Chapter 3 (18+)

“Shut the fuck up, Nandini!"

Manik hissed, looking down at Nandini furiously. Their faces were hardly an inch apart. "Keep your stupid mouth shut."

"No! I won't….."

Nandini started, but in an unexpected move Manik closed the distance between them and slammed his lips down on hers, cutting off her angry raging. Her brain went blank. Every single thought left her mind except the feeling of how he was kissing her. 

A very rough and ardent kiss…..

Manik pushed her hard into the wall as he continued kissing her. Her back was touching the wall with his stiff chest pressed against her soft front part. He let out a deep, low groan against her mouth. Though his lips were soft but his well trimmed beard, rubbing against her soft skin felt rough. The contrasting sensations caused a whirlwind of feelings to stir up inside Nandini.

Nandini’s body seemed to be acting in its own way as it chose to betray her mind. Her hands raised up to grab his shirt’s collar only to eliminate the bare distance among them. She pushed her chest up against him, craving for his hold. She brazenly moaned in his mouth and arched her back, pushing her delicate breasts right into him.

Manik smirked wickedly in between the kiss and bit her plumpy lips hard, making her moan his name once more pleasantly before sucking it softly to ease the pain. She left his collar and her hands slid up running over his chest and gripped his hair tight. She pulled him even closer and kissed him back the same way, swallowing his pent up rage like oxygen.

His hands traced the curve of her thin frame before wrapping them around her waist and gripping the place painfully tight, digging his nails into her skin as he still burnt in anger. Nandini flinched a bit in response. He pushed his knee in between her legs and forced them apart. Then he pressed his thigh hard against her core, desperate for some more intense action. 

She was completely lost in the intense moment. She too pushed her hips forward and started rubbing her feminine part against him while she still fought the battle to take control over the kiss. 

Nandini moaned in Manik’s mouth, followed by his groan. They were possessed by a deep lustful need that was flooding through their veins like wildfire. It felt they were venting out their rage for each other through the kiss and the closeness was not helping them at all. The fierce make out seemed to be their way of punishing each other as if the kiss was not enough. 

Manik left her waist and his hand almost reached the hem of Nandini’s top when a loud knock on the door grabbed their attention, snapping them out of their haze. They hurriedly pulled away from the kiss, panting and gasping for air with their hands still on each other. They heard the knock once again. They froze. It was like the world had reappeared around them again.

They looked into each other's eyes, shocked and confused about their own actions. They were still unsure of what they were just doing. 

They were kissing each other like maniacs! They were almost ready to get into each other’s pants! 

Nandini was the first one to recover from the shock as her brain suddenly registered with a shock that Manik's thigh was in between her legs. Her lips were swollen and Manik's hair was disheveled as she had run her fingers through them while kissing him. 

“Mr. Malhotra, I apologize for interrupting. Is everything okay here? We heard the sound of an argument from outside.” It was Manik’s PA, speaking from outside. Thankfully he didn’t open the door without his permission. 

Manik was looking at her and the change in her expression caught his attention. He ran his one hand through his hair, trying to set them. “It’s okay, John. There’s nothing to worry about. Continue your work. I’ve got things under control.” He smirked, muttering still looking into her eyes. 

They both heard the sound of footsteps fading away. 

Nandini looked up once again. As her gazes met his, she gulped, unable to process how to react. Then she did the only thing that made sense. She pushed Manik away from her with all her strength and ran away from there. She bolted out of his office and ran straight to the elevator.

As soon as the elevator door closed, Nandini leaned against the elevator wall and covered her mouth with a shaking hand. To her luck, she was alone inside there else she didn’t know how she would have controlled herself. She certainly couldn’t let anyone find out that she was just kissed by her boss, who happened to be her long time enemy as well. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you, Nandini? What the hell were you thinking before kissing that jerk back? Have you lost your fucking mind? Why? Why? Why? Why did we react like that? How could we lose control over ourselves?” 

Nandini had never felt this much frustration and scared in her entire life. After the intense make out with Manik, now she failed to take the image out of her mind and her mind was unable to process the blunder she did. Instead of heading back to the legal department's floor to her desk, she locked herself into a washroom. There was no one else in there for which she was grateful.

She stood in front of the mirror. Her gaze fell on her swollen lips, she gulped and traced over her lips softly. Her hands were still shivering. She was yet not over the moment with Manik. 

“Why on this fucking earth he had to kiss me? Does it even make any sense?” The exact moment when Manik slammed his lips with hers flashed in front of her eyes and she immediately looked away. “Did he honestly have no other way to shut me up? Just a second back we were yelling at each other like the worst enemies but the next moment we were kissing each other as if….”

Nandini didn’t have the courage to complete her thoughts. She was confused with her own actions. She failed to find a proper explanation as to why she kissed him back. She didn’t have to respond to him. She recalled moaning into his mouth and shut her eyes in embarrassment. She couldn’t meet her own gaze.

“Fuck! Jesus! What’s happening to me? I can’t be attracted to him. No way! I hate him and I’m supposed to hate him only.”

At that moment, Nandini could only wish that she had just hallucinated the whole thing but her swollen lips and racing pulse were evidence that she was in no way dreaming. She further decided to take the rest of the day off. She promptly pulled her phone out of her pocket and called Mrs. Sen to tell her she was feeling sick and wouldn't be back for the rest of the day.

Nandini didn’t want to return to her desk. She knew without any fail everyone would be waiting there for her to return with thousands of questions in their mind and they would burst as soon as she appeared in front of them. She was not ready to face anyone. Thankfully, Mrs. Sen didn’t bother her. Nandini dropped Alya a text asking her to grab her bag for her from her desk and meet her in the lobby of the building.

Then she washed her face so that she didn’t look freshly kissed before making her way down to the lobby forcing herself to focus her mind elsewhere. But no matter how hard she tried, the images of Manik kissing her, him being pressed against her, when his hands held her waist tightly, also the feeling of his warm lips on hers were not leaving her mind. They occupied her mind completely. 

When Nandini reached the lobby, Alya was already waiting for her there. She almost snatched her bag from her and looked for car keys. Alya scanned her face, she was sure that there was something wrong. 

“Nandini, are you okay? What happened? Why are you leaving like this?” Alya looked at Nandini's face carefully when her lips caught her attention. "Oh my God, Nandini! what happened to your lips?" She asked, eyeing her swollen lips. She raised her eyebrows but didn't want to push the matter. "Okay, we can speak tomorrow, if you’re not ready now. You can't evade me forever." 

Nandini sighed, knowing there was no way she could keep things away from her. "Fine!"

Then she almost ran to her car and drove off, not being able to wait to reach home. Nandini had stayed shut in her bedroom for the rest of the day, ignoring the continuous knocks of her parents. 

She couldn’t figure out why she was so eager under his touch. Her mind wandered back to the feel of his thigh between her legs and how she had shamelessly rocked against him. She blushed furiously with anger and embarrassment. She fisted her hair tightly and pulled them. 

“Fuckkkk!!! What have I done?” She groaned. Bizarre waves of need, want and revulsion ran through her body all at once.

Suddenly another thought hit her mind. She wondered how far they would have gone, if John didn’t interrupt? She couldn’t help thinking what do people do after making out with their worst enemy? She wandered to how Manik would be perceiving the situation, what would he be thinking of her? Was he facing the same dilemma as her? Was he thinking that she was an easy catch? That she would make out with anyone and everyone? Should she quit her job? She froze at the thought.