Samaira stood paralysed as she watched all that was being played on the screen, her legs went limp and she faltered backward, tripping, she fell on the stair behind, sitting on it motionless for a long period of time as reality dawned upon her, she looked at Jeff who was staring back at her with an ugly smirk on his face
“I never thought you were a bunch of depraved people involved in such nefarious unprofessional practices,” She sneered as her eyes blazed in anger
Jeff laughed and shrugged
Just then the phone in her hand buzzed, seeing that it was Monique, she disconnected it, it rang again but she disconnected it again, this happened for a few more times until she finally answered it fuming
“What is it Moni...,”
“Swee
Samaira walked past the luxurious lobby of the hotel, she knew Monique stood behind her, worried and riled up, yet she couldn’t hold herself together and explain to her what just transpired between her, Jeff and Raul.As soon as she stepped out, she was hit by cold chilly air that stung her cheeks, that’s when she realised that it was one of those rare times when it snowed in Paris, she wasn’t wearing anything that could keep her warm, just a woollen dress, luckily she had a stole around her neck.She pulled her stole up , closer to her face, covering her nose and ears. As she walked further, she saw streets blanketed with snow far and wide, the earth looked white while the sky looked dark, similar to the darkness that enveloped her now .Bracing herself she ventured further on the streets, The massive classic str
Samaira looked at the skin fit white coloured thermal wear she had on her, well, that wasn’t why a scream escaped her lips, it was because of the fabric, though it kept her warm, it was thin and transparent, to make things worst, she realised that she wasn't wearing her inners, so she immediately pulled the duvet back and covered herself, holding on to it like her life depended on it“Who changed me into these?,” she didn’t look at him, she couldn’t, she had blinked her eyes shut and had a cowardly frown on her face as she bit her lower lip“What kind of a question is that?, Of’course I did,” he looked amused at her exaggerated reactionShe shot him a glare despite how authoritative, scary and rightful he sounded“Mr. Kapoor, How d
Siddharth who had stopped in his tracks just before the door, curled his lips in a sexy smile and exited the room without looking back at herSamaira was drowsy all of a sudden, like her body felt a heavy weight being lifted off it self, she felt relaxed and dozed off, though at the back of her mind the conflicts were still charged up between her mind and her heartWhen she woke up again, a pair of blue warm eyes were staring into her with great interestShe held the duvet tight and looked away“No,no,no,no, don’t do that,” he had a thick french accentShe looked at him confused and saw he pointed to her palms“Your palms need to heal, you can’t let them rub on any object or the
Samaira kept gazing at the beautiful, handsome man whose looks could compel even mermaids to fly, he brought the toast to her mouth and she took a small bite off it, then he placed the toast on the plate and picked the tea kettle, poured some green tea in a cup“Si.. Mr. Kapoor,” she slapped her head mentally on always calling him Sid first“Hmm,” he grunted as he opened the lid of the pot, the aroma and smoke of steamed lemon rice with lentil danced gracefully lifting themselves up in the air“Why are you doing this?,” she asked cautiously“You think you can use your hands as soon as Lucien walked out of this door,” he spooned a morsel and fed her gently, Samaira was touched to the core, aware that he averted her question
Monique’s narrowed eyes were like slits that wanted to cut open the chord in Samaira’s brain that held any secrets“What do you want me to explain, you tell me what happened,” Samaira walked to the bed, she had changed into new cloths which were arranged by Siddharth. Maria had helped her dress into a specially designed blush peach coloured pants from LV teamed with a Chanel white satin button down shirt. Samaira was surprised when she saw how thoughtful Siddharth had been in arranging new cloths for her, that too from some of her favourite brands.“Wow, is this the latest design LV purse, when did you go shopping without me, I hate you,” Monique pouted when she saw the new limited edition LV bag that lay on the bed“I didn’t go shopping with
Samaira’s heart pounded rapidly as she tried to catch her breath while still looking at him in shock, she wanted to immediately get up but felt damned due to her injured palms “Mr. Kapoor,” she looked at him fearfully “Please let me go,” “Where do you want to go Miss Khanna, that too without my permission,” he cocked a brow and looked at her beautiful face She squirmed and tried to place her long feet on the ground, yet they dangled shamelessly over his knees while her hands weren't any useful either as they were spread out while she struggled to support herself on her elbows without hurting him “Don’t Move,” he snapped and she went still “One more move and I will not take the blame for the aftermath,”
“Mr. Kapoor, please wait,”He did stop, a smile played on his lips“I.. I.. Can I stay back with you please?,” she spoke in a soft tone, her voice could melt anyoneSiddharth’s face changed to a confident smirk before he turned to look at her without the smile, it was like he had anticipated this“Are you sure about it?, I wouldn’t want to be blamed for you staying back,”She gave a small smile“Yes I’m sure about it, I want to stay back here, with you,” she gazed into his eyes“Good, take rest for now, I’ll let you know about my schedule,” he walked out of the room finally leav
The Icy cold breeze hit her cheeks like cold slaps, she had stayed back because he made her feel that he wanted her to stay back, she accompanied him tonight to this dinner despite her discomfort and yet when the time came, he did not even bother to look up at her from his mobile phone, forget about defending her reputationTo her it seemed those cabaret dancers on stage had more respect than she, and she hated this thought.She walked aimlessly, crossing the road and reaching somewhere in between a promenade that ran along river Seine, she was cold in heart and body both, crossing her arms across her chest she caressed her arms to warm them up a bit Memories of lovely dinners and outings she had with Raul flashed across her mind , she missed the Raul whom she had loved so dedicatedly&lsq