::FF-Resisting the Billionaire:: MATURE CHP 4 UPDATED PG 8 - Page 6

Nice update . .

Your knowledge in alcohol is amazing are you trying to be a sommelier yourself? Loved this chapter, got to see a new side of him that isn't perverted and lustful. Soumya matches him in every way they are meant for each other.

Originally posted by: soul76

Your knowledge in alcohol is amazing are you trying to be a sommelier yourself? Loved this chapter, got to see a new side of him that isn't perverted and lustful. Soumya matches him in every way they are meant for each other.

U could say that, I study Hotel Management ;)
If u really study how these beverages are made your mind will be blown away! Itna mehnat na!
Plus I have always noticed that men who know and can handle their drinks can be really attractive...and humara Harman toh bahot hi zyada hot hai 😆
Knowing ur drinks is really good for everyone, its extra knowledge and helps in the real world too!
All these drinks I have mentioned are actually famous choices in these big parties- something I am observing since I was 15 😆

fabulous update
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loved it dear
complete modern haya loving it

Please update next part.

Very nice concept and story .

CHAPTER 4: THE TURNING POINT

I gaped for good five minutes staring at Adonis. He was in my house. He was in my LIVING ROOM! Like...WHAT?! I was still in shock while he looked uncomfortable at the silence.

'How do you know where I lived?' Was the first thing that left my mouth. Damn Soumya, you should've been polite!

'Uh, I am pretty famous. And I have people working for me who find out stuff like this.' I was still silent. 'Look, I can leave. I just thought you must've wanted company after what happened today and"'

'No no, you misunderstood me. I am just...taken aback. No one's done such a thing for me before. It's really...thoughtful of you. Please, come in!' He visibly relaxed and I turned on the lights.

'Nice house,' he said. My penthouse was similar to his, only had beige and deep purple walls and pink accents. The sofa was purple with pink and white fluffy pillows and the rug matched the sofa. The balcony had girly patio furniture" a white table surrounded by white sofas with magenta cushions. Also there was a white cabin with glass windows; in there was just a mattress covered with the same magenta coloured bedsheet and pillows. The cabin had fairy lights around it which I hadn't switched on.

'I'll give you a tour,' I smiled at him. 'What have you got in that bag?'

'Oh these,' he said, he had forgotten aboutit. 'Comfort food. The chefs had prepared chocolate truffle cake. I bought some vanilla and chocolate ice cream on the way here.'

This was the sweetest thing anyone had done for me. I never really had time for friends, especially with the kind of restrictions I had. Harman was the closest thing I had to a friend, I realised. I could really talk about whatever I wanted with him, and he would actually listen. He wasn't a kid like Surbhi, he was a grown man.

'What's wrong?'

'Uhh, nothing. I'll just put this in the fridge,' When did my voice get all throaty? Great I was gonna cry. I grabbed his bag and walked to the refrigerator.

'Hey,' Harman made me face him. 'What's wrong?'

'Nothing, I...I have never really had anyone to talk to. Like a friend,' I told him. 'This is the first time I will be eating ice cream and cake and talking about all my worries.'

'So...you consider me a friend?'

'Yes I do.'

'I'll be whatever you want me to be,' My head snapped up and I looked into his gorgeous brown eyes. That was the most romantic thing I had heard. Before I knew it I threw my arms around his neck for a tight hug, murmuring thank yous'. He just laughed and rubbed my back. 'Why don't we get start talking, Soumya.'

'Don't you want a tour of the house first?' I asked him.

'Yeah sure.'

I guided him to my room, which had beautiful pink and cream walls, a queen size bed and huge windows overlooking the sea.

'It's beautiful,' he smiled at me.

'I designed the place. Everything, right from the paints to the furniture was chosen by me.'

'You've got great choice'

'Thanks!' I looked at his too handsome face and grinned.

'I never pegged you for a pink-loving girl.'

I laughed, 'Well, I have always loved pink, it is my favourite colour. I know I seem cold hearted but that's because everything I am doing in my life is what I hate. I have always been a girly girl, just never showed that side of mine to anyone.'

'You really hate what you do?' Harman frowned.

'Yeah,' I sighed.' I love singing. There was a time when I had gotten so good that I'd have started getting playback singing offers But you know my father, he was such a control freak, he never let me do what I wanted.'

'Can you sing now?' I looked into his eyes and found myself melting again.

'Uh, yes...no...I don't know,' I looked at him sheepishly.

'Well, I am sure you can sing. Start practicing again, then get a teacher. And when you feel comfortable enough, I'd love to hear your voice.'

That was the FIRST time someone actually showed any kind of interest in my hobbies or basically, my life. I was touched to the core, I couldn't believe that this gorgeous man who had the image of a playboy was in my house, alone with me, and hadn't made a move on me yet. That too we were in my bedroom and an emotionally vulnerable girl is an easy prey.

So definitely there is something more to Harman Singh than his media-made image.

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'Are you freaking kidding me?' he asked me, gobbling up a huge scoop of ice cream.

'Uh huh,' I said, eating the chocolate truffle cake.

'You are telling me, that you slapped a teacher?!'

'Well that b*****d grabbed my ass, he deserved it.'

'Glad to know he got fired,' he laughed loudly. It was so easy to be myself around him. We were sitting on the decorative mattress in my balcony. I had switched on the fairy lights too, which made the entire cabin look magical.

'What about you? What crazy things did you do in school or college?'

'Well,' he sat up straight. 'There was this girl I dated.'

Jealousy surged through my veins, I controlled myself. 'Oh?'

'So...we were in a relationship. 'This was in college. We were each others' firsts and really I was in love.'

I felt pain in my chest but chose to ignore it as he continued his story.

'Well I found out that she was cheating on me. With my best friend. I ended up publicly humiliating her, calling her names that you don't want me to say and I spread a rumour that she was actually cheating on me with four guys, and she hasn't gotten married till date.'

'Lol, seriously?' I asked him.

'When I was in college this was the worst possible thing one could've done.' he smiled at me. 'No technology or anything...any gossip would spread in a matter of minutes and everybody would know it...ah, I miss the good old days.'

'Hmm...' I smiled at him and lay back, the pillows all soft and comfy. 'You know Harman, you're a good guy. You actually heard me rant about my family life for two hours.'

'Well,' he laid next to me. 'I am a busy man. I haven't had friends since years. So these late-night talks and all...I am experiencing these after a very long time.'

'I looked at his too handsome face. The fairy lights gave him this unearthly, heavenly glow. His lips looked even more pink. And his eyes really shone. What had I done in life to have such a gorgeous man lying next to me?

'What are you staring at?' The humour was evident in his eyes as he turned to face me. My cheeks deepened in colour.

'I am not staring, I am gazing.'

'It's rude.'

'It's cute.'

He snorted and turned to face me. 'Don't look at me like that. Your eyes will be the death of me.'

'Do I affect you?' I had also turned on my side.

'Oh yes you do.' he whispered. 'You have no idea how much you affect me.'

'I think I do,' I moved close to him. 'Because you affect me.'

'Now do I...' He had manoeuvred us in such a way so that I was lying on the bed, holding his biceps while he was on his knees, hovering on top of me. 'Tell me Soumya, how many men have touched you,'

'I already told you, no one.' my voice came out raspy, surprising both of us.

'No one's ever wanted this body?' He ran his index finger up and down the length of my torso. Fire surged through my veins.

'No...' My voice came out as a breathy rasp. Involuntarily my fingers began trailing the length of his biceps, mimicking his actions. Slowly, very slowly, he moved his face close to mine and I closed my eyes.

'You are so naive, kitten...you never noticed the hungry gazes men give you. Anyone would die to be in your arms. I know I would.'

Without realizing I had spread my legs and he was lying between them...his cool breath fanning on my face...and then his lips touched mine.

My eyes widened in disbelief- HOLY SHIT ADONIS WAS KISSING ME! I lay there paralysed as I felt his soft lips moving against mine, they were as soft as they looked. One hand was twined in my hair, while the other stroked the bare skin of my waist.

This was such a foreign feeling, it was too much to take, there were so many emotions together! It was really killing me.

And too soon, I felt him pull away. No, I would NOT let him do that!

I closed the distance between us and kissed him back. Note that since it was my first time, I had no idea what I was doing. My hands grabbed fistfuls of his hair and instinctively my leg wrapped around his waist. He was teaching me, by just giving me close mouthed kisses. Soon,I felt his tongue touching my lower lip, seeking permission. And I opened my mouth, allowing him to explore as he wanted.

I mimicked his actions, thrusting my tongue into his mouth. I felt something hard poking my thigh- holy shit, he was hard. And he was moving against me. Sensations filled my body as he moved down to my neck, nipping gently while grabbing a bra-covered breast, squeezing. I moaned, as disgusting doing this felt when I read about it, I never wanted to stop while it was happening. People were right, you wouldn't know how you felt about this until you experience it.

His thrusts became wilder, I felt myself getting wet. The kiss became frantic and urgent. I found myself unbuttoning his shirt with shaky hands.

And then...it was over.

Harman moved super fast some ten feet away from me. I lay there on the bed, both of us breathing heavily. Rejection filled me, tears in my eyes.

'Soumya? Holy f**k you are crying! No don't cry, I-'

'It's okay,' I wiped my tears and sat up. 'No one ever wants me. I am inexperienced, after all.'

'Soumya, listen to-'

'Its fine, it real-'

'Damn it Soumya, listen to me!' He grabbed my shoulders roughly and made me look at him. That really shut me up.

'Soumya, you didn't do anything wrong. In fact, you were perfect. If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that you were inexperienced. You kissed pretty good.' He winked at me, causing me to smile while loosening his grip on my arm. 'And that, was the best kiss I have ever had.'

'Now, don't say that just to make me happy,' I punched him lightly on his bicep.

He mock-winced, 'No, really. All the kisses I have had till date were lust-driven. But this was something...different.' I noticed his eyes softening.

'What do you mean?' I asked him.

After what seemed a century, he replied, 'I have never fallen in love. True, I have a playboy image, and I am that guy. Women threw themselves at me and I let them, its funny the things money do for you. And I have not had sex in a...week.'

'A week? That's long for you?' I laughed loudly, but raging from the inside.

'The last time I hooked up with someone it was the night I met you,' he admitted. My eyes widened. 'That dance of ours, the chemistry we shared...I wanted nothing else but to drag to your room, rip of your clothes and ruin you for other men. I had the visuals in my head, we were everywhere...the bathroom...the bedroom...the balcony...the f**king kitchen...' I found my panties dampening even more while he said all this. 'That night, I knew I wanted you. But you were my friend's daughter, and I am old enough to be your father! I had to forget you, stop thinking about you!'

'Soumya, I was so turned on by the events of that night, that I needed something...I went to a bar, hooked up with a girl but...'

'But what?' I tried to keep my voice steady, the thought of him with another girl pissing me off.

'I couldn't do it...' he looked up at the moon. 'I mean, we were both naked and I was going to do it, but your face haunted me and I stopped and...you don't know how many hours I have spent in the shower thinking about you.'

That did it. I fell on my back laughing, until there were cramps in my stomach and tears in my eyes. Harman Singh, THE Harman Singh, fantasised about a virgin while masturbating?! Holy shit, this was too good! The man who could've had any girl was thinking about me!

'Are you saying it's only lust?' I asked him, still lying on the mattress.

He smiled at me, 'At first it was. Pure unadulterated lust. But now that I have got to know you, I...I think it could be much more.'

My heart stopped beating for a second. 'You mean it?' I asked him hopefully.

'Yeah,' he said shyly- yes he was shy, someone call the paparazzi!

'Come here.' I found myself asking him, opening my arms. His eyes widened.

'Soumya, I-'

'Come here, Harman,' he heard the urgency in my voice. Slowly he moved towards me, as if he was fighting himself; he was on his knees. Holding my hand, he leaned over me, inches away from my lips.

'You think this is fine?' he whispered.

'I have never broken rules,' My husky voice shocked me. 'I want to be crazy, reckless, stupid...and if this thing between you and me is going somewhere, then let me break rules.'

'I want to take you out first,' His breath fanned on my face. 'You deserve much more than just sex.'

'And I know you aren't using me, just kiss me.'

'I-'

'For f**k's sake, Harman, are you kissing me or no?' I yelled at him, irritated.

The look on his face was priceless as he swooped down to capture my lips with his. I pushed him back in a sitting position and climbed into his lap, kissing up deeply. We both pulled each others' hair, grinding roughly.

'Soumya,' he said breathlessly while I started kissing the length of his neck. 'We should stop, kitten.'

I froze in our position and reluctantly pushed myself off him.

'Hey,' he said gently. We both want this, but you are more than a One Night Stand. I know what you want. Believe me, I do too. But first, I am going to take you out on a date.'

'Yeah yeah yeah,' I was behaving like a child who was denied to go out and play with her friends.

'Soumya, naive Soumya,' I pulled me into his arms for a hug. I breathed his masculine scent and held him tightly.' I'd kiss you now, but things will get out of hand. I think I'll leave.'

'Five more minutes,' I snuggled deeper in his arms, burying my face in his chest.

He laughed at me, 'Okay, but just five.'

There was only one word to describe what this felt like- romantic. Yes, it was romantic. There was innocence in the way he held me. Never had I felt safer in anyone's arms before, this felt like a fairytale. I never wanted it to end.

'Okay now,' he stood up, causing me to pout. I gotta go!' His laugh was infectious and I threw my arms around his neck. He shook hard as I clung on to him. 'Kitten, I have to go.'

Very very VERY reluctantly, I pulled away, still pouting. his long fingers stroked my cheek, 'Careful kitten, you don't want me losing my self control now.'

'Oh, I want you to,' my voice husky. He cleared his throat and almost ran for the elevator, pressing the lift button. This was my turn to laugh.

'The Harman Singh, the notorious playboy has finally found his match in a virgin!' I teased him. The elevator dinged, Harman stepped inside.

'I am pretty sure I have found my match, but be careful, Soumya, one wrong move and you will be writhing naked underneath me.'

My eyes darkened, 'I'd like that.'

'I am sure you will, Good Night.' He kissed me chastely for a few seconds before pulling away. The elevator door closed and he was gone, leaving behind a horny and blushing Soumya.

'Good Night, Harman,' I told myself and literally pranced to my bedroom. These new feelings were phenomenal, it felt like I was reborn into this lovestruck teenager. Who knew that my life would change in a week?

I quickly changed into my Forever 21 PJs and was about to call it a night when my phone buzzed. WhatsApp message from an Unknown Number?

"Sweet Dreams, kitten...dream of me ;) "

'Holy f**k, Harman has my number too?!' My cheeks were now hurting from all the smiling.

"Sweet Dreams to u too, of course I'll be dreaming of you <3 ;* "

I had the best dreams of my life after the events of this crazily wonderful night.

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There u have it! Chapter 4!

Sorry updates may be short and irregular, but I have internship and I am giving u some amazing HaYa moments after a BS drama-filled week so u better not complain! 😆😆😆

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Loved it... when will u update AP...THANKS FOR PM

Awesome part..
So finaly harman ko apne dil ki baat samjha ma aya somu uska liya khas hai jisa wo life long chahta hai na ki one night ka liya aur kitten perfect name for somu impatient hai bachi bechara harman ijjat bacha ka bhaga usa😳
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