Abhiya SS:Forbidden Attraction - Completed - Page 19

Originally posted by: mahi4ever

Superb update n it was too Gud to c u back with dis 1. 😃He he ha pia progress had me in laughing riots 50 to 40 .🤣... Seems lik piyali seductions got wasted by da interruption of howling , u din't mention whose howling voice was it??? Wolf??? Or am I reading too much between da lines 😉

Originally posted by: Andromeda001

Update was fantabulous Dishu😉. Piya is soo different from Piyali. Double meanings🤣,☺️. Soo eager 2 know why did Piyali run after hearing howling of wolves. Update asap.

Originally posted by: -sakshi-

Awesome update, thanks for the pm

the storyline becoming v interesting

waiting for the next part

Originally posted by: 2Obsessed

Thank U so much for the PM.

Amazing chapter , dear.

Abhay was surprised that Piya speaks such a lot in one go. What wud he do if she starts her question - answer round ? 😆

The training part was funny. Poor Piya has to go through so much just bcoz of Abhay's curiosity. Piya first fell 50 times and then 40 times. Ek din mein itna improvement . Abhay shud congratulate her for the improvement. LOL !

No words for Abhay and his choice of words. What wud hav Piya done if he wud hav spoken anything as such to her rather than Piyali ? 😆

Why did Piyali run away from Abhay ? If the howling sound scared her , why did she even move away ?

Wud wait for the next update. Keep writing dear. 😊

Originally posted by: ..juhi..

i ma so hell confused...she is piyali she isn't piyali...in each and every sec abhay is comparing her...but...one sec he says yes and the other no...!!

Originally posted by: MistiAbhiya

Love it😊

Originally posted by: arwakantawala

Awesome Update but still the mystery continues Piyali is Piya or not

Originally posted by: FieryHeart

Dishu that was one helluva funny update 😆 Especially the start when Abhay asked Pia to be a model and her attempts to bail out on that 🤣 Poor girl 😆 Abhay ne bura phasaya 🤣 I just loved it and hats off to u 👏 You have an amazing sense of humor ⭐️ I like the way ur making Abhay focus on minor details like Pia mentioning her family and trying to see if she was indeed pretending for if she was Piyali then she was bound to show her real self at some point. Good thinking on his part to get a spy cam. Poor Pia, how many times is she gonna stumble? 🤣 At this point she will sprain her ankle 😆 Piyali inviting Abhay to a place lying in ruins definitely calls for suspicion Piyali is a seductress and everything falling in place so conveniently with Piyali's brother being a photographer, him setting up a studio in the middle of a forest - all of it defo hints at a deeper darker secret. The photo shoot was definitely sensual and any man would be drawn in n considering u have a woman like Piyali before u, things tend to get complicated. I am presuming a werewolf cut in their moment n she ran away coz of that. Fab update Dishu 👏 I am loving the way ur taking it forward. I am already excited to read the next update 😃

Chapter 6

I was lost in the beauty of my own work. The photos had turned out really good. She really makes on hell of a seductive model. These photos were bound to be a success unless all the magazine editors were completely blind. I had already mailed different poses to different magazines and was awaiting their response when my phone suddenly rang. I picked it up and it was a call from the Cosmopolitan magazine's office informing me that their editor wants to speak to me. (I had sent the most provocative photos to this magazine I remembered.)I eagerly waited for her to be put on the line and when she came she spoke in a crisp business tone with an undercurrent of excitement in her voice, "Mr. Raichand, I have received your photos this morning and I must appreciate that these ones are far better than the usual stuff you have been sending us. In fact, my editor-in-chief is of the opinion that they might make for a good cover page but of course that would be possible only if we have a cover story to go with it. So I was thinking if you could bring this model to our studios and maybe we can then have her interview and make her a rising new sensation in the glam-world. Since we are planning our next issue by the end of this month, I suggest that you book an appointment with us at the earliest so that things can be properly planned out."

My heart sank. She had forbidden me to disclose anything about her and as a matter of fact, I didn't even know her name. Would I lose out on this opportunity because of this? I tried to compose myself and spoke as confidently as I could, "I am sorry madam, but the lady in question is a recluse who doesn't like socializing at all. It was with great difficulty that I could even convince her to do this photoshoot, but she had firmly told me that if I disclose any information about her or even try to convince her to meet anyone other than me, then she will go into such a hiding place that no one will ever be able to find her and then I will not be able to send any more pictures of hers to you."

"Hmm... that complicates the matter Mr. Raichand. Let me see what I can do in that case and het back to you." The editor disconnected the phone and I sat on my couch with a sinking heart. Is this the end then? Minutes passed and I kept sitting there lifeless till my phone rang again. It was the editor again, she sounded a little more enthusiastic this time. "Mr. Raichand, I have good news for you. Our chief editor thinks that the story of a mysterious reclusive seductress would make a wonderful cover story. In fact, he thinks that we should build the story on a slow basis and only offer our readers small peeks into the story in each issue and continue with it over the next issue and so on. So he suggested that we should draw an annual contract with you to supply us this model's photos for our each issue in different designs and setups of course. If this idea is agreeable to you, then I will ask our legal team to draw a contract and I would then send it across to you in 2 sets both signed by us. You can then keep one set with you and send the other one duly signed by you to us at the earliest. I would suggest that we finalize this at the earliest." I could not believe my ears at first. When I could finally fathom what she was saying, I tried containing my excitement while saying yes to her. The minute we disconnected the phone, I could surely jump and dance with joy. My day had finally come.

Knowing that my fledgling career was finally going to take off, I'd never have thought my ecstasy would fade, and quite so soon. But it did as soon as I realized that the "mysterious reclusive seductress" had left no contact details with me. I had no idea where or when I would see her again. And after the way she had left the last time, I wondered if I would ever see her again. As the days passed by, my initial euphoria faded to worry, as I did not see her again. Neither did I hear from her. I stared at her pictures over and over again through the days, as the old teddy-bear shaped clock on the wall ticked away the minutes and the days that seemed to be growing shorter as the deadline approached.

Her words kept echoing in my mind as the days went by."I may choose to help you, but on one condition, my identity will remain a secret from the whole world, including yourself till I want. That is, I won't be revealing anything about myself, not even my name to anybody, not even you!"

I wondered what she would say if she knew that she held my future in the palm of her hand. She would give me that amused, slight smile. I looked over at the ticking clock again. It moved relentlessly and I was assailed by the thoughts that now, that there were only two days left now till the deadline. And not a sign of her. Would I ever see her again? The next day passed by in a blur. I was no longer watching the clock. I did not need to: there was a ticking inside my own head, which told me that I only had a day before I would have to tell Cosmopolitan that I would not be able to... Bile rose up in my throat as I stared down at her face on the picture in my hand. To be so close, and yet so far...

I closed my eyes in desperation when a sudden cool breeze awakened me from my reverie. I was confused to find myself outside the old ruins. When did I come here? Did my desperation carried me here without even me realizing where I was heading to? I also wondered why I hadn't come here before. This place could have given me some clue about finding her. But now even if I find some clue of finding her, it would still be too late. With a heavy heart I entered inside the ruins to give one final look to the place which had brought me so close to success before it was snatched away from me. I reached the studio and what I saw made me shocked and furious at the same time. There she was apparently sleeping calmly on one of the benches kept there while I was standing at the doorstep of destruction. I could not restrain myself and shouted, "How could you do this to me? Why did you chose to destroy me like this?" She calmly opened her eyes fluttering her eye lashes and looked at me with an expression as if she hasn't done anything. She then rose and came to stand close to me while I was fuming in anger. She then spoke in her velvety dusky voice, "It's not my fault if you be so dumb, is it? If I remember correctly, I told you clearly that this place was set up by my brother, so wouldn't it be only logical for you to first look for me here? Besides you don't own any studios so wouldn't you have to come here for the shooting anyways? And yet, you never even once bothered coming here and checking me out. How was I to know if you had still be interested in me?" She traced my frown line with her fingers which were ice cold as usual and I felt the pent up anger cooling own within me. I looked at her again and saw her dressed in a beautiful silk golden hued off shoulder gown and I couldn't help but drink in her beauty. I was losing myself in her eyes when she brought me to the Earth saying, so shall we start the shoot now? Some of my desperation returned and I told her, what the use is now as the deadline is tomorrow itself. I would never be able to send the pictures on time. She rolled her eyes at that and asked, "Which age do you live in mister? Have you not heard of digital cameras and emails ever?" I gaped at her at this. Surely this never crossed my mind. A new glint of hope came to my eyes and I looked around and to my surprise found an uber modern digital camera as well as a laptop lying ready there. Without wasting anymore time, I said, let's go and we got down to the business of shooting.

We started shooting and I realized that she was giving me a theme of a royal princess tonight. She had her hair set in a neat bun and even had a glittering tiara in place. She first gave me frontal pose and then a few side ones, but then my breath was caught when she turned back to give a backward glancing pose. Her gown was dangerously low cut exposing her entire flawless skinned back which was glittering under the lights set up for the shoot. I had a hard time looking away and I think she noticed as she gave me one of her naughty smiles which always manages to send my hormones in a frenzy. She then went to change but unlike last time when she had slipped into an adjoining room, this time, she just slid behind a thick curtain. Though the curtain was too thick for me to see anything, but the strong lights definitely made a silhouette of her profile on the curtain. I gasped as I saw the shadow undressing. I could make out her curves from behind the curtains and if I was aroused earlier, I did not know how I was still standing there at the moment. I certainly knew that my brain was slowly shutting down and my hormones were slowly taking control over me. I was about to move a step towards the curtain, when suddenly she moved away the curtain with a swishing sound, awakening my mind a bit. She came out wearing a blood red coloured chiffon gown which had a considerably deeper neckline than her previous gown. She also had a bright red colour lipstick on and she really looked like a woman who knew what she wanted and had no qualms in letting the world know this fact. She again came in front of the camera and started posing while I somehow managed to click her away. I noticed how her poses were getting bolder as she bent in front exposing her cleavage to a much larger extent than what her gown would have otherwise shown. I was sure that if I steal a peek, I would probably be able to see her inviting shapely globes. I did not know how I stopped myself from stealing that peek, but in her next pose she had her leg stretched out and I noticed that her gown had a full side slit going way higher than her thigh. I wiped away the perspiration building up on my head as a result of my overcharging hormones and somehow managed to complete clicking her in this dress before she slid behind the curtains again. I wondered what shock she will bring me this time when she returned ready to kill me with her dress. This dress surely could not be called a gown. It was a highly seductive piece of negligee made of black net laces. They revealed more than they hid and on top of that she was carrying a black feather boa along with it to excite any man even more. She posed with the boa placed seductively between her now exposed legs going up to her shoulder while crossing between her breasts which were covered only in the black net lace. I could barely swallow my own saliva before I clicked her and she continued to drive me crazier by moving the boa really seductively around her curves and body and giving the expressions of a woman drowned in a pool of absolute lust. I clicked a few shots before I could take it no longer and moved towards her. Grabbing her by her waist, I gave her a hard kiss on her lips pulling her closer to me and moving my hands across her nearly bare back.

If my actions shocked her, she certainly did not show it and instead matched my kiss with equal passion. Her cold hands grabbed me by my collar and before I knew it she had unbuttoned and threw away my shirt. The hard floor made for a bed but neither of us was complaining as we were too drown into the passion which attracted us to each other. We spent the entire remainder of the night in wild passion exploring every inch of each other's body and none of us seemed to be having enough of the other. She surely was a wild tigress when it came to bed with nothing to stop her. Her kisses were much wilder than even mine and one of her kiss even made my lips bleed which gave a sharp shine to her violet blue eyes making them look more violet than blue. My vision almost blurred with the way she had pressed herself against me with her lips sucking mine and an important part of me playing inside her, shutting my mind to anything else in the world.