"You!" she said pointing a finger at Randhir. She was not going to let him take the upper hand again. "You have no idea what you have gotten yourself into !" she warned him in anger.
"I think I do..." he said smirking at her. "I have a pretty good idea actually..." he added eyeing her up.
She glared at him.
"You are kinda cute when you are angry..." he added.
"Oh you think that am cute when am angry ?!" she rephrased his sentence "...well then get ready because am about to turn f*cking gorgeous !" she snapped, showing him she was not at all amused by the situation.
She marched toward him with full confidence and tightly grabbed his wrist, dragging him along with her toward the bathroom, like a tamed animal.
She locked the door and turned toward Randhir facing him, arms crossed over chest.
"You had your fun, now see what am going to do to you" she informed him, she didn't know from where was coming all this confidence, but right now she was feeling like royalty sitting on her throne, determined and unstoppable. ...She knew she had always been meant to rule... fate had just made a little mistake by swapping hers' and Queen Elizabeth's fate. She wondered how life would have been if she was at Queen Elizabeth's place and if queen Elizabeth was at her place... well if queen Elizabeth was at her place, she would have probably been kidnapped and enduring the devil presence at the moment... she wondered how she would have dealt with that...the next moment a very unpleasant picture flashed in her mind... she pictured an old and wrinkled queen Elizabeth dressed in a pink fluffy coat, an extravagant hat on top of her head... kissing the devil...Eww eww ewww, she quickly snapped out of it. ...There was a huge age issue here...unless the devil was into weird stuff... Ewww. ...It seems like fate had done its work good after all. ...whatever ! she decided to put an end to her royalty dreams and concentrate on the task ahead. Bathing the beast.
"Take off your shirt ! " she ordered crossing her arms across her chest, to which he rolled his eyes.
"If I could do it by myself I wouldn't have requested for a nurse" he taunted her.
No she won't do it this time... it seemed that lately that's all she was doing : unbuttoning the devil's shirt. If she checked the agenda she was sure the task would appear more than once in the past few days.
"Riiight !...It didn't seem to bother you much when you went to take care of some business earlier... " she replied sarcastically, if he had the energy to kill someone, he could very well remove his damn shirt alone !
He sighed... She was again angry at him... But he knew his way out with her... He then slowly undid his buttons... one by one. Eyes not leaving hers.
Sanyukta stared at him. How one did to have such a delectable, enticing, perfectly chiseled chest. It was like every inch of his skin was whispering at her, urging her to come and touch, enchanting her "one touch...only...one soft touch" the velvety voice was alluring her.
"Thinking of something naughty ?" came his voice, breaking her out of her trance.
"Actually I was thinking how will you react at what am going to do..." she quickly made up an answer.
She scrunched her nose and bent down to fill a mug full of water, she then smirked and splashed it at him without so much as a warning, soaking him.
"What the hell woman !! " came his loud groan, water dripping from him.
A bare perfectly chest was yummy, but a bare wet perfectly sculpted chest was even better, she giggled at her thought.
"Do you find that funny ?" he scowled at her.
She was now openly laughing. "You are sooo wet... thinking of something naughty ?!" she mimicked his words, relishing her revenge.
Randhir took this opportunity to snatch the mug out of her hands. The moment her eyes met up his, he threw the water at her, soaking her as well.
Sanyukta shrieked in shock while Randhir burst out laughing.
Sanyukta stilled in shock, hearing him laugh like that ...in a carefree manner. It was the first time she was seeing him actually enjoying something...unknown to her a smile made its way on her face. In her trance, she didn't realized the next water jet that came in her direction, sobering her instantly.
"You ?!!!!" she screamed..."...You.are.dead !!!!" she said pouncing on him. She literally threw herself on him...! Alert...UFO detected... I repeat : Unidentified Flying Object detected !
Under the sudden impact, Randhir lost balance and they both fell on the floor. Sanyukta landing right on top of him. Randhir winced in pain.
. "Owww... Did it hurt?" she immediately asked in concern, taking a pause between her attacks.
"You realize we have wet rug beneath..." she heard him say, she realized the furry rug from whose hem she tipped was right under them pulling them to safety.
"Besides darling...this is only a small scratch" he said smirking. Of course...!
"Cool ! ...Because I was not done with you anyway ! " she declared getting up from the lying position and straddling him. Upon finding a comfortable position, which actually meant "avoiding any contact with hispackage", she resumed her attacks. She kept on throwing water at him while he attempted to dodge as much as he could. ...And let me tell you, dodging water was not an easy task!
"You bloody gangster... take that ! ...Always irritating me ! ...Jerk !" she rumbled on insults.
"Sanyukta...stop...stop..." he tried.
Finally getting fed up, Randhir swiftly grabbed Sanyukta's wrists in his hands, making her stop abruptly. Silence fell on the bathroom, making them both look into each other's eyes. Why did they always ended up in these kind of situations and positions...no matter what they did, it always ended that way...!
And then Randhir did the most unexpected thing. He laughed...again. Ladies and gentleman, the devil actually laughed... ! ...The act in itself was as much astonishing as when you saw a child walking for the first time ...and you said in the most soft and alluring voice : "Look... he walked !" brushing away a fake a non-existent tear ...right now Sanyukta was taking the exact same tone in her head : "Look... he laughed!" mentally brushing away the non-existent tear.
They both ended up laughing at their insane antics. That was too much ! ...They were even sharing their crazy laughs now...who would have thought... It was like some third vulnerable person entered the conversation and the two enemies immediately teamed up and started gossiping about the intruder. She was the last one to stop with her laughter as it receded to giggles and finally dying when she realized him looking at her, precisely above her abdomen. ...Right at her chest. The forbidden area had turned translucent due to the water on her cotton white shirt, showing off her black lacy bra. Sanyukta flushed and quickly got up, jerking her hands out of his.
Sensing her desire to leave the place, Randhir also quickly got up.
"Wait..." she felt a tug at her wrist.
"What?" she asked still not facing him.
"Where do you think you are going ?" he asked her calmly.
No reply.
"If I recall well..." she heard his voice dangerously close to her. "...you were here to give me my bath" he finished, his words a mere whisper ...rising goose bumps on her neck where she felt his hot breath, sending chills down her spine.
"I can't do it...like that..." she gestured at herself, still not facing him.
"I don't mind it ..." He turned her round, "It's like you accompany me"
"You should remove your top also...that way we will be even" he said a smile on his lips.
Sanyukta only glared at him.
"Ok ok..." he said, hands up.
"Well I guess the soaking part is done... You should start with this now" Randhir slowly handed her a sponge, guiding her hand slowly over his chest. He held her hands against his abs, making her feel them with her fingertips. He leaned back and sighed as Sanyukta's hand touch the hard and perfectly carved surface of his chest. She refused to look at him while he kept his gaze on her face... that had turned as red as ripened berry now. She slowly followed his guided path.
When she said that that it would be torture, she had pictured herself burning over low heat...but the reality was way much worse... she was burning in the raging flames of a compact wood fired oven, every fiber of her being was set ablaze, ready to combust.
She came out of her thought as she felt him guide her hand lower on his chest...lower... and lower...
Her heartbeat quickened. She froze as he led her fingers to the dangerous area, his V line. She felt electricity shout through her touching him there. His eyes were still fixated on her as he was guiding her to where he wanted her to touch him. Her hand came in contact with his jean. The material was completely drenched in water, making it heavier...which was a not really a good thing at the moment, as it was only dragging the jean down, exposing more of his V line. Sanyukta bit her lip in nervousness and excitement.
"Enjoying yourself ?" came the devil's voice, to which Sanyukta instantly opened her eyes. Randhir smirked at her and removed his hand from hers, and handed her water to clean him.
She slowly took up the water and cleaned him up. She finished up in silence, still a bit shaken by what had happened minutes ago. She then handed him a towel, before making her way out.
"You are not going out like this !" he ordered from behind her, halting her in her tracks.
Upon turning she realized he was walking upto her, only to corner her right between himself and the wall. She couldn't utter a word, Damn her ever so running tongue was now completely silent! Traitor... She felt his hands approaching her buttons.
"What...what are you doing ?" she stammered. "Stop" she said as her hands placed themselves over his to stop him from undoing her top's button.
"Sanyukta...do you trust me?" came his suave words almost numbing her and widening her eyes in response. He had used the same words he had used earlier...
And so did she. "Can I trust you?" she inquired back.
His eyes read hers, this hazel orbs met his deep chocolate ones. Something crossed between them, his honesty, her insecurity, histrespassing, her barricades...there was always this invisible pull, this invisible language, this invisible promise... Her hands slowly slipped away from his, letting him have it his way...giving him her response through her actions... Trusting him.
He slowly opened her buttons on by one, unlatching then from the holes. Eyes never darting down, still fixated on her eyes. He removed her shirt, she gazed back reading his eyes passing emotions even unknown to him.
Randhir blinked and move away, stepping out of the bathroom leaving her with eyes shut, trying to calm her sense... trying to comprehend what was that...the thing between them...
But before she could properly fill her blank thoughts with adjectives he returned back with one of his shirt.
"Put this on..." he handed her over with his black one, leaving her alone again.
***
She comes out in his shirt only to see him changed into his tracks and tee. She bundles her wet clothes and walks away towards his room's exit.
"Falcon..." came his words... he turned up from the couch.
"I guess I have a name ! " she retorted back. The tigress was back !
"Where to ?" he asked her.
"Obviously not here..." came her retort. She had to get out of here. She had been exposed too long to his handsomeness, it was beginning to poison her, slowly making her addicted.
"You're staying here with me tonight..." came his reply to which she twitched her nose and widened eyes.
"Pardon ?!" she asked raising her eyebrow. "What makes you think I will obey you?"
"Am not in the mood to argue woman, come here" he told her tired. It had been indeed a long eventful day !
Upon seeing no movement, Randhir went to her, carried her on his arms and threw her on the bed.
"Heyyy..." she whined.
Randhir quickly climbed behind her, the front of his body coming in direct contact with the back of hers. He sensually slipped one hand down her arm, finding her hand. He laced their fingers together, his chin resting on the crook of her neck, as a satisfied sigh escaped him. Sanyukta tensed a bit...but slowly relaxed. Her mind focused on their entwined fingers...and the meaning of it. Lost in her thoughts she drifted into sleep.
***
The gangsters and Sanyukta were gathered at the table having breakfast. Randhir and Sanyukta were stealing glances at each other when they thought the other was not looking. This morning, Sanyukta had woken up earlier than Randhir, she had carefully sneaked out of his room...she was in no mood for an awkward wake up in the arms of a teasing devil...so she chose the easy escape, she fled while he was still sleeping.
"It is even more difficult now" said Vidushi, drawing attention on her. "Police is providing Raghav with strong security" she stated a bit defeated.
"Yes it will be more difficult to approach him" added Sahil.
"That is if we find out where he is...what don't even know where he is hiding" said Parth further.
Randhir listening quietly to their interaction.
"Actually I do have an idea..." started Sanyukta, directing all eyes on her.
"I did some research and...it happens that he is staying in some hotel" she informed them.
"Some hotel" repeated Parth..."..how very informative..." he taunted her.
"Well if you have some brain... you can lessen the scope" she scowled back at him. They had never gone along...
"How so high and mighty Falcon ?" he retorted.
"Well for starters, someone like Raghav is surely not living in a rusted and smelly place...knowing his taste for luxury...we can pretty much bet that he is staying in a luxurious hotel" she enlightened them.
"How many luxurious hotels are there ?" asked Randhir to Sahil.
"About 5 or 6" Sanyukta informed him stepping in.
"How we will find him, we can't go in every hotel openly asking for him" inquired Vidushi.
"No surely not" dismissed Sanyukta explaining that it will only draw unwanted attention.
Everyone fell into silence.
Sanyukta's eyes glowed in excitement. "I have an idea !" she said enthusiastically.
"What ?" asked Randhir and Sahil at the same time.
"You'll see !" she smiled mischievously at them.
"Is it one your twisted idea again ?" he asked her sternly. He was familiar with her wonderful ideas by now...and seeing her this enthusiastic he could not help but stay on alert.
"Trust me!" she told him. "You are talking to the great Falcon after all !" she winked.
"Okeeey...but what do we need to do ?" demanded Vidushi.
"Hmmm...shopping !" she said exited.
They all look at her puzzled, what was this new drama.
"Trust me guys I know what am doing" she tried reassuring them upon seeing their skeptical faces.
"Ok..." said Randhir reluctantly. "But if it's another one of your stupid idea...you'll be in A LOT of trouble...mark my words" he warned her.
"Let's go shopping then !" announced Randhir.