Hemadri's POV

I told her about my guilt, Myra smiles hearing me and said "Hema.. ab kar liya uske baare mein soch sochkar kyun apna ye mauka haath se gawana chahti ho"

"Matlab?" I questioned.

"Maltab ye meri pyaari Hema.. tum yahan london mein ho.. Enjoy the present!" Myra said with excitement.

I stared at her and asked "kya karun?"

"Party kar, chill out kar aur apne mann ko shant kar" she said keeping her hands on my shoulders.

I denied "nahi.. Mera mann nahi hai" 

"Hema.. na yahan koi rokne waala hai na koi tokne waala hai aur agar london mei rehna hai toh thoda bahut uske tarah banna padega samjhi" She said.

"Teri tarah har friday ek naya boyfriend ghar bula lun?" I asked raising my eyebrow.

She winked her left eye "not a bad idea and btw not all are my boyfriends.."

"Toh?" I asked bewildered.

"Male escort.." she said laughing.

My eyes became wide hearing her words "What?? Tu har weekend ek male escort bulati hai?"

"aur kya.. 1st week month jo aata hai mujhe date pe le jaata hai 2nd week mein jo aata hai romantic sensational dance karata hai 3rd week toh mera bf ki aata hai bahut boring hai aur 4th week toh.. main kaand hota hai aur inke saath kisike saath nahi aata" she said.

I stared at her blankly, Myra made a face "now don't give me a judgemental look.."

"Nahi.. teri life hai tu jaise chahe jee sakti hai.. Don't your parents say anything?" She questions.

Myra laughed "unhe pata hi nahi hai.. Aur Hemadri ji! Aap adult hai yahan aayi hai toh apne baare mein socho aur apne baare mein sochna galat nahi hota hai samjhi" she explained and I smiled.

I hugged her and said "thanks Myra aaj tujhse dil ki baat karke mera mann halka ho gaya"

"Experience karna hai toh bol??" she asked in a whispering tone.

I parted the hug and refused "yeh sab tu hi kar.. Main jaisi hun thik hun!"

Myra smiled "okay.. Acha mujhe apni job pe jaana hai.. Aur kal tu mere saath club aayegi samjhi.." she said and I agreed to it.

Myra left the house taking her bag and I smiled to myself. I went to the room and took a shower. I wore shorts and a crop top. I picked up the dryer and dried my hair.

My phone ranged, I kept the dryer and moved towards the bed. I held the phone and it was my roommate, I picked it up "yea Myra"

"Hemuu... I am stuck in urgent work and I had called an escort for the night please handle him" she requests and ends the call before hearing me out.

I panicked and called her again but she wasn't answering my phone. "What.. the.. Male escort??"

I was anxious knowing that a male escort is coming over in a few minutes. I called her over but her phone wasn't reachable. My mind had stopped working, I took a deep breath and said to myself "Calm down Hemadri.. Hai toh ladka hi na.. Usko bhaga dena darwaze se hi"

The door was left open, I walked to it and was about to close it but stopped when I saw a handsome hunk approaching my flat straight from the corridor. I was vacantly looking at him without a blink of my eye. There was a spark in him that attracted me to him in one glimpse.

He stood in front of me and began to scan me from head to toe. I couldn't let go of him, he seems to be in his late twenties. He wasn't an ordinary man that I could invite in, he was an escort who accompanies a woman in public and is paid to go on a date with them. It's his profession and the way he looked at me I assumed he is thinking of me as his client for the day.

He was 5 feet 11 inches tall, with a perfect body and an attractive face well that made him a male escort. He raised his one eyebrow "can I get in?" he said in his flirtatious voice.

I wanted to say him, no but I couldn't, my words were just stuck in my throat. I was just mesmerized seeing his eyes, he stepped inside and I shut the door. He seems to be of Indian origin from his looks but I wasn't sure if he is British born.

She was feeling awkward as for the first time she is alone in the flat with an escort. He had come all prepared for the night but he isn't aware I am not the one who had called him.

However, my eyes were stuck on him. He glanced at me and I lowered my gaze. He walked towards me and the moment he stood in front of me just a few inches away from me my heartbeat became to horse.

"Why are you looking so nervous? Relax.." he said and I eyed him. He looked around and then moved towards the small glass cabinet.

He took out the champagne bottle and asked "Glasses?"

I pointed towards the shelf in the kitchen, and he quickly went and grabbed the two glasses. He placed them on the table and poured the champagne on it. He eyed me and said with a smile that took my breath away "itni door khadi rahogi toh kaise peeyogi?"

I was astonished, I walked toward him and asked "aapko Hindi??"

"Well.. Indian boys are handsome! Isliye toh itne demand mein rehte hai kyun?" he asked with a light laugh.

He picked up the glass and forwards it to me. I held it and drank it, he had noticed my awkwardness and thus was trying to make me feel comfortable with him.

I sipped the drink and my eyes were fixed on him. He glanced at me and I looked away. He said "mujhe ghurne ke bhi payment included hai aaj ke package mei"

I rolled my eyes towards him and there was a sparkling smile curving up his lips. I was magnetized by it. It had never happened to me earlier, no guy had attracted me so much on the first meeting, not even my fiancee.

He forwards his hand and I gave him a look. "Dance?" he asked.

I kept my hand on him and he gets up. I moved along with him, he took his phone and connected it to the television screen to play music. He was very much prepared for everything and everything was happening professionally.

He pulled me closer such that I dashed on his chest. He kept his hand on my waist and a shiver passed down my spine. I could inhale the branded perfume he had on his body. He looked into my eyes and said "you are beautiful"

I blushed hearing that, I immediately hide those expressions not giving him any indication. He smiled broader at my act and asked "seems like tumne aaj se pehle kisi ladke ko apne itne kareeb nahi paaya hai"

I was astonished by the way he understood my silence. "Aapne kaise jaana?" I questioned him.

He stopped dancing for a moment, I tried to read his facial expressions but failed miserably. He continued dancing and said "kyuki jabse main aaya hun main hi baat kar raha hun aapne toh bas ek hi sentance kaha hai jabse"

I smiled hearing his words and he again praised it "cute smile"

He didn't want to waste any more time and he leaned closer to my face so that our lips fronts were almost touching each other. He locked his lips with mine and I was in complete shock. The warmth of his lips completely blanked my mind, I moaned and he found the chance to slide his tongue into my lips and started to kiss me enthusiastically. I was just lost and he began to deepen the kiss. He was exploring my mouth with his tongue. His hands moved on my bare back. I was losing myself and began to respond back in the same manner. Out of desire, my tongue began to fight with his for dominance. I was feeling breathless after minutes, he left my lips and I breathed heavily.

"Is this your first kiss?" he asked.

I was silent and he assumed it to be a yes. He smiles at me and then whispers in my ears "I loved the touch of your lips"

Every time he praised me I wanted to feel more of his seduction. This was something new and I was ready to explore this. 

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