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I try to evaluate the answers he has given to find something worthy to find the culprit.
One answer that he gave was echoing in my mind,
His father is my first suspect.
I don't want to judge him yet but let's see what time has to give,
"You are so lucky, you got to interview Aditya Adani. It takes years to get such opportunities. How was he? Is he as hot as he looks in photos?"
"Photos don't do justice to him."
I answered Jeel after taking a sip from my Masala Chai.
I had fantasized about him, that face, the hand which shook mine roaming all over my body, his voice, his long black laces, black dark hair in my hand, those lips kissing me on sacred places, those white perfect teeth that can bite me softly.
I tried to burn those fantasies, but just the mention of his name and he is on the surface again.
Clearly, I couldn't.
"Ooo... someone got a crush here."
"What? No?" I rubbed my cheeks to hide the blush.
I never had a crush in my life. It was always about my family, and my dreams when I was in school and college.
And after that, It was about work.
And specifically for a man who doesn't do girlfriends.
He just sleeps with them, and no one stays for more than a week.
Despite knowing he is dangerous to my heart,
I couldn't stop pondering about him.
I can't help it.
"Don't worry. He has been my crush for a long time." Jeel said.
Is he?
"I am gay."
He answered my question.
"You don't mind, do you?" Jeel asked, with an anxious look.
How courageous he is to accept his identity.
I wanted to ask him about his journey till this stage but looking at his expression I knew it was a sore topic for him.
"Of course not why would I mind, now I can tick one thing in my wishlist." I replied,
"Wait, you have a wishlist and one of these wishes is to befriend a gay man. What are your other wishes?"
He asked with surprise.
"Is marrying a rich man there?" Pri asked.
"No, just marrying a man whom I will love, and Jeel, It's so cool to have a gay friend."
"Bro, the money stays, and love fades. I am only going to marry a rich man."
I rolled my eyes at her but didn't argue. It's fruitless to do so.
"Tell me did you make some advances on him?"
Did I?
Does staring at him like he is my favorite candy count?
What would be her reaction If I tell that he came to drop me?
Well, it's nothing, Chhavi. He was on the way and he dropped you off.
"I am so jealous of you. I wanted to take his interview."
Pri says what's inside her mind without a filter, that's something I like about her.
"It's so unusual of Ziya to cancel last minute for interviewing Aditya Adani, she is like me, never let a rich man slip away from her fingers, I have heard she had some stomach bug."
Pri and Ziya go in one circle, partying, flirting, and finding rich bakras. (goats)
She didn't have a stomach bug, of course.
in her mind she was going out on an entire day date with some rich man in Goa whom she met on a dating site a week back, she couldn't miss the opportunity for some Gucci bag so she flew to Goa in the morning on tickets given by the same rich man but when she'd riched Goa, he'd stand her up, his number was unreachable, address fake. By then it was too late to come back and take the interview and her ego will never allow her to tell the truth to anyone.
This is how we work and she wouldn't even realize we did it to her for just fifteen minutes of the interview.
I know it's wrong morally but we do this for the safety and reputation of our people and country.
"So what are the plans tonight? Do you want to see Mumbai's nightlife?"
I grinned at Jeel as a plan formed in my mind, I know what I have to do now.
"Yeh, I have heard a lot about this club called Chill box back home, let's go there."
It was a wild guess, If Aditya Adani is going there then it must be some popular club that these people have heard about.
"I have heard a lot about this as well but unfortunately we can't go there."
"Why?"
"We will not get entry, all Richie rich go there."
"Oh hello, I am here. How can you guys forget me? I can get your entry wherever you want to go."
Pri told while flipping her shoulder-length hair.
"Also in 7, lok Kalyan marg?"
Jeel asked.
"Be reasonable, Jeel. Anyway, I can get us inside the chill box."
"How?"
"I know the bouncer."
"Don't tell me you have just befriended a bouncer to get entry there."
"Well, all riches are there inside."
"So got successful or what?"
"Oh yeah, on the way."
Good for you.
I noticed the new channel bag in her hand,
Yup, must be the new 'on the way' friend.
"Okay, then let's go home. I will inform Chandni."
Chandni went directly home as It was her turn to pick up her children from school.
"Okay, I will message you the time and address."
We are meeting again, Mr. Adani, soon.
I clicked some photos of new look to post on social media.
I remembered when he said he checked up on me.
I am sure he has gone through my Twitter, Facebook, and Instagram accounts with other things.
Now you must be wondering if Anika Gupta took birth twelve days ago then he would be suspicious of my twelve days old social media accounts.
But the thing is all of Anika Gupta's accounts are years old.
We have blank social media accounts with photos of some random people, celebrities with real friends, and followers.
We post on those blank accounts regularly, birthday posts, outing with friends, and college graduation, and whenever a new identity takes place, these blank accounts become real by editing the face of the actress by the real person.
In my case it was some Jigya turned to Anika, brown hairs turned to Black and every photo was edited by a new face, a change of clothes.
Now one of the followers might be thinking that the girl has brown hair, and now she has black but obviously I am some random person on their timeline that they personally do not know so would shrug it off with misjudgment on their part.
"Relax. You look on the edge." Jeel said as I looked around me.
Everything around me spoked money, from interior to clothes of people to jewellerys.
"Clubs are not my scene."
Well,l that is also the reason why I am nervous.
Well, I am going to meet Aditya Adani, anyone gets nervous?
I didn't dance much in clubs, I have always been overprotected by my mother till she was alive and after her death, I never felt like going to clubs.
I hardly visited clubs two to three times in my life.
"Just look at you babe, You are looking like clubs are your everyday scene. Don't worry, you will be fine." He looked up and down at my white, corset bodice dress paired it with golden pumps.
I breathed in and out.
Suck it up, Chhavi. This is just a club.
I can do dangerous missions, this is just a club.
I took deep breaths for the last time and smiled confidently.
I am a good actor, I know.
Well, fake it till you make it.
My eyes roamed all around the club on the floor that I am, but I couldn't find him.
Then my eyes went to the gallery on second floor, second floor has open gallery so from there they can see us and it's vice verca, his two friends were sitting on a table, drinking and talking while one has a woman splayed all over his lap.
A waiter came with a drink on a shiny tray,
I took one, just show off, I am not drinking today, I noticed people and enjoyed the music.
"Hi, Ani, you are looking hot."
Pri hugged me after hugging Jeel.
"Not more than you."
She truly was looking like she came to club.
Her red top which looked like a bralett and black shiny jeans which was studded with rhinestones.
this two are my friends, Maya and Prince."
"ANI, LOOK at that one. He is a beauty."
"I am not here to find a man."
Three women passed through me wearing a designer dresses, they were beautiful.
One of them had lips that looked like Lipjob went wrong.
I am sure that is not the only part where chemicals are filled.
"I met him, God, he was so beautiful, he passed by me while he was going upstairs."
I know for sure who 'he' is in their convo.
My eyes again went to the gallery and yeh, he was there, sitting with his two friends.
Now what?
Go up and say hi.
No, that will be too desperate, plus no one will let you go there.
It's a protected zone, according to Jeel.
Collide with him accidentally as happens in Bollywood,
But that will happen when he comes downstairs but I don't think he will leave his VVIP gallery anytime soon.
Make yourself visible.
Yup, that I can do.
I looked around for my friends, Jeel was on the dance floor and Pri was making out on an almost black corner with some man, I couldn't see his face.
Chandni didn't come today as she has to be with her children.
I went to the dance floor and joined them.
After dancing to 'Bala Bala' and 'Laila', my nerves got down.
I was dancing like this is my last day,
My hair clung to my sweaty temples and neck.
I turned around and he was there.
He passed a glance in my direction, our gaze locked.
Look surprised. Look surprised. Should I
pretend I didn't know he was coming here?
No, he knows I have heard the talk he had over the phone.
Look surprised-
His eyes roamed from my face to my bare shoulders to my white dress to my bare legs, fire passed at every part he looked at. The fire went between my thighs to my breast.
That knot in my stomach was back.
People undress you with their eyes but he was touching, groping every corner of my body with his eyes.
Two women were on each side, trying to get his attention while his eyes were on me.
I reluctantly turned as Jeel took my hand to dance to a new song.
Trying hard to get.
Show time, Mr. Adani.
I forgot about the people around me. The only thing that existed in the world were his eyes, gazing at my back. I could sense the music thumping through my bones, lifting me like a wave, and I started to move unconsciously.
I was dancing for him.
I could feel his gaze on me but I didn't give him a look again.
I let go of tension,
The beat shifted, new music came, and my moves changed but the pristine feeling didn't change, as If I am freed from a cage for a few minutes.
Now I understand why people call music and dancing therapy, It indeed is.
Strong hands caught my shoulder.
It's him.
My chest was light with relief.
Thank God! He came.
But I didn't feel those butterflies in my stomach like the last time he shook my hand and on a flight when he steadied me.
Well, It was two or three times things, I guess. I was disappointed.
I turned and looked at him,
Well, It was not Aditya.
More disappointment.
"Hey, I haven't seen you here before." the man yelled with a smile.
"This is the first time I am here," I replied with a smile.
"You are beutiful."
"Thanks."
He grinned and his hand went to my waist from my shoulder.
The guy was of my age, cute, and of good height, his body looked hard under that shirt, he was hot in his own way but he was not Aditya,
I made some space and wiggled out of his hand.
"Come on, it's just dance."
He tried to put his hand back on me.
"I like to dance solo."
"But I like to dance with you."
God! What a creep.
Demeanor opposite to his looks entirely.
Doesn't he understand the meaning of no?
"Come on, women here die to dance with me, I am giving you a chance and you are showing ypur attitude."
"Oh, I feel previleged."
I said with sarcasm.
"The lady said no."
Jeel came beside me,
"Is she your girlfriend? If yes, then she deserves better." he asked.
"That's none of your business."
I spoke and hold Jeel's hand and drag him a few feets away.
I don't want any fight here.
"You go and dance. That man there is giving you a stare."
I pointed at a man who was giving Jeel a look for the last ten minutes, as we both were standing aside.
"Are you sure?"
He was hesitant about that creep.
"Yes, by now that guy would be dancing somewhere, with a new girl."
It took me five minutes to convince Jeel to go and dance.
He is a very good friend.
Dont try to get attach Chhavi, he is a friend of Anika. And Anika will go once her reasons are over.
This is bad part, you really get attach to some people and they get attach to you disapper on them suddenly.
I was looking around and specifically at the gallery.
He was not sitting there with his friends now,
Is he having some quickes with one of those girls?
Why do you care?
That guy along with three boys were making their way in my direction.
They stood two feets to my left,
Kanha, not again.
I am pretty much able to handle this f*ckers, sorry for my language Kanha, with the fighting skills that I learnt in my training but I don't want any undue drama here. I don't want to compromised the mission.
I don't wish for Aditya to get suspicious.
He will get suspicious If he has eyes for you. But doesn't look like he is interested.
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