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         "She was not an exception," echoed her mind as she rocked on the rocking chair. The thought transported her in time, and she walked down the lane of memories that were so vivid in her mind that she could literally see them even after four years of when they happened. She remembered the night when it all started. How can she forget that windy night that came like a storm in her life. It was GIMA awards night. She should have been the happiest girl or at least excited to receive the award from none other than Hrithik Roshan, but damn her mind was on him. It was her biggest night, her entire family was there and she wished he was there too. She knew he was not coming, but her heart still wished he appeared from nowhere and gave her surprise.'Huh! she was always so wishful.'

            She didn't mention him in her thank you speech just like he wanted. When she walked down the stage, Kulshan congratulated her with a hug and an air kissed on her cheeks. Many others congratulated her on her way to her parents including Sahil who was seated next to them. Her cousin excitedly showed her the selfie she clicked with Hrithik and also his autograph. She smiled.

               When the last award was being given, Sahil called her and told her that Abhimanyu has a party at his house and he told him to get her. She was surprised and couldn't believe her ears as her lips curved in a wide smile. She asked her parents. She told them that a friend has a success party for her and that she was going there with Sahil, and that she will be back soon. Her dad didn't seem to approve, but he didn't say anything either, so she took it as a yes. She handed them the award and left with Sahil.

                   Sahil and her reached the apartment. They could hear the loud music. Sahil hammered on the bell for someone to hear it and open the door, but no such luck. He called on Abhimanyu's cell, and in a minute he was at the door with a beer bottle in his hand. "Congratulations!" he told her and Sahil walked in to party leaving them at door. "This party is for you Raina. I am so happy for you, on your first award, and also for your first English single that is playing at one on lots of countdowns. C'mon in!" he gestured her in. She walked in and there was no one in the living hall. "The party is on terrace," he glanced upstairs and then at her."Hope you are not in a hurry to go home. Stay back to help me clean up after the party." She nodded. He smiled at her.

                    She followed him through his bedroom into the well lit terrace. Everybody screamed congratulations and she smiled "Thank you". She could see many leggy models looking pretty in revealing clothes, and knowing him well, she knew one of them was going to stay back for the night; which one she couldn't tell yet. Dinner had already started. People were relishing the buffet spread in one corner of the terrace. She saw a lot of familiar faces from the recording studio and sets, but she didn't really know them like she knew Saumya, her hair and make up artist. Saumya complimented her on how beautiful she was looking in the red off shoulder lehenga choli designed by her and her midriff was killer as always. She laughed off the compliment that she was indirectly praising herself. She hung with Saumya, her hair stylist and make-up artist as the music played on the terrace and everyone enjoyed food, drinks and chit chat in groups. He as usual hung with models, drinking and flirting with them. But boy, he looked so handsome in a simple black T with jeans. That body and that face could look hunk in just anything.

              It was breezy on terrace and it got a little windy and cold after the caterers wrapped up the dinner and left with their stuff. While a lot of people still hung on terrace, few models and ladies including her gang moved into his spacious bedroom with their drinks. A guy she knew was a spot boy brought in the chairs for them and an ice bucket of alcoholic drinks that he placed on his bedside table. With the door open and curtain pulled out from the big clear glass windows to terrace, they could look through on the other side. She could see him drinking and hanging in a small group of models and men near parapet wall. She saw him looking without blinking in her direction, and her head automatically turned to check which model it was behind her. When she turned back, he smiled at her and looked away. She felt like a fool to have done that. She was quite confused though as the models that sat chit chatting on his bed behind her, were on the side of the bed away from window and had their backs to window. "May be staring at their backs." she thought.

           Soon Saumya left and people started leaving one after another. Sahil came to her and offered her to drop home but she said that she wanted to hang out a little more and that she will find someone to drop her. He asked if she was sure and she nodded. Sahil left and she really didn't know how she was going to go home. She could tell he wasn't high from drugs but she had seen him down many drinks.

            Few people hung around now that included her make-up artist and hair stylist. She sat with them on the chairs near window. They both got engrossed chit chatting with each other in Telugu and she looked through the window waiting for the party to get over. She looked at him standing in the terrace hanging out with few men and models left at the party; listening to their chit chat with his face to the window. As she was figuring out who all were left, she felt his gaze on her. She looked at him and he downed few sips from his glass with his gaze still on her; he then held and locked her gaze, his eyes looking so dreamily at her. She dropped and looked down, hot in cheeks. When she lifted her eyes again to check if he was still looking, he was. He then broke and looked away with a coy smile. He looked so good turning away with that shy smile lingering on his face seconds after he had turned that any girl would go bonkers for him. No wonder, they didn't care he was a womanizer. He perhaps used it so many times that now it came so naturally to him. He looked at her and then looked away a few times through the song 'Take My breath Away' that played 

Watching every motion
In my foolish lover's game
On this endless ocean
Finally lovers know no shame

Turning and returning

To some secret place inside

Watching in slow motion

As you turn around and say

Take my breath away
Take my breath away

Watching I keep waiting
Still anticipating love
Never hesitating
To become the fated ones  

Watching every motion
In this foolish lover's game
Haunted by the notion
Somewhere there's a love in flames  

If only for today
I am unafraid

Take my breath away
Take my breath away

       His on- off  gaze gave her shivers and her heart pounded double the time. She had seen him do that with many models before, and she always wished he looked at her like that, and now that he was looking at her like that she felt so nervous, so shy. She didn't know how to feel about it or what it really meant. Breaking away from his gaze, she bid bye to her makeup and hair stylist who were leaving. She anticipated party to be over soon, so after they left, she walked down to the store with kitchen to look for garbage bags.

                When she came out of the store with bags, she saw him closing the door. "Everybody left?" she asked him. "Yeah," he answered and took a bag from her. He walked upstairs and she followed behind slowly in her high heel stilettos. She reached upstairs and there was no one except him and her. When she came to the party and saw many sexy models, she thought one will stay, but surprisingly all were gone. They cleaned the bedroom and terrace of the bottles, cans, paper cups,plates etc lying here and there. After they had put everything that was supposed to go in the garbage bags, she tied the garbage bags and went to kitchen to keep them while he put all the furniture and chairs back in place.

                 She went up again and scanned his room for any garbage left. She spotted ice bucket with alcoholic beverages on his bedside table and sheet wrinkled from people sitting on his bed. She bent and smoothed the sheet by pulling it at the edges and tugging it in tightly. When she looked up after fixing it, she saw him watching her from the terrace. Her heart skipped a beat. When she straightened up, he looked away.

            She slowly walked to the door and all the lights in the terrace were turned off except the lamps on parapet wall. The terrace looked beautiful in their dim light and and so her plants. She, then, hesitantly looked at the most handsome sight standing tall against the parapet wall of terrace. His arms stretched out on the sides with hands on the railing wall behind, with remote in one hand. He looked so sexy standing like that;his hair flying in the wind, and leaves from the trees swaying in the jungle behind flying all over their balcony. He wasn't smoking. Not drinking. Nothing. His hands and mouth were absolutely free. The song 'Suffer' by Tarlie Puth played softly.

Torna-, Tornado
Baby, oh, you blow my mind
You'll tell me wait, wait on ya
But, baby, I can't wait all night
I go through pictures inside my phone
Oh, stop tempting me
You know what I want

I wanna make... wanna make love
Girl, I can't lie

I'm just a sucker
For a cold-hearted lover
You make me suffer
You make me suffer  

So, here we go, go again
It's like I'm caught under your spell
You're wearing black, black magic
Well, baby, don't wear nothing else
When I open up this door, don't you play
Ain't no other man gon' make you feel the same

I wanna make... wanna make love
Girl, I can't lie

He looked at her with a look, a look she was familiar with, not for her but for others. A look that suited his face so much, a look that screamed sexy on him, no wonder she could never lift his eyes off him when he watched other girls with that look; so much that she watched him watch other girls.

He looked so desirable with glint of desire and want in his eyes.

"Is there anything else left to do?" she asked him. He nodded.

"What?" she asked.

"Something special for you," he said

 "Dessert?" he asked taking out the Cadbury Silk from behind him.

"Oh!" She smiled wide and he smiled with her.

"Would you like to share with me?"

She nodded smiling and stretched out her hands.

"You have to come here and get it," he told her.

She walked closer to him, and he tore the wrapper and broke the first row of chocolate bar with three blocks.

Standing at more than an arm's distance from him, she stretched out her hand for the chocolate

"Not like this. Let's make this sharing interesting .You take it from my mouth with your mouth."he said and held the row of three blocks in his mouth. She stared at him.

"No, I don't think I can," she gulped.

"Why?"

"It's not possible without touching," she answered.

"So? It's not like our lips haven't touched before".

"That was for a scene."

"Think of this as a scene and do it". She shook his head.

I dare you," he challenged her and held the blocks back in his mouth.

She looked at the three blocks with only one block in his mouth and two out. She thought she can safely get one.

She went for the bite and he dodged.

"No you are not allowed to dodge," she told him and he nodded.

She went for the small bite on the outer block, and he instantly sucked the chocolate in, and she missed. He ate the first block inside his mouth and held on the second block. She immediately snapped on the outer block again and he again did the same and nothing came in her mouth.

"No, you do it now. I'll put it in my mouth," she told him.

"Okay", he gave her the left one and a half block. She put the half between her lips and as he came for the bite and she tried to suck in the remaining, his lips came and grabbed her lips. His tongue inside her mouth licking her tongue and the chocolate on her tongue. As the chocolate melted and flowed between their mouths he gulped it all and then kissed her licking and sucking on her lips tenderly and deeply in a way that it had such an effect down there that she felt he was not just kissing her, but fucking her in her sex. She was too shy to respond in same way. He broke and looked at her face, and she looked at his face.

                 She turned and started to go, he caught her hand and pulled her to step back until her back touched his chest. Her heart beat crazy. His hands tamed her hair blowing in wind and swept them to one side to reveal her bare shoulder, and his lips started to place feathery soft kisses on her shoulder as his hands caressed down her arms pushing her off shoulder sleeves further down. She gasped and he went kissing up her neck to her ears and whispered,"I just can't help how I feel tonight" He then nibbled on her neck and whispered, "Stop me when you want, because I have lost control."

               Though she had hinted him she wanted all that with him, but when it's really time you don't really know, you are so confused especially if it's your first time. She wasn't sure if she should or not, but she always wished he looked at her like that. And now that he was, she wasn't going to stop him.

                 When she didn't change her position, he picked her arms and put them around his neck and then his arm came and curled around her breasts. She sucked in a breath against the touch of his arms on her breasts. Nibbling on the skin of her neck, his hands started roaming on the slopes of her breasts. His hands tried to go under her blouse but couldn't,so went down the zipper on back of her blouse, and under the blouse his hands feeling her twins from the fabric of her strapless bra. His hands slid inside her bra from top and his thumb started playing with her erect tips and she felt his long hard erection against her back. His other hand slid down her bare waist into her lehenga and inside her panties. He just placed his hands on her bald pussy and she was out of breath, her chest rising and falling fast and her body feeling trembles. He slid his fingers up her slit." You are so wet," he said breathless. At times just looking at him made her wet and now, he was touching her in places no one ever had.

               He spun her around to face him. Slid off the hanging blouse and took a good look at her breasts in a strapless bra that didn't cover upper part much. His hands went around her lower back and down came the zipper and down came her lehenga. His hands moved up her back and unhooked the bra. She felt shy as her bra came down, she quickly covered her breasts with her hands. He lips curved slightly in a smile. He slowly moved her hands away from her breasts and she didn't resist. She let him. "They are the most beautiful breasts I have ever seen," he said and latched his mouth to one and grabbed the other in his hand. She gasped. She moaned and panted as he sucked on her one nipple and then the other and then he got her up hanging on his one shoulder into his room and into his bed.

                He yanked off his T-shirt; picked the bottle of whiskey from the ice bucket and downed some, looking sexy as hell in just his jeans that fit him so well. He leaped in the bed next to her, rolled on top of topless her and started licking her breasts. His hands reached for the ice in bucket and with it between his lips he traced a line down from her neck to her belly button and further down, sliding off the only piece of garment on her body. She was completely naked and his mouth was warm on her pussy after the cold ice. She felt tremors as he started kissing her pussy softly with his soft lips. She moaned her breaths out when his fingers parted it and his tongue started to lap it up. He inserted one finger and then added the second one as he continued to lick her pussy. Her body squirmed and wriggled and arched back in the sensations she didn't know at the time was orgasm. She peaked and then as her breaths started to level. He lost all his clothes, wore a condom and slid inside her slowly, taking time. He looked at her as he rocked back and forth inside her. His lips grabbed her lips and sucked on her neck as he stroked. She watched him over her rocking, lips parted and breaths heavy as the strokes became faster and heavier with pressure building in his organ, his lips parted and breaths heavy. "Are you okay?" he asked her and that melted her heart. There was so much concern in his eyes, perhaps he had figured out it was her first. She was in a little pain but she nodded her head. And then he stroked faster and she felt him ejaculate before he collapsed on top of her and sucked on her neck. He came out of her ,got the newspaper from bedside drawer, wrapped his condom and the wipe he cleaned himself with, and threw it in bin. He settled beside her.

She had never thought that she'll one day lie in the bed she once used to make. The bed she had seen so many girls sleep in, today she also became one of them. She didn't know, it wasn't a good feeling. She turned to him and he seemed to be thinking staring at ceiling.

Raina: Abhimanyu, I have to go home.

Abhimanyu: I don't know what just happened, but it happened. He said pressing his temple.

Raina: It's already very late. I have to go home.

Abhimanyu: I am drunk as fuck. I am in no condition to drop you home. His eyes half closing.

Raina: I will take UBER.He nodded his head.

             She logged in UBER app to take taxi. Collected her clothes from terrace, slipped back into them, closed the terrace door and after pulling in the curtains on window when she turned to him to say bye, he was already asleep.

             She couldn't go like that in a taxi. She needed a dupatta. She still had the suits he gave her in the media room closet. She got a dupatta and as she looked in the mirror to drape dupatta properly, she noticed hickeys on her neck. Her eyes widened in shock. She draped dupatta like a shawl covering her neck then she let her hair fall in the front covering the sides of her neck.

          She reached home and her mother opened the door.  Her face turned red in embarrassment to face her aayi after what she did and came, she looked down and just walked in. Her mother complained about her coming so late in night.

              She couldn't sleep all night. The scenes from the night kept playing in her head. 'And  how he slept in no time,' she thought.   

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            Next day, when she went for guitar lessons, he opened the door and looked as if nothing happened last night. He told her that she came early and he was about to go shower but now he'll do that later. He took the class as usual and her mind couldn't fathom throughout that how could he. She even put her hair behind for him to see the hickeys he gave her last night, but he seemed to not recognize them. At the end of the class he played an interesting video on guitar lessons on the big screen in media room for them to watch like he used to sometimes. She sat on the bed side and he sat on the bedside table next to her.The video got over in eight minutes and they both got up. She stared in his eyes and said bye. His eyes slid to her lips and his lips slid on her lips. He started kissing her softly and then deeply with more passion. Next, she was getting wet under shower with him in the media room bathroom. He stripped to briefs and she fully clothed in a not so fitted white sleeveless shirt and skinny jeans. He took her bra out without taking off her shirt and threw it away. His hands on her sides on the wall of shower. He stared at her breasts as her shirt soaked in water clung to them transparent and her erect hard nipples protruded from them. The water from shower kept raining on them and he kept staring at her breasts with his lips parted. She wanted his lips on them. She wanted him rip off her shirt, she wanted him inside her, but damn he did nothing except staring at her breasts thrusting out at him. She stared at his wet body, his eyes all hungry for her body, and her pelvic started rocking back and forth as orgasm hit her. He saw her panting in orgasm and smirked. She grabbed him by neck and kissed him hard. He ripped open her shirt, pulled her close and slaughtered her breasts with his tongue.

             He picked her out the shower without having bothered to dry, dropped her on media room bed with her hips at the edge of the bed. He helped her out of her clothes and got rid off his briefs. After kissing and licking her down there when he had got her all hot and moaning, he got the condom from bedside drawer, wore it and plunged into her vagina. Her muscles clenched on his long shaft. He went on a gentle ride on her. A few strokes between her legs and he came collapsing on her with his heart beating fast against hers.

               She didn't know when they fell asleep wet and naked liked that in each other's arms. When she opened her eyes, she found him asleep with his hands on her breasts and his body warm against hers. Peeling off from him, she checked the time in the laptop nearby. Damn she was so late.

"Abhimanyu, I have to go home," she said.

"Yeah, go". He told her sleeping.

            All her clothes were wet. Thank God! there were some suits in the closet. She changed into one of them, covered her face with dupatta, ditched the taxi, took the auto and took the local and reached home in time. Told mom that she went shopping after class with Mac.O' Brien and bought that suit for home, but decided to keep it on as she wanted to travel by local. She felt bad about the lies she told her aayi. But damn, he was already in her head, and now he was getting in her body. She couldn't wait for the next day already.

           There were so many questions, but mind didn't want to reason any. Why was he doing it after telling her not to fall in love with him, answers she didn't want to know. She was very shy the previous night that she controlled her body from feeling how it was feeling. She tried to not make sound and not push her body into him like her body wanted to.She wasn't sure, but he probably knew best how to get girls lose it all. 

                                                                            ***

                He started kissing her byes after the lessons, byes that started on lips and ended in his condoms. On days he didn't, she did. There wasn't a single day in the two months she was with him that they didn't do it. And on those five days, when he didn't go inside her, he gave her pleasures and got her hot in the ways only he could and she went grinding on him with her pants on. She never hesitated taking his long in her mouth and pleasing him until his seeds came as a fountain. 

           To spend more time with him, she started travelling by local train as it was faster. To travel without getting recognized, she covered her face with a scarf like girls do while riding scooters. Her parents thought she traveled by taxi, got stuck in traffic etc. And she always felt bad about hiding so much from her parents.

               There was only one day when she didn't go to his house because of her cousin's birthday celebrations. And next day when she went, he literally ate her out. She asked him, "Do you really like doing this?". He looked up at her from between her legs, "I could stay here like this all day". His eyes and voice so dreamy that she felt she could never love him enough. She didn't know but it felt so good to see him crazy like that for her.

                                                                                        ***

There was only one night she spent with him. She had an alarm set on her phone to alert her that it was time to go home. That day when alarm went, she got out from bed to go....

Raina: I have to go now. She said.

Abhimanyu: C'mon stay.

Raina: You know I can't.

Abhimanyu: Tell you are putting up at a friend's house.

Raina: I don't have friends.

Abhimanyu: Do they know Saumya or Sahil's phone number.

Raina: No, why?

Abhimanyu: Good. Then tell you are staying at Saumya's place for the night.

Raina: And why?

Abhimanyu: Say it's going to rain heavily?

Raina: Is there any weather forecast like that? She asked curiously.

Abhimanyu: Forecast says rain, but who said they have to be always accurate. Add hurricane if you want because I can surely see it coming in our bed. Then he smiled.

She successfully did what he said. Like he had said, that night saw them through several intercourse, one after another, and multiple orgasms, cries of which filled it and didn't seem to fade until the wee hours. He had an amazing recovery time and stamina to go on and on. He was a very sexual and horny guy, and she didn't think it was a bad thing. She actually thought it was good to have a horny guy for oneself. Of course, if you are the only one he is horny for. She was sure he wasn't seeing anyone besides her.

She had drifted to sleep somewhere before daybreak. In the morning, her eyes opened to him smiling at her. His naked body next to hers.

Raina: You didn't sleep?

He shook his head.

Raina: How could you not?

Abhimanyu: How could I, with you looking like this next to me? He glanced at her body. "I have all day to sleep," he said and rolled on top of her. He kissed her on lips, neck and went further down.

Raina: Are you not exhausted? she asked.

Abhimanyu: "Never for you and morning sex is good for health," he said and slipped inside her sex. As he started going back and forth in her, he said I don't have many semen left in me after last night, so I am going to go slow. It might take time. He smiled at her as he rocked slowly

Raina: I like it slow. Can you make it last forever? She asked looking at his beautiful face over her.

He didn't answer her and she noticed him drift into his thoughts.

After their session was over, she went to freshen up. When she returned to room all dressed up to go, he wasn't there in their bed in media room. She went to music room and saw him smoking, going through her song writing notebook.

Raina: How do you like them?

Abhimanyu: Is this all you have written? He said flipping few pages that she had filled in her composition notebook.

Abhimanyu: You need to make some progress. Try to write more.

Raina: I find it boring. I find it difficult. Moreover, I don't understand why should I be writing English songs.

She had questioned him earlier also that why was she still taking diction classes in English and learning English music. He had answered her that music has no language. It doesn't matter which language you learn it in. Basics are same in every language.

Abhimanyu: Okay, so tell me what are you interested in?

Raina: Only you. She stared in his eyes.

He didn't react much, just stared at her.

Abhimanyu: Come, let's have breakfast before it gets cold. He told her.

Raina: Your maid came?

Abhimanyu: No, there is still time for her to come.

Raina: You made the breakfast?

Abhimanyu: I can manage few things on my own. He boasted.

He had prepared omelette and toast bread for them for the breakfast. She ate with him.

Raina: We should go out to eat someday. She suggested while eating.

Abhimanyu: I don't like eating out.

Raina: You have never been to a restaurant with anyone? She looked at him with eyes opened mo.

Abhimanyu: I have, a few times, but only with my guy friends.

She nodded her head.

She thanked him for the breakfast. And after engaging in a passionate kiss, she left.

                                                                                           ***

           She started skipping classes and started attending his Kamasutra classes. There wasn't a corner in his house where they hadn't made out at least once, from couch to shower to kitchen counter to his music room, everywhere. The sheets in his media room permanently smelt of their love. She didn't know what was it for him, but for her it was always love. She told him "I love You" so many times, but never did he once say those three words to her. He told her many other things though, that drove her crazy and made her feel like the most beautiful woman ever.

           Our moments were not just passionate, they were blazing. I can never forget the love he made to me on piano that he didn't remember. She remembered that after that, he had pinned her on the wall and said, "You are fucking my brains you know that? Your breasts drive me fucking crazy, and your taut stomach, it's so darn perfect that it's unreal. And your tight pussy, it's so wet and warm that my boy loses it every time against it," his hands went feeling her from her breasts to her sex. And down went his fly, and out came his boy that pumped her to their breathlessness without condom. It felt so good to feel his skin rub inside..

              There were several other beautiful moments after sex when they lay talking with each other talking about their favorites, and the years they had passed by. She told him a lot about her, and he always listened intently. She never felt he was insensitive because when she told him how she wasn't comfortable with the whole idea of anal, he never mentioned it again. Besides that, he could convince her and get her to do a lot of things like sex in car, go bra less for their second English single video that required her to wear backless and plunging necklines with lace over. He left her a note: "Your breasts are perfect. They don't need support of any bra. They are as high and round without them. So don't ask me any questions, and just wear the dresses given to you without any bra under. A smiley face next to it." And she shot  without one.

           Those months she was with him, she felt like she was married to him except that she didn't wear a sindoor or mangalsutra around her neck. They were like a couple on honeymoon who wouldn't leave the bed, lay naked with each other all day and fucked like rabbits. Like all good things come to an end, and so did it. Everything has an expiry, and it too had. Nothing lasts forever, and it didn't.

             That evening as they lay after sex, he told her that she might want to leave early as he has to go to a party at his friend's house, a famous photographer Atul Kamrekar, who he worked with during his modeling days. She knew that there will be a lot of sexy models, but for some reasons she didn't see any reason to be insecure about it. She left when he was ready to go.

                 Next morning, she decided to visit him. They hadn't had much time together last night, so she decided to surprise him and skip first few classes and be with him.She reached after the maid had left, and he opened the door and she kissed him. He looked sleepy and tired. "How was the party?" she asked. "Tiring," he answered sleepily and walked up the stairs to his bedroom. He used to spend time with her in media room , but always used to sleep in his bedroom in the night. She anyways followed him. He dropped in the bed and gestured her next to him. She didn't know, she didn't like that bed because of the many girls she had seen him sleep in it. She smiled at him, and her eyes fleetingly went to his dustbin, something her eyes always went to in that room on it's own. Her eyes froze. There was a folded newspaper in the dustbin and she didn't need to be told what was in it. She looked at him.

Raina: Was someone with you here last night? She gulped.

Abhimanyu: "Yukta. She is a supermodel. She came home with me after party and we had sex," he lit his cigarette. "And it was good".

She stared at him. She felt so heavy in her heart. Her eyes moistened immediately.

Raina: Why?

Abhimanyu: Why? What do you mean by why?

Raina: I thought you are in love with me?

Abhimanyu: Really? He laughed tapping the ash off the cigarette in the ash tray on bedside table..

Abhimanyu: I hate love. I don't do love.

She stared at him.

Abhimanyu: Did I ever tell you I love you? Did I promise you anything? What got you thinking that?

Raina: Then, why have you been with only me for the last two months? Tears met the floor.

He looked at her. Opened his mouth to say and paused.

Abhimanyu: Just because I have been doing you for last two months you think I am in love with you. You are not the only girl I have repeated. I have repeated girls before you. Repeating doesn't equate to love.

Raina: You lead me.

Abhimanyu: Lead you where?.. Where you wanted to. You knew what you are getting into when we started this. It's not like you didn't know of my womanizing ways. Huh! You girls are fascinated with bad boys because you all think he is good in bed. Bad boy implies good in bed. You want to be loved by a bad boy. His eyes to fall on you because you want to experience how bad he can make you scream his name and then you want to change him into a good boy. Not happening here. This is not your teen fiction where a bad boy becomes more than good. He took a puff from his cigarette.

She looked at him in shock. He transformed from oh so good guy you could die for to this beast who could butcher hearts ruthlessly.

Tears didn't stop rolling from her eyes as she watched him in silence.

Abhimanyu: Look, don't bring flood to my house. And don't think,'Oh my God', I lost my virginity to this guy. I should have saved it for my husband. He stole my first kiss. Fuck the virginity. You must know that everything teaches you something if you want to learn from it. It's only how much you allow yourself to learn from it. I'm sure you have learnt a lot from what happened between us. All experiences in life good or bad can be put to good use for own advantage, especially in our field. You'll thank me for this someday.

Raina: You never loved me? Not even a bit? She asked.

Abhimanyu: I told you . I don't do love. He smoked.

Raina: Yeah, you only do sex. You are Christian Grey of Fifty Shades of Gray.

Abhimanyu smiled.

Abhimanyu: I might have used some bondage on you, but no, I am not even close to him. I don't whip my girls, I don't spank my girls. I don't use toys on them. I like to see them cry in ecstasy from pleasure not from pain hurting them.

'What about the tears of pain he just gave her by hurting her?' she wanted to ask but there was no point. She didn't want to argue. She didn't want to fight. There was a storm in her head. She wanted to calm it and clear her thoughts. She just walked out from there . She didn't go to college.

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            She forgot her college bag in his bedroom. She decided to go and get it. When she reached his home early evening, he opened the door shirtless.

Abhimanyu: "Oh wow! I wasn't expecting you this early. Missing me already?" 

Raina: " I came to get my things." she said with a straight face.

Abhimanyu: "Sure", he gestured her in.

Abhimanyu: Your sexy lingerie? Why, aren't you coming back? He took a puff from the cigarette in his hand.

She didn't say anything.

Just then she saw a girls legs in short shorts on the stairs," I was thinking I would make some coffee for all of us." she said.

Abhimanyu: Oh, you don't bother. I have a friend here. She makes excellent coffee. I am sure she wouldn't turn down my request of coffee for us. He told her and the girl turned back up from the stairs itself.

Abhimanyu: Can I have some coffee by you, one last time? Make it three.

She looked at him and then went to kitchen to prepare coffee.

"Thank you", he told her and went up, and after some time came down with two girls. They sat on sofa in living, and though she didn't turn to look at them, she caught a sight of them getting handsy from corner of her eyes.

She put salt in coffee and left it to boil while she went up to his room to get her bag. She was quick so that girls didn't get to see her properly. She knew he brought them down so that she could go up and collect all her stuff from upstairs. She collected her song composition book from his music room and then went to his bedroom. There, she opened the bed side drawer, picked up the packet of condom and put it in her bag. She collected the packets of condoms from all the places she knew he kept and put them in her bag and then went downstairs.

As she paced quickly to kitchen, one girl recognized her," Isn't she the Indian girl from those hit English songs?"

"OMG! She is so sexy and beautiful. What wouldn't I do to do her? Is it really her?" the other girl asked Abhimanyu.

"Coffee is ready, Come and get it." she called out Abhimanyu.

"Would she like to join us?" the first girl asked Abhimanyu.

"I don't know. May be. Ask her and find out?" He told her and walked into kitchen and stood next to her as she poured coffee in the cups in tray.

The second girl walked to the kitchen island, "Excuse me. I was wondering if you would be interested in joining us girls with him for some fun? She asked nervously. Abhimanyu stifled his laugh with great difficulty .

She turned to her and shook her head, "Sorry." The girl walked back.

Abhimanyu: C'mon! Don't break their hearts. Join us. More the merrier. You know how much it turns me on to see a woman eating another woman. I would love to watch you like that.

She shot him a look.

Raina: You know what the irony is. You hated your mom so much, but you actually became like her.

Abhimanyu: Oh, please!

Raina: "Enjoy your evening Abhimanyu".

She walked out with her bag.

             She was in pain at how he treated her, but she couldn't hate him. Whatever he was, he was the man because of whom they had food when her aayi couldn't get up, he was the man because of whom her father was breathing, he was the man because of whom she had name and fame. How could she hate such a man? And he was right, she knew he was a womanizer and yet she went for him, then why should she be mad at him that he got bored of her playing for two months. He never promised her anything. The thing is that day, when she left in the night, she opened the door to go when she realized she doesn't have her scarf. So, she closed the door and walked back in and within a minute piano started playing and he started singing a song, she could tell was his own. She picked the scarf that she had dropped on the stairs and sat there only, listening to what he was singing.

Do you know you control every single breath I take
You can see through my soul, I feel it in the love we make

And I try to find a place where I can hide yeah
But every time I try to fight the feeling it takes over me yeah

When we talk you can read every word inside my head
Like you know what I need, and I can't imagine anywhere
I'd wanna be then right here with you baby, next to me

It must be love baby cause it's killing me looking in your eyes
It must be love cause every time you walk away I just fall apart

And I don't know what it is, but I feel I'm in too deep
No, I don't know what it is, it must be love
It must be love

          It was so beautiful, his voice, song, emotion in the song so real. She thought why did he not produce an English single for himself instead. And she thought those words were for her and it just got her dreaming that he was in love with her. She forgot he was good with words because he wrote and it was just a song; she forgot he was a womanizer who could charm women do what he wanted, she forgot the first time she saw him, he was naked, inside some woman who was not her. She forgot everything. All she remembered was that she loved him. What they had in bed always felt like love to her and never lust. But that's how you feel when you are in so much love with the other person.

          There has to be someone to be blamed for what happened. Is it worth it? She asked herself. In the weeks after she stopped going to his place, she realized one thing. She can't stop loving him. She had no control. His kisses drugged her, and he had crawled into her bones through her skin. If you have been under him daily for months like she was there was no way  you could get over him. There was no way he was going out of her. He was how he was and all her feelings of love were going to stay as they were. She loved him from all her heart. She could say a lot of things and none of them could justify why she didn't hate him and still loved him. She knew he was not the right man to be in love with but she was in love with him anyways. Simple explanation was 'Love is Love', because her love for him was immortal. She thought may be he would realize her love for him one day and would want to come to her. She was going to wait.

            When she met him at Sahil's party she said sorry to him. But before she could tell him for what, he cut her and said,"Apology accepted". He must have thought it was for putting salt in coffee and taking away all his condoms and putting him in an embarrassing situation in front of two girls, all high but no condoms to go in them. She was sorry for her kiddish behavior, but more than that she was sorry for telling him that he was like his mom. Though right, it was wrong to do. He had told about his mom to a friend who he thought would understand him, not mock him. After saying apology accepted he looked at her confused. She understood, he was confused that how could she say sorry to him after how he treated her. And she told him that she has forgiven him as that would reduce her pain in return.

                 It didn't take her time to realize that his image that was stamped in her head was not in any ink to get erased, it was permanently engraved that would go with her to her grave. Even permanent tattoos can be removed but he couldn't be extracted from her brain. He was her first love and she wanted him to be her last. No matter how wrong and what all he was, he was the only one for her. She wanted him, but not share him. So, she told him whenever he was done with other girls, he could come to her. She'll be there for him forever.

              "Forever, Forever, forever," echoed in her head as she rocked in the chair. "Her love with him was forever".   

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Song that played when looks at her and looks away through the window: Take my breath away by Berlin, movie: Topgun

https://youtu.be/fUis9yny_lI

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Song that played when he watches her making his bed: Suffer by Charlie Puth

https://youtu.be/M_qDPH-fm10

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Abhimanyu's song that he was singing and  Raina  listened sitting on stairs: It must be Love by Enrique Iglesias

https://youtu.be/FOvWwRIHIGI