Ain't Meant For LOVE..!

Encounters...

Tasha’s P.O.V

The night was amazing at Damien’s Place.  I mean at first when I went there it was awkward because it was the first time I was there after officially dating and also because he seemed excited about something. Later when I got changed into PJs; we baked a cake together and it was fun. I mean I haven’t ever and he was so focused to teach me because I showed my interest. The things got a little escalated afterwards. Ahem... ahem...

Flashback

“Is your coffee mixture ready? Pass me then” Damien asked me as he was mixing other ingredients in a large bowl.

I handed him my bowl as I saw him mixing it with the dry ingredients and whisking it. “Whisk well until lump-free batter forms, care should be taken not to whisk it for a longer time or else your cake would harden.” He was so busy in instructing me as I just watched him closely.

He wore a red and white checker beanie cap and tied a same colored apron around his chest and waist. He wore a skin fitting white tees that flexed with his hand movements. I stared at the well taut chest and abdomen behind that apron.

“Now...Let’s prepare our ganache-chocolate frosting! I know you’ll love it.” He said rubbing his palm together as he faced me and gave me a wink.

-‘The way he looks so dedicate; makes him even more sexy.’-

Wait! Did I just think that?

I shook my head and helped him with the chocolates and cream. While he did that, I took out some chocolate syrup and tasted it.

“Ummm...” it was so yummy and I couldn’t help that.

“Where are you lost lady? You needed to help me.” He looked at me and licked his own lips.

“Sorry. Couldn’t help with the chocolates you see.” I answered embarrassingly.

He rushed to me and held my face as he kissed and licked my lips sensually. My eyes grew wide and I stood there still holding the syrup bottle and staring at his eyes that were closed.

“Even I couldn’t control around chocolates.” he breathed in between. The kiss and the way he kissed brought heat to my body as one hand made its way to his shoulder and the other tilted. He started kissing me roughly now and my eyes closed as the pressure on his shoulder and bottle increased.

The chocolate from the bottle squeezed out straight to my thighs and slid downwards. I quickly opened my eyes and gave a little push to him.

“Shey man! The chocolate!” I was looking down to it as I searched for a dusting cloth to wipe it away.

“Wait! Let me do it.” He held me by my waist and lifted me up so that I was now sitting on the kitchen counter. He squatted on the floor, supporting whole weight on one leg. I stared down at him and my heart raced wildly with him down in front of me.

He had other plans as his finger tips roamed from my ankle to the calves and to the knees and then raising up to the thighs. Electricity ran through my body as my eyes closed shut and my head fell back. The movement stopped on the thighs as I relaxed y breath, opening my eyes to look at him. He was staring at me as his face become a little red as he held my ankle with one hand and the other remained at the thigh. Slowly, he bent down and brought his tongue over my knees; running it from knees to the thighs sexually as he licked the Chocó syrup.

I bit my lower lip as my body arched in anticipation. There was a yearning in my body with the way he still had the eye contact and kept licking my thighs and then the inner thigh sensually and in a slow pace. He then came closer to my legs as he stroked my knee-pit with the other hand and made circling pattern with the other. My thighs pressed together and I squirmed in my place. After he had licked the syrup off completely, he stood up taking his own time slowly caressing my legs and thighs with his fingertips as one hand settled on the other thigh. He then brought his right hand above my thighs way too close than the groin area.

A moan escaped my lips as I wanted something. I wanted more than just his touch. I dunno what I craved but I was feeling something built inside me. I quickly grabbed him from the back of his neck and pulled him into me as I crashed my lips on his. He pushed my legs apart and stood between them while pulling me closer to him and near to the counter edge. There was no gap between us. My hands were sneaked around his neck as one hand run in his hair whereas his left hand was at my lower back while the right hand was playing on the innermost thigh skin. I kissed his lips and entered my tongue into his mouth taking the charge. Our tongue laced around each other as I could feel his tongue texture bringing shiver to my body. We pulled apart panting heavily as he bit my lower lip and attacking my lips again.

Beep... Beep... Beep...

We startled at the sound of oven beeping as we pulled apart huffing and gave out breathy laugh. He rested his forehead on mine as said, “I love chocolate more when it has to be eaten from you.”

I averted my gaze as he gave me a quick peck on the forehead and brought me down. Now, continuing with our cake.

Flashback Ended

Now I stood here alone at the airport as I watch him disappear at his boarding gate.

“Hushh! I am already missing him.” I sighed and started going back to Damien’s car as I waited to watch the early morning sky. It was cool and still dark outside. i stood there lost in my thoughts.

“Hey! Tasha... Are you planning to go somewhere too?” A smiling Zac stood in front of me.

“Hey Zac. Not me. I came here to drop Damien.” He gave me hand shake as I saw his face cringe.

“Is everything okay? Were you suppose to go with him?” I inquired.

“Oh no! Never mind about that. I just remember something that I should have brought. Anyways, do you by any chance know where and why he went?” he seemed uncertain.

“Yea! He has to see a long lost friend in India. I wish I could have gone too. My friends are there and I miss them.” I gave him a half-smile.

“Well okay. Maybe I can fulfill your wish but next time. I have to rush now.” He said giving me a huge grin and a quick hug.

“Bye and take care of yourself.” I waved to him and then rushed back to his condo.

***

The day was so boring without him. I was missing him badly and haven’t received any text from him. I decided to meet my friends but one of our allies wanted to hold an urgent meeting to settle some queries and strategies. Since, Damien was absent I had to take care of it making sure they had all their queries answered and also getting their signature on the quick points that we discussed. I cannot risk any miscommunication later on so I always decided to summarize the meeting and pass them one print each. After they have gone through it I would get their signature on my print as a confirmation.

The meeting took almost two hours and I missed my lunch. Making sure they had their lunch; I headed straight to the marketing team to look after the new promotion diagnostic device that we intended to launch.

The whole day was busy. I was then somewhere at the IT firm and close to a restroom when suddenly I heard Rachel’s voice. At first I totally ignored it but it was a muffled voice so I decided to hear what she was upto. There was something fishy going on with her.

“... I want you to help me. If I succeeded I will give you your share.”

“I need four men, tall and sturdy. Bouncers would be good.”

 “I know I know... You needn’t be afraid.”

“Oh yes, I want a flat somewhere close to this building and a car without no. plate. I cannot drag him.”

“I would better finish him off. If he cannot be mine then I cannot let him live happily without me.”

“Don’t fail me. We would be billionaires soon. Remember that... okay.”

-‘What the hell was that? Was she talking about Damien? Is she planning to kill him? Eff... That won’t happen. I need to save him.’-

I was freaking out as I pondered over all the possibilities to save him. I halted at one. I must first be very clear of what is has planned for him and that’s gonna be very difficult. Maybe Edward might help me.

I fished out my phone and called him but he didn’t answer.

I waited till five and then rushed out heading straight to his house. He was living in the posh area with a huge house that was guarded by two men in black. Seeing my car they opened the gate as I rushed inside not bothering to wait someone to open the word. I punched in the code and headed inside.

The living area dazzled as it was all white marble, with the navy blue thick carpet on the stairs and on the floor.  The floor carpet was fur and the stair one had a golden sparkling at the borders only. The house was decorated with a fusion of modern and traditional ideals. There was even a square K9 crystal LED chandelier that was hung in two layers like stairs. The outer one was shorter than the inner one. A ball shaped LED hung at the tip of the cylindrical shaped glass rods. It was so pretty if I wasn’t in a hurry I would have paid extra attention to it. He lived royally and I wonder what his grandparents did back then to have earned such a fortune.

“Miss, what should I get you?” Mrs Rose asked me as I smiled at her and shook my head.

“Nothing. I am in a hurry so would you call Edward down?” I asked her settling on the couch.

“Sorry Miss but young master isn’t home. He would be back by next three hours. So why don’t you stay for dinner tonight?” she asked me brightly.

“Okay Rose. I will get back soon, I better go and change.” I decided to go out for meanwhile.

I strolled leisurely outside and was waiting for Damien to call or text but he didn’t. I was a little upset thinking he was really busy with his friend. I just wanted to ask if he had reached safely. So, I left him a voicemail asking him to call me when he gets free.

It was getting dark now as I decided to return back to Lachlan’s mansion when someone pushed me.

“Eh! Excuse me?” I looked at whoever the hell was.

“Oh I am so sorry my child. I didn’t look. My bad!” A woman who looked familiar bent down to help me up as I stared at her face.

I don’t know where I met her but she looked familiar very familiar. As I stood up, I brushed my clothes off as she tried to clean it up helping me but I refused.

“It’s okay. It was intentional right.” I passed her a smile.

“What is your name sweetheart? Let me treat you to make it up for you.” She asked me holding my left shoulder.

“Tasha. By the way it’s okay. You don’t have to. I already have dinner plans with my friend so it’s not a big deal.” I put my hands into the coat’s pocket as I passed her a smile.

She looked at me with a frown on her face as she seemed too engrossed in her thoughts. “Tasha...” she repeated it as though trying to remember it. It was all creepy to be honest. At one moment she seemed friendly and the other moment she looked distant.

She kept licking her lips and gulping down as though in pain that was freaking me out a little. “I think I better go. My friend would be waiting for me.” I nodded and quickly started walking back to the house.

“Tasha...“ She called out as I turned to see what she needed.

“I wish to see you more often. Let’s have dinner together next time.” She spoke gravely as she turned and left.

-‘What the eff was that? She invited and didn’t even bother to exchange the contacts and what was with that tone?’-

I would be stupid to go have dinner with that weird lady. I increased my pace as I walked meddling with the thoughts.

I looked at the surrounding and realized I was lost.

‘-Dammit! What now?’-

I didn’t have my phone and hesitated to ask anyone. I was standing on a lonely street that was darker than any other lane as the houses present were scanty and maybe not habituated. The darkness was bringing chills to my body as I turned to retrace my footsteps.

After what seemed like ten minutes I felt I was totally lost now. I couldn’t find any living soul and was scared.

-‘Ed... Where are you? I am so scared.’-

*Thud*

I heard someone fall and was startled a bit. Then thinking of finding someone there I decided to head towards the sound. A shrilling sound of a female through this dark and lonely night shook my body as I stayed put at my place.

My body trembled and my stomach had some weird waves. My heart felt like being knotted as I was on the verge of crying. I inhaled deeply as a scent hit my nostril. It was weird. The scent was a mixture of iron, potassium, magnesium and my mouth could feel the scent as savor and thick like... like... Blood. Yes it was a scent of blood.

-‘Oh god! Someone might need my help.’-

I decided to rise above my selfishness and help the woman who might be in danger. I rushed towards its direction as the smell got heavier and there was another smell with it. I could smell the sweat and metallic aroma that was... Argghhh! It was so familiar... Fear! Yes! That woman was afraid of something.

I turned to the next street and saw a man looming over a lying figure. The man touched her cheek as the woman lay still. I walked upto him. He didn’t appear threatening it was like he was checking on her. I went closer and a light was falling from a nearby street lamp blocking his face as the air smelled of woody and earthy smell.

Is that?

“Ed...?” I asked hesitantly.

The man looked up suddenly and turned to face me. I still couldn’t see him so I kept walking near until I was few steps away. I saw Edward squatting beside her as he quickly pulled his hands away.

I leaned down and hold his hands and turned towards the light to have a better view of him.

-‘Oh my freaking god’-

I saw his hands in blood and he quickly wiped his face as I saw blood around his mouth. I turned to shock and didn’t know what to do as everything turned black and the only smell lingering around me was that of blood and my mouth felt dry.

***

I opened my eyes and saw nothing but a pitch black around me. I stood up and started walking. There was some murmuring ahead. I hurried towards it and saw some twelve men dressed in eighteenth century European dress as that of court men. Their long hair was either open or tied into a pony. They were seated around a huge table that was made up of hard mahogany wood and the chairs were even carved like that of eighteenth century.

I waited for them to look at me but when no one paid attention I took up the courage and went towards them. Suddenly, they turned to look at me. Some had pleasant expression, others had displeasure and the rest stood expressionless.

“Well gentlemen I am sorry. But I lost my way and ended up here. Can anyone tell me where can I find the Oakland street?” I waited looking at their faces but none spoke.

Apparently, a man rushed towards me at speed of light. I stared at him and saw the same man that visited my apartment but he appeared different today. The man had the same features; emerald eyes, long pointed and sharp nose with a little depression at the tip. Clean shaven face and heart shaped red lips with a smooth glowing skin. Well built body and tall but he was dressed in the same eighteenth century dress. The Dark navy vest with double layer buttons cut in an inverted V shape at the front side. He wore a black shirt underneath it and a skin fitting trouser with long white knee-length boots. He had a jacket that had ruffled at the wrist almost covering his hands and was fashioned with buttons at the hem side. The jacket was long at the back and short from front. It hung low with a slit behind. The fabric appeared silk and thick. His long hair remained opened giving him sexy look.

‘-Snap out of it Tasha. He is double your age.’-

“Welcometh hometh mine own imp. Its a pleasureth to finallie see thee hither.” He said with proudness and his arms open.

-‘Wait? Where am I? What’s with that language again? Is it some play going on?’-

“I am sorry but can you tell me where I am?” I asked him.

“Of courseth. thee art whither thee{{obj}} shouldst be, at salvos kingdome.” He looked at me proudly.

“Sir, I think there is some misunderstanding here. I am not in any play I just landed here after being lost. I am so sorry to have disturbed you all but please tell me where the exit it.” I gave him a nervous smile as I searched around for audience in the dark.

“You are not in any play young lady but at home.” He said amusingly.

“Home? Whose home?” I stared at him.

-‘Is he really mad? I hardly know him.’-

“It’s Salvos Kingdom; your home, our home. My child I am your father, Vincent Alexander. Don’t you remember me?” he said as he started coming closer.

‘-What the eff? He is a mad man!’-