high. It was not even a couple of minutes since they started dancing; she collapsed in Steve's arms. Steve didn't realize she had passed out and thought she was coming onto him. He pulled her closer.
"Miss...misss.." Steve tried to wake her up. She was holding her head and trying to balance herself. He looked around and took her inside into his office and made her sit on his couch. "Are you okay???" He gave her a glass of water. She was not in her senses, she smashed the glass away angrily.
"Phew, that's hot. Whats your name??" Steve asked her.
"You don't want to know. Do you want to sleep with me?" Manvi asked in the most blunt way; she wasn't embarrassed even a little bit. Steve was taken back.
"Ohh, I would give all my money to sleep with you." He removed his coat and loosed his tie. Manvi looked away, she didn't flinch as he came near her. He grazed his hand from her shoulder to her neck and pulled her hair back to make her face him. She closed her eyes, she only saw one person in her eyes, heart and soul. Steve was about to pounce on her. Tears started pouring down Manvi's face. She covered her face with her hands and started sobbing loudly.
Steve didn't understand what was going on. He looked at her confused. "Do you still want to?" he asked. Manvi shook her head No.
"You are kidding right?" Steve exclaimed with annoyance at her suddenly changed mood. Manvi nodded no. "Ohh come'on" he tried to touch her. She moved away.
Suddenly the door to the office sprang open. Virat ran inside all anxious and heavy-breathed followed by Blanco and Meredith. He saw Steve sitting down on the floor facing Manvi with a tissue box in his hand. Manvi was sobbing loudly on the couch across from him. "YOU ARE FIRED!!!!!!!!" Virat pointed Steve to leave. Steve looked from Manvi to Virat and then to a threatening Blanco. "OUT!" Virat yelled. This wasn't his day at all. Steve left the room silently.
Ohh baby, I am so sorry. Virat sat beside her and put his arms around her. She was like a small child. So vulnerable. He heart melted looking at her like that. Ohh god, what have I done? She slipped into his lap, wrapped around him like a cocoon, heaving and sniffing into the crook of his neck crying her heart out. Blanco let Meredith and himself out gracefully closing the door behind them saying. "Sir, I will have the vehicle in the back alley." Virat carried her to the car as she passed out in his arms.
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Manvi woke up with a scream in the middle of the night. She was in bed, changed into a night-gown and tucked in. She looked around, the room was empty. She realized where she was and what she had done. She shut her eyes embarrassed. "Kids!" she jumped out and went to check on them. Both of them were sleeping peacefully in their room. Virat was sitting beside them on a couch working on his computer in the dark. She kissed the kids softly and sat on the bed beside them staring into darkness.
Virat stowed away his gadgets and walked to her. "You alright?" he asked putting his hand on her shoulder.
"Yes. I am sorry." She said without looking at him.
"Come. Let's get you back to sleep." He took her hand. She complied silently.
"I am sorry." She repeated once again in their room. "I don't know what came over me."
"That's okay. I know how it feels, I felt a thousand fold greater betrayal when they said that you were taken away from me, forever." He replied tucking her in again.
Manvi stared at him for a long time, understanding what he might have gone through. She gave up her struggle. She closed her eyes. "Are you coming to bed?" she asked.
"Do you want me to?" he asked back.
"Yes. Please." She whispered.
He climbed in and hugged her from behind. "I am sorry I must have given a lot of stories for the media." She murmured.
"Don't worry about it. I have stopped caring a long time ago." Virat stroked her hair lovingly.
"Did you change me?" she gulped.
"Yes. You threw up your drink on your sari."
"Don't fire him Virat. He didn't do anything." She said remembering Steve and everything else in its horrid detail.
"Shhh...Sleep" Virat ordered.
Manvi turned around to face him. She was staring at his chest, playing with the buttons of his shirt. Virat held her hand and stopped her. "What is it?" he asked.
"How did it feel?" Manvi asked still looking away.
"How did what feel?" Virat asked.
"Them. Those girls."
Virat sat up startled. "Don't torture yourself Manvi. I didn't want to tell you all this. I knew you would react this way. But, we were starting over and I didn't want any secrets."
"You didn't answer me." Manvi maintained.
"What, you want details? They felt bad, crappy, incomplete. They made me desperate as I was never satisfied. Nothing gave me any pleasure, it was shallow. I craved for you, I tried to search for you in them. I missed you, your touch, your warmth, your love. Nobody could give me that. Please, I don't want to talk about this Manvi. Can you please let it go?"
She stared at him for a long time. She was absorbing all this new information. Its like she didn't even know this Virat anymore. Then she spoke again. "Kiss me." she asked, softly.
Virat looked at her shocked "I will. Not now. When you are normal and not so vulnerable. Sleep." He ordered.
That was it, Manvi sat up and was getting out of the bed. Virat held her hand and pulled her back. "I don't want your sympathy, leave me." she ordered trying to wiggle out of his grasp.
"Manvi, don't be silly, I am just trying to comfort you. You went through a lot today." He was holding her hands as she trying to push him away.
"I don't need comfort. I need assurance." She was battling him and he was trying to still her
"What are your talking Manvi?"
"I need to know that you want me, you desire me and I am enough for you. I need to know that you will not choose some s**tty white trash over me. I don't want comfort, sympathy or pity, is that all you feel about me?"
"You want to know how I feel about you?" he asked.
He held onto his thoughts for a minute. "Ohh baby, you have no idea what you asked for."
She wants to know how he feels about her. This is how I feel Manvi, I feel enraged and furious. He pulled her under him, captured both her hands and moved them to the top of her head so that she couldn't stop what he was about to do. He looked at her, she was breathing so fast. Her whole upper body was arched as a curve and she was shaking. "That's right, I feel so bloody angry, you were dancing with that son-of-a-bitch, you were going to let him touch you. Don't you ever pull a stunt like that ever again. Yes?"
"Yes" Manvi replied closing her eyes as he felt him lowering down and kissing her neck. Soon she realized he wasn't kissing her anymore, they were bites, wild angry bites, which stretched from her neck, up to her throat to her chin and her lower lip. He pulled it in his mouth without any mercy. Manvi convulsed under him. He left her hands go free. She didn't push him away, she pulled him further into her, digging in her nails, she was letting it all go. He stopped and moved up to look at her. She was panting. She tenderly moved her hands upto his collar and yanked him back. She ignored the pain, she wanted more.
He was driven over the edge, he couldn't control himself. He entered his tongue into her mouth and she met him with equal ardor, battling with him and going in as far as they can into each other, putting all their resentments and furies in it. One of his hand was holding her face and the other moved down, from the crook of her neck, over her gown, grazing her breasts, abs, thighs, and eventually feeling the soft skin on her legs. He arched them up and moved his hand inside.
He let go of her mouth, sat up over her removing his shirt and peeling off her gown. Lowering over her belly, he started placing soft kisses all over it. She lay in the bed numb and pale as a sudden realization hit her. Her body isn't the same anymore. She closed her eyes feeling his lips on her. "I feel love baby, I love you crazily" she heard him say. "I love you more for giving me the two most amazing babies in the whole world. I would never be able to thank you enough for that." She gulped.
He was moving up kissing and sucking in her milky soft skin. They weren't angry anymore; they were filled with love and appreciation for each other, cherishing the touch and warmth of each other, surrendering their weaknesses and desires. He moved up to her face, cupped it and kissed her tenderly on her lips. "You are the most beautiful and sexy girl I will ever know." He said. His eyes spoke volumes. They spoke to her how much he wants her, how much he craves for her. Suddenly, she became very shy. Her flushed face and her nervous demeanor gave it away. She hugged him tightly "I love you too Virat." she whispered.
"I can't stop now baby." He said wrapping his arms around her and opening up her bra. She held his shoulders tightly and clanged onto him. She was very stiff. He kissed her eyes, nose and lips as softly as he could and moved down as she released her hold on him slightly. As he placed his mouth on her breasts, she moaned and grabbed his hand tightly. He smiled and continued to explore marking every inch on her sensitive skin. He moved down, pulling her knees up astride, he began kissing the inside of her thighs. She couldn't bear it anymore, she grabbed the bed-sheets in her hands making a tight fist and screamed his name "Virat!!" He moved up to garble her moans with his kiss.
"Ohh baby, you are so beautiful", he whispered into her ears. He removed his pants and her panties, deepening his mouth on hers and pulling her hands up over her head again, he slowly thrust himself inside her, slowly at first until she loosened up her stiff body and then mercilessly fast with a sense of urgency and extreme pleasure. "Virat!!!" Manvi let out a loud cry as she felt like she was breaking into million small, tiny pieces under him.
"Manvi, this is what I want to do to you. You asked for it and I can go infinite number of times, until one of us dies." He said recovering his breath, collapsing over her completely consumed, liberated and satisfied.
"Should I??? Or should I go back to sympathetic and comforting??" he nuzzled her neck.
"Loving will do." Manvi blushed, exhausted.
"Loving, it is then." Virat kissed her forehead and pecked her lips. He pulled her into arms, stroking her hair and covered themselves with the duvet. "Will you atleast sleep now??" he asked slowly. She didn't reply. "I love you so much Manvi" he said. No reply. He pulled himself apart to check on her. She was peacefully sleeping clutching to his shoulders. He shook his head and kissed her nose lovingly and slipped into a deep, deep slumber himself.
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Edited by bluebolt - 12 years ago
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