Last night Ritwik led me into the Sinha mansion through the backdoor managing to avoid the entire family and it's staff. Apparently, there were guests over and he didn't want to have any drama in front of them. I was too tired to protest. Waking up early, running out of the office dramatically then having to catch up on 8 hours worth of work in 3 and a half, I was ready to drop.
Especially after the very awkward conversation with him about needing a new bin in the room. Luckily, he didn't ask too many questions just why I couldn't use the one already in his room and why did I have to be the one to clean it out instead of the help. It was still extremely exhausting.
"Why do we have to do this? Why do his parents even want to meet me?"
"Don't worry, it's-" He leaned closer to the dressing table mirror to look at something in his eye then blinked a couple times."-gonna be fine. They'll love you." He patted his shirt down.
"You've been telling that to me since yesterday!" I groaned.
"Because it is true." He kissed my temple causing me to worry even more but for a different reason. It was such a sweet gesture that wasn't supposed to be a part of our deal. We were friends, sure, but not that close.
"You look cute." He grinned at me.
"I know but thank you."
"Can I touch your hair?"
"As if you haven't before." I raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, but that was different."
"Yeah, sure, go ahead."
He squeezed one of my curls softly. Then kept doing that a few more times with a mesmerized look. "They're so soft."
"I used your conditioner. It's amazing. It made my hair softer than usual and..... you're smelling my hair. Why are you like this?"
He didn't stop even after I called him out. He continued to sniff my hair like a weirdo then nuzzled his nose against my neck.
"Stop, I'm ticklish." I giggled.
That wasn't the best thing to say because his next action was to tickle my waist.
"Stop!" I kept swatting at his hands and stepping back all the while giggling like a maniac. "Stop!"
He stopped when my back finally hit the wall. His hands caged me in. He stared at me and then his gaze dropped to my lips.
"No. I'm still mad at you." I turned my head to the side hiding my smile.
"For what?" His licked the shell of my ear.
"You made me cancel my dinner with Naira." I tried to sound stern but failed.
"You would have passed out if you went anywhere." He bit my earlobe.
Suppressing my moan was hard. I could be actually pissed off at him and all he had to do was touch me and I'd melt against him. It didn't matter that I was in control most of the time we spent with each other that way, he had a different control over my body that overrid my own. Sometimes I wondered if me being in control was all in my head and not real.
"I went shop-ping wi-with you." I shuddered as he licked down the side of my neck.
"Because that couldn't wait." The way he emphasized on that words, I knew what he was talking about. A shiver ran down my spine. I was definitely going to be the one obeying if he wanted me in that moment.
"Shit, baby, stop! You know we can't." I grumbled.
"Tell me what do I have to do to earn it." He sucked on my sweet spot making me bite my tongue to keep it down.
I gripped his shirt tightly. "Do you re-ally want to?! It's gross!"
He pulled back and glared at me. I glared right back while breathing heavily.
"No part of you is ever gross to me."
"Yeah. Right. Do you really want dead baby juice on your dick?"
"Do you really want me to answer that?"
I opened my mouth then closed it. "You're disgusting."
He grinned. "What? The condom would get the brunt of it. Unless of course you..."
"No. Uh uh, the cover stays on. But still, gross."
He chuckled.
I narrowed my eyes. "You wanna be gross? Then help me with my nose piercing."
"How? Oh, wait, you're not wearing it. I didn't notice it earlier. Why aren't you wearing your nose ring?"
Of course you didn't notice. You were too busy noticing Mrs. White.
I shrugged. "I don't know how to put it on by myself. Naira helped with the huge ass one. I managed to take it off but I don't know how to put a different one in."
He moved back and began to look around. "Where's it? Do you have it with you?"
"Are you really going to do it?"
"Yeah, why not."
"You have to get in there. Like really have your finger inside my nose and-"
"It won't be the first time I had my fingers inside you."
I threw a pillow at him which the smug bastard managed to catch.
I pointed at the bottom drawer on the dresser he was just using. He found the tiny box and took out the jewellery.
"Hey, no leave it be. You don't know what to do, it's gonna hurt."
"I think I know how to put something in a hole." He wiggled his eyebrows.
Why? Just why did it have to be him?
"Moron." I grumbled.
"Come on, it'll take a minute. You said this makes you feel confident."
"It does, but it hurts."
"So, you want your nose piercing to close up?"
"It's been more than 24 hours, it probably already closed up."
"At least let me see."
Begrudgingly, I stood in front of him. I grabbed his shirt and pulled the fabric from two sides, keeping my eyes shut and focusing on that. I felt a slight pressure on my nose. I kept reciting the names of all my favourite foods. The end of that hoop was much more blunt compared to the huge one I wore for the reception.
I winced and groaned.
"Just a second. I'm almost done."
I grit my teeth and focused on pulling at his shirt.
"There done. Now, just closing the clasp." Something clicked and my eyes watered a little at the stinging sensation. "There done." He wiped the tear off my eye.
I blinked a couple times and opened my eyes.
"See, I told you I know how to put things in a hole." His grin was infectious and I found myself smiling back.
There was something oddly domestic about this day that made my heart beat faster. I didn't like it. I had kept things strictly professional and sexual with him, there was no place for anything sweet or domestic.
"I am going to call you Rudolph from now on."
And he had to ruin it.
"Fuck off."
"Not without a reward."
"Seriously? Go wash your hands."
"I will, but before that-" He put his dirty hands on my new coral shirt and pulled me close. He leaned in and just as he was about to kiss me, I felt this odd sensation that someone was watching us.
I whipped my head to the right, and there stood Mishti with a plate of food in her hand and a shocked expression.
Ritwik followed my gaze and loudly groaned, "Are you fucking kidding me?"
Her hands shook as she stared at us with wide eyes and her grip on the plate loosened. Before any of us could react, a hand managed to catch the plate. Surya materialized from behind Mishti with an expressionless face.
I felt like a kid caught with his hand in a candy jar. My heart pounded in my ears as everything seemed to be utterly silent and still.
"Does she have a bell that rings every time I get hard?"
"What?" I turned back to him with a half amused half weirded out smile.
"Yeah and the mechanism probably even puts a plate of food in her hands and magically teleports her in front of our room."
I snickered, covering my mouth and leaning into him. I completely forgot about Surya's presence as I hit his arm.
"I'm not even joking at this point. Remember all the times it happened even before we got married? It's like the alarm even has a sensor specifically for you." He chuckled.
"Shore shore. Now get off me." I huffed and jokingly shoved him off me.
"Should have closed the door." Surya said in an irritated tone.
"Uh yeah. Yeah. We were just about to leave." I stared at the ground. I couldn't look at him seconds after he caught me in such a compromised position with his brother.
"Come on, I'll drive you." Surya offered.
"It's fine. I'll take her with me." Ritwik interjected.
"Like you did yesterday?"
"I had a situation yesterday."
"And what if you have one today? Then what? You know the man who drove her decided to play Khatro ke Khiladi and took the shitty backroads. She could have been seriously hurt."
"Oh, come on Arunav wouldn't-" I started but Ritwik cut me off. "Arunav? Arunav drove you?" He sounded both amused and shocked.
"Yeah."
"Who's Arunav?" Surya asked.
"Must be another guy she trapped." Mishti hissed.
"Shut up, Mishti." "Why are you still here?" Surya and Ritwik said respectively.
"Anyway, what did you have to do? Promise him your soul?" Ritwik snickered.
I rolled my eyes and grinned. "Maybe. I just said I'd owe him a favour."
"Why would you do that?" Ritwik shook his head.
"Who is this person?" Surya narrowed his eyes.
"Baleno." I replied to Surya who's eyes widened in realisation. "What the hell, why would you ask him?" He grinned as he finally caught up.
"Causeeeee."
"What 'cause?" Ritwik mocked me.
"I didn't wanna loose half the day by being late, okay. But I ended up loosing it anyway." I grumbled.
"You didn't."
I whipped my head in Ritwik's direction. "What?!"
"You didn't loose half the day."
"But why?"
"Do you want to loose half the day?" Surya asked in confusion.
"No, but I don't want any special privileges either."
"Yeah, that's why you decided to trap two of your bosses."
Seriously, does she have no other work? Is she that jobless?
"You say that one more time and I'll explain what trapping really means and it won't be fun for you." Unsurprisingly, it was Surya who threatened her. "Go cry in front of someone who gives a fuck about you."
Mishti gasped and looked at Ritwik.
"Seriously, fuck off. You're getting on our nerves." Ritwik's words seemed to cut her deeper.
"Guys, calm down. It's fine." I tried to intervene but shut up as they both turned to glare at me.
Like geez, okay, terror twins.
Mishti covered her mouth with the end of her saree and ran away dramatically.
"You gotta stop this. Both of you. I can handle it myself. You guys acting like this only proves her point to her."
"Screw her." Ritwik huffed.
"Don't screw her. You're married now." Surya reminded his brother.
Not wanting to get caught in their dumb argument, I made my way out of the room and began descending the stairs. Ritwik caught up with me in a couple seconds and Surya seemed to be right behind.
I took out the sanitizer from my bag and held it to Ritwik.
"Seriously?" He let me spray his hands.
"What? I can't argue with your family if you're standing next to me with dirty hands."
"Please, don't argue with my family. Let me handle it."
"Will try."
On our way down, I saw a sobbing Mishti wrapped in Ritwik's mother's arms who was trying to console her.
Maybe I can slip past.
I almost reached the door, salvation was seconds away.
I am speed!
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"Don't you dare put one foot out of the door."
Fuck my life.