Imdad Hussain's brown eyes stared into the clear eyes of the woman in his confinement. He is waiting for a sign, whether he can continue or should stop. A flash of panic depicted in the unnamed woman's brown pupils. The woman pushed him away and got up from the sofa, but his hands caught hers, reluctant to let go. Imdad lay on the sofa and the beautiful woman's body fell to his chest. Long wagged hair caressed his face.
Delisha frowned and glared at the man below her. Her arm was gripped tightly by the man. With herself on top, Delisha should be able to break free. She tried to get away from Imdad, but the man held her back. "If you don't let me go, I'll scream and tell everyone that you're harassing me!" threatened Delisha.
Imdad is flabbergasted. Isn't the situation the opposite? Inevitably Imdad loosened his grip and allowed the woman to stand. "Don't I deserve an explanation? I feel like I'm being used here," muttered Imdad in surprise. He sat back against the sofa with his legs spread apart. His groin became tight for some reason.
Delisha smoothed her skirt and blazer, put on her sunglasses, and ran her fingers through her hair. She glanced at Imdad over her shoulder. "Thank you!" exclaimed Delisha. "That was a nice kiss," she said, then took her bag. She left the room with a steady and confident stride.
"What?" Imdad mutters to himself. Couldn't believe what had just happened. "Nice? Is that it? Was my kiss that bad?" he said again, rubbing his lips, which still tasted the sweetness of her.
Delisha jogged across the yard through the drizzling rain towards the car. She opened the front door and sat behind the wheel. "Damn! Damn!" muttered Delisha cursing herself.
Vijay, who was lying in the back seat, was a little surprised and wandered to see the one lady's behavior, but he chose to remain silent.
Delisha was biting her lip which after a few minutes was still throbbing and swollen from kissing. "Oh, my God!" she sighed. Her feet quivering trying to ward off the limp feeling of lust. Extraordinary. Her first kiss was not as light as she imagined. But directly the hot kiss, deep and long, made something inside her body tingle and hard to control. If she didn't run away, she was afraid she couldn't stop and that they would end up in the embarrassment in that library room.
"Ah, you bastard! You bastard!" Delisha shouted again. She cursed for the umpteenth time stopping herself from imagining even wilder things. It is not surprising that when someone feels such stimulation, they forget themselves and wanting more. Delisha turned the key to start the car.
"Mm... Miss, shouldn't I be driving?" Vijay asked doubtfully.
"I'll do it this time," Delisha replied firmly. "You can rest in the back," she continued as she starting to drive the car.
Vijay shook his head in agreement then sat casually in the passenger seat. Not bad, he can go back to rest. As for Delisha, she needed something to keep her mind busy. Makes her think other than wild thoughts that lead her to venture into lands she has never been to. She often presumes making love with strangers in foreign places. Drunk and unconscious, then wakes up in the arms of someone she doesn't know and pretends to be having great s*x. Wild things like the ones she reads in romance novels.
She almost did and she could have done it. Ah, it felt like she was sorry she just left that man. Somehow she did it--leaving that man, wasting a golden opportunity to incarnate her wildest dreams. Is it fear or shame? Should she get herself drunk first? Yes, then fell unconscious and the spirit roamed her body, doing strange things. Maybe she won't wake up in bed with a handsome man, but wake up in someone's garbage pile or coffin.
"Ah, i***t!" She cursed herself.
Vijay's eyebrows rose at this. Looks like he will get used to hearing the lady speak to herself.
"I'm an agent! Agent!" muttered Delisha as she turned the wheel along the path. Luckily the route outside the city was deserted. She can drive casually at a steady speed. As an agent and on a secret mission, she had no right to have feelings. Romance without involving the heart is allowed.
Two hours driving, they arrived back in City ND. Delisha looks for other hotels through her mobile app. However after several hotels visited, none of them matched her taste. Some are too dirty and too crowded. Delisha certainly wouldn't tell anyone the real reason.
Night crawled up. She and Vijay were exhausted after a long day of traveling. Delisha in the steering wheel looked back and asked Vijay. "Mr. Vijay, where do you live?"
"In Parnapuri, Miss. Small apartment," Vijay replied enthusiastically.
"I'll take you home," Delisha said, driving back up.
As soon as she arrived in the Parnapuri area, Delisha also accompanied Vijay to the front door of his apartment. When the man opened the door, she took a moment to look inside.
"Who do you live with?" Delisha asked, turning her gaze around.
"Alone, Miss. Why?"
"Well, Mr. Vijay, I think I'm going to trouble you again. Tonight I'm sleeping at your place," said Delisha as she went first into Vijay's apartment, while the man was frozen in the doorway. As easy as that? He thought.
In Vijay's apartment, Delisha can sleep soundly. Vijay's apartment is clean enough for a bachelor. The man displayed statues of gods and similar objects at his residence. He is also a man who likes to pray and it seems, his life is straight. Maybe that's why his house is clean from spirits, although in another apartment Delisha sensed some negative auras and they watched her from a distance. After breakfast with toast and coffee, Delisha stood on the small balcony of the apartment. She enjoyed the morning air of the already busy ND City and the bustle of the vehicle's sound. The breeze made her loose hair wave softly. She lit a white, low nicotine cigarette and took a sip of it. She occasionally smoked to drown out her anxiety.
This afternoon, she will return to the Golden Star Hotel. She had to go there because after that night of terror, her shoes were left in the hotel room and many hotel properties were damaged. The hotel definitely looking for her to ask for compensation. She doesn't want to be a wanted person because of that. At the hotel, maybe she will meet again with the spirits that bother her. She also had to look for opportunities to meet the CEO of Star Corp. That's the main goal.
After finishing a cigarette, she got ready to go out with Vijay. She wears a black and inner blazer with a low cleavage and a mini skirt along with 7 cm heels. Delisha never forgets to put on her sunglasses. She left the apartment and Vijay walked along like an adjutant. Vijay was wearing a black suit and sunglasses too.
There was a light, shoulder-length haired woman standing in the corridor looking tired. The figure was wearing a bone-white dress and a matching sweater. A translucent figure, a curious spirit. "Please, save my daughter!" The woman whined as she jogged along with Delisha. Delisha was indifferent to her. She had no time to wait on that figure.
"My husband took her to the hotel and never came back," she said again. "Nahin aae ... nahin aae ...." Never, she said over and over as she stood in the apartment parking lot letting Delisha go.
Delisha sat in the car and tried to reduce her anxiety. Her body felt cold and trembling as the spirit had approached her earlier. The woman seemed to be waiting for her daughter to arrive while she died as a result of being beaten. Delisha assumed her husband was the culprit. She can glimpse the things that the soul experiences during life. She shook her head to drive the woman out of her mind.
"What's up, miss? asked Vijay who saw it from the front mirror of the car.
"Nahin hai ... nahin hai ...." Delisha replied thoughtfully. Should she also deal with that invisible being? They have always haunted her since she set foot on this Hindustan land. The business of living beings is not over yet, how come she has to get involved with the affairs of the dead?
"Devdas, Devdas ...." Delisha muttered to focus her thoughts on her main goal.
Vijay who heard it frowned. He began to question when the young lady spoke to him and when she spoke to herself.
They arrived at the Golden Star Hotel and were greeted by a valet who had parked their car. Delisha and Vijay entered the lobby. Delisha's feelings were the same as when she first arrived at the Golden Star Hotel, making her nauseous.
"I'm Marianne Webster, who called about the room I stayed in the other day," Delisha said to the receptionist woman, without removing her glasses. She looked away because in her close vision, apart from being shrouded in a dark mist, the woman had a hairy head and many black eyes with red borders. Like a spider's head.
{{Spiders are a kind of segmented animal (Arthropod) with two body segments, four pairs of legs, wingless. Spiders do not have mouths or teeth to chew on. Instead, the spider's mouth is a suction device to suck up the prey's body fluids. Spiders can be found all over the world on every continent except in Antarctica. Spiders are predators (carnivores) and sometimes cannibals, capable of injecting venom through a pair of fangs into an enemy or prey.}}
The receptionist made a brief internal phone call then said to Delisha. "The manager is in a meeting, he'll see you as soon as it's finished, miss, if you don't mind waiting."
"OK!" said Delisha "I'll wait."
The receptionist then took them to a living room and invited them to wait there. Delisha sat reading magazines without taking off her glasses, while Vijay stood behind her as a guard.
"My, my, look, who came to visit?" A woman's voice greeted, jolting Delisha. A woman wearing a jewel-sequined brassiere and a thin layer skirt was standing on the arm of a sofa chair. Delisha glanced at the figure.
"Good to see you again!" The woman said happily. A beautiful face with wavy hair framing her face, decorated with Maang tikka right in the middle part of her hair. The Ghost of the Belly Dancer!
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