ARSAL
"It's time."
Talha said from behind me where I was standing at my place. It had been almost three hours since I came back to my place after seeing her with her husband, Arjun Goenka. Something told me that she should be here with me, where I could worship her body, and taste every inch of her creamy skin. But as I stood there staring out of the window into the dark sky, I wondered if she was with Arjun, if he had f****d her like I wished to f**k her. And once again, my emotions ran out of control, the glass in my hand shattered as I squeezed it in my grip with the images of those two in my bed. She was a bad idea, coming here, leaving my family and everything back in Pakistan was a bad idea, she is the beautiful woman of my dreams wrapped up with all the labels for my sanity, but I couldn't make myself not want her.
"Allah!" Talha said as he took my hand in his, and took out the small pieces of glass embedded in my palm.
"f**k Arsal. What the hell, brother!", he said worriedly.
"It's okay, I'm fine.", was the only thing I could have said at that moment.
"No, you are not. Let me see that."
I knew him very well, he wouldn't leave me, so I gave in. He sighed like he always did, washed my hand, and then wrapped a bandage around my palm. It was already starting to get red from the blood. But, I didn't care. We left as we had a meeting with the mafia boss of the city tonight. I will sign a deal with him tonight at one of his clubs as he is not only the mafia boss but also a renowned builder of the city. If I have to build a reputation among the business persons of India, then I need to shake hands with this mafia boss, Roy.
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"I had expected you here as a man like you will go to any extent to get his love back." A strong voice drawled from my right. I smirked as a moment later he came out from the shadows.
"How did you know about my real intention of coming to this beautiful country?" I asked even though I knew he won't tell me, as I settled back on the sofa. He owned this erotic club with only selected men allowed to get a chance to get a membership. I must say Roy has a good network spread in the whole country as he has built a great world of his own here. It will be fun joining hands with him.
"You'll be surprised to know that there's hardly something that I don't know." He said as he took a seat opposite me, dressed in all black.
"Then you must know why we are here sitting together," I said coldly.
"I do, but not completely." But instead of telling me he held up a hand and motioned for the waitress.
"What's the hurry, let us enjoy a bit first," he said smirking.
I barely stopped myself from cursing at him, but I knew it wouldn't get me any closer to what I wanted right now and I also knew this man would probably drag it out longer just to me irritate me. Half of the men are here considering me an enemy maybe because I am of Pakistan origin. I want to tell him that I am only Arjun's enemy, everyone else can be my friend here.
He wouldn't hurt me, I knew that. But I also knew he wouldn't hesitate if he thought that I was a threat somehow.
The waitress came near us, wearing a very exposing outfit. "What can I get you handsome?" She asked me as he didn't even look at her.
"Your finest of drink," I said, not bothering to acknowledge the invitation in her eyes and the way she moved her body. Because it is what he had meant when he had decided the place for the meeting. The club deals with all forms of pleasure, but I wasn't interested.
"So, your motive is to destroy Arjun Goenka and take her wife, Ruhani Goenka back, isn't it?" he said as a matter of fact.
"Absolutely, I will do that with or without you, but I'm here as according to my sources, you are also not a fan of this young rising star of the Goenka family," I told him as I had made Talha collect some information about him.
"Hell yeah! His father used to have good relations with the underworld, but as he is not much into the business world, his son handles all the major decisions, and he doesn't want to share the profit of his empire with us. We are behind him for two f*****g years." he said with gritted teeth.
Before I could say anything, the waitress came back and left the bottle and two glasses on the table between us.
"So, the enemy of my enemy is my friend!" I said faking a smile.
We made a deal about me my investment in Roy's new project of apartments in Delhi and in return, he'll give me a 50% partnership in the project, along with future planning to destroy the junior Goenka.
Roy almost agreed to my every term, but I could feel the anger in his eyes when I talked about getting my Ruhani back. I need to find the reason for his anger, everything is not exactly the way it appears at first sight.
Roy left with a wink, only before adding, "Take it as a gift partner!"
I was about to leave too, as Talha was waiting outside this isolated cabin when that waitress blocked my way. She smiled at me while brushing her fingers through her hair, she was in a see-through dress ending at her thighs.
I looked at her with a raised brow as I understood what he meant by, "Gift".
She pushed me in lightly and walked in while shutting the door closed. I watched silently as she pulled her dress over her head, and she stood there in her bra and matched thong. She really had a beautiful figure, but not more beautiful than Ruhani.
She moved closer and curled her arms around my shoulders, I would have f****d her roughly, like a w***e she is, but I was not in a mood today. I touched her hands and took them from my neck with a low sigh.
She looked at me with a frown.
"The door is over there, please collect your clothes and get out." I was disgusted by her slutty behavior, not that I didn't acknowledge her being sexy, but right now, only Ruhani has all my attention, even if she's not here with me.
"Why, don't you want to?" she whispered.
"No!" I answered honestly and then moved towards the door.
She mumbled to herself looking at her feet, but I heard it, " Aren't I sexy?"
I couldn't stop myself from saying, "You are very sexy indeed, just not my type." And I regretted it immediately after I said it. She is just a w***e and I need not explain anything to her.
I marched outside without saying another word.
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TO BE CONTINUED...