8:00 pm

A ghostly manor was inviting its onlookers in its dimly lit main hall. A man of tall stature pushed in the antique finish French door and stood at the entrance. The attendant put forward a mask and he entered the polished wooden dance floor. The floor had two storey high walls and a huge chandelier hung lowly from the ceiling giving a perfect feeling of a mediaeval European masquerade ball. His tall, strong frame captured in a midnight blue suit; shoulder length mane hanging loosely; the only feature of his face visible was his firm jawline... and his bewitchingly attractive dark brown orbs partially hooded under the feathered mask, attracted everyone as iron scraps towards magnet. Many hands snaked around his torso, trying desperately to claw him down for that night.

Raat mein hi jaagte hain
Yeh gunaahon ke ghar
Inki raahein khole baahein
Jo bhi aaye idhar
Aa haa

He was not much interested in the women who lurked around him.. His eyes were looking around for his eligible match in the sea of masked women.. Lit in different shades of soft light emitted from the coloured glass holders of candles in the chandelier.

Yeh hai gumraahon ka raasta
Muskaanein jhooti hai
Pehchaanein jhooti hai
Rangeeni hai chhaayi
Phir bhi hai tanhaayi

His eyes caught sight of a masked woman.. Her petite frame captured in a long gown.. The colour same as him. As he approached her, he noticed her honey brown eyes half hidden in a mask. He offered his hand SMILING gentlemanly to her for a dance, she got up from her seat tiredly, her plump pink lips slightly pouted in irritation. But she accompanied him in the dance floor putting her expert seductive palm pressed at his shoulder. He entangled his fingers with her cold, sweaty ones, pulling her towards himself and tried to match his novice steps along with her skillful moves; when her lips curved in a well practiced welcome SMILE.

Kal inhi galliyon mein
In masli kalliyon mein
Toh yeh dhoon thi
Jo rooh piyaasi hai
Jismein udaasi hai
Woh hai choomti
Sabko pata hai wohi
Samjhe yeh kaash koi

After dancing for sometime, he pulled her lightly indicating her to go upstairs in one of the rooms. She took the lead and after some swift twirls, they landed before the staircase and reached the ghostly lit corridor leading them towards rows of doors having rooms behind them.

Halke ujaalon mein
Halke andheron mein
Jo ik raaz hai

She was trying to understand if any room was empty for them to occupy for sometime, but she failed due to the distraction caused by the long haired guy accompanying her. He pushed her to the wall, plunging deep inside her mouth, he dominated over her tongue by sucking, biting her lips taken wholely inside his mouth. Parting to fill their lungs, she had to apply much force to pull the man along with her inside an empty room, who was now busy in nuzzling her neck. On reaching inside, she closed the door behind her hurriedly as she was now feeling weak at her knees. Due to some reason unknown to her, this man had managed to wake a whirlpool of sensations inside her body that she never felt before. The man, however, paid no heed towards his surroundings and ignoring the beautiful, scented candle lit room's décor, he unzipped her off shoulder gown southwards placing an open mouthed kiss at her shoulder blade making her gasp and moan harshly. For the first time since those hundreds of nights, she didn't fake an act to please her companion. He clutched her buttocks and she locked her legs around his lower waist with his help. Pulling his lips in a wild, passionate kiss, she pulled off his upper clothing. His long, slender fingers started working on her breasts in this meantime. Squeezing, pulling, pinching, patting, pressing, her hormones exploding inside her, made her see stars and she moaned remaining in the kiss. When they broke apart their perfectly moulding lips, he smirked at her reddened face gasping for air. They fell on the bed clinging to each other and he pushed her to the bed on her back. Retreating, he pulled off his remaining clothes and crawled towards her with a dangerous smirk and appreciating gaze, pinning her at her position. Finally, he hovered over her kissing, biting, licking, pinching, making her curl her toes in passion. She was a moaning mess by now and when he thrust in her, she groaned in pleasure. Their eyes locked in spite of the barriers of their masks, sweaty fingers entwined with each other.. She was feeling as if she was flying off the ground. He was drowning in a pool of wild pleasure unleashing the beast inside him in action. Her insides tightening around him made him thrust deeper and the caveman inside him roared because of the immense passion flooding from his head to toe. She was hypnotized by his fiery gaze, violent expression due to his clenched teeth, his locks shaking due to the thrusts, brushing her cheek and crook of neck. He was lost in her watery honey brown eyes showing a different sensation other than the lust that he was used to see in the eyes of these women. He felt a need to FILL her, TOUCH her, LOVE her like he never did before with anyone. Their rhythms synchronized with each other as the steps of ball dance and he finally collapsed upon her, breathing heavily. His action after this make out session bewildered her. Pulling her in a warm embrace, he placed feathery kisses on her forehead, eyes, cheeks, nose, while caressing her sweaty, tangled hair and finally he pulled her lower lip in a smooch sucking it softly. Parting, he laid down on bed placing her atop him and SMILED.. as if thanking her for this beautiful experience. His warm smile fluttered her heart causing its beats go faster. To his utter surprise, she SMILED back, her cheeks tinted in a cute shade of pink, eyes further hooded under her thick lashes, she his her face in in his chest. Both of them closed their eyes and got lost in the thoughts of the latest experience they had. Time flew away fast and their trance broke due to the beeping sound coming from his wristwatch. He looked at the time,

10:00 pm

He quickly got up and put on his clothes back. Standing before the small mirror, he brushed his hair neatly with his fingers. Placing a bundle of pink currencies on the bed, he almost ran out of the room. She stared unwillingly at the door, longing for the man who just left her without even sparing a glance back at her. Sighing, she picked up the bundle and wearing her gown back, left the room closing the door behind.

Kyun kho gaya hai woh
Kya ho gaya hai ki
Woh naraaz hai
Aye raat itna bataa
Tujhko to hoga pataa
Aa haa...
Yeh hai gumraahon ka raasta..

11:00 pm

A gorgeous lady clad in expensive clothes stood tapping her heels impatiently looking at the big grandfather clock. The hall of the mansion was lit with blinding neon lights. Guests and media buzzed around. Many cameras flashed capturing the lady for news' sake, many guests came to her muttering congratulating words. Though she greeted them back with a SMILE like a perfect hostess and mistress, she was lost in the moves made by the hands at the face of the grandfather clock. As the clock struck

12:00

she felt something snaking around her neck. She anticipated due to her primal instinct, but relaxed when a familiar husky voice muttered in her ear,
Happy anniversary wifey..!
She looked down at her neck, the large necklace incarcerated with blinding diamonds, and SMILED widely facing him.
Happy anniversary to you too, my dear hubby.., she said.
She ran her manicured fingers down his torso idly when he grabbed her wrist and twisted it until her usual sly SMILE changed into the teary pain in her eyes. Suddenly, flashes of cameras broke their  eye lock. Still holding her wrist firmly, he whispered in a deadly cold voice,
Keep your SMILE on.. I don't want my wife look bad in the front page of today's newspaper.
They turned towards the cameras posing closely to each other plastering the SMILE of a happy couple.
A greenish blue eyed man approached him,
Happy anniversary Om.. You too Svetlana, he displayed his well practiced business SMILE.
The brothers shared a hug.
Happy anniversary Om.. I hope you too withstand him for upcoming year.. You chhoti blouse pehnnewali kamimi.., his bhabi followed darting a wicked SMILE at the lady.
Thanks bhabi, he replied with an amused SMILE.
Happy anniversary O.. You too lomdi.. All the best!!, his little brother hopped in pulling him in a bear hug.
OBro moment!!! The brothers gave themselves a bone crushing hug. After sometime he said,
Guys, moment over. Pehle emotional tha..
Ab awkward hai!, they said in unison and gave each other a genuine SMILE.
Now he had to get into the act. With a clap of his hands, soft romantic music started to play. He pulled his wife in the middle of the dance floor and started twirling her around, their image reflected in the polished marble floor. Some eyes pitied them, some envied. He grabbed her waist forcefully and laced his fingers with hers. He looked around and a strange heartache of loneliness swept past him. Sighing, he locked his eyes with the sly woman captured in his clasp. They SMILED at each other as if challenging to fail each and every conspiracies that they plan against each other for another year...

Muskaanein jhooti hai
Pehchaanein jhooti hai
Rangeeni hai chhaayi
Phir bhi hai tanhaayi..

The End

A/N: This is the OS which I sent for "Ishqbaaz OS Competition". Though I came the second last, I wanted to share the book from my account. Just some edits and grammatical changes are there, else it is the same story.