Chapter Thirty
Later that same morning
Kapoor Industries was situated in the heart of Mumbai’s business district. Its modern blue glass circular structure building was indeed one of the most spectacular office buildings in Mumbai holding an empire worth billions. The interior lines were smooth with high tech features showcasing an ultra modern sense of business style.
The man sitting on the top floor, in his beautifully designed office, Ram Kapoor himself.
Sitting across his desk was none other than his very efficient personal assistant, Jenny, who was taking him through his agenda for the day.
She was young and beautiful, dressed in a chic black business suit. Judging by her looks you could see that she could turn the head of any man but her boss had no eyes for her and neither was he affected by her presence. In fact she ran his life down to the finest detail with perfection. He was a demanding boss who expected the best, paid for the best and rewarded the best.
Sir you have a 4 pm appointment with your hairstylist and don’t forget both you and Mrs Kapoor are attending the Singhania Party tonight.
Not concentrating, Ram was deep in thought about his wife, trying figure what the hell she was doing with Nikhil Advani. How did she end up in the papers with him.
His hand still hurt from his bust up with the bastard right here in his office yesterday and to make matters much worse in an explosive confrontation with his wife he regretfully slapped her , chasing after her last night but finally with relief finding her in a hotel room.
This morning he dropped her off at college and she totally ignored him like he wasn’t even there. He knew he fucked up but what the hell he also needed answers too which they hadn’t even discussed because she was not prepared to hear him out.
Jolted by the Singhania name, he sat forward in his chair, Jenny repeat what you just said.
Sir, the Singhania Party is on tonight.
Oh shit, how could he have forgotten?
Running his hands through his hair he was wondering how could they go to the party when both Priya and him were fighting with each other. This was definitely not going to work, they needed to attend together, happily married which of course they were but at the moment they had these issues to deal with and resolve.
Jenny phone and cancel the Singhania party, we won’t be going
The very efficient Jenny said but Sir you can’t cancel, I sent your RSVP almost a month ago and it’s going to be rude to cancel this party just a few hours away. Besides Mr and Mrs Singhania wanted you to attend their function and set the date around your schedule.
Ok Jenny, you right, please call my wife and remind her about the party just in case she also forgot and tell her I will be home by 6 pm.
Yes sir I most certainly will do, and Sir your meeting in the boardroom is about to start in 5 minutes.
Ok then let’s get going, Ram went into the boardroom, while Jenny went to her desk to place the call to the bosses wife, Mrs Priya Ram Kapoor
The phone rang in her ear for about 10 seconds and then the call was answered,
Hello, said the sweet friendly voice of Priya Kapoor
Hello Mrs Kapoor, this is Jenny from the office
Oh hello Jenny, how are you?
Fine Mam, I’m doing just fine she said.
Mam, Mr Kapoor asked me to call you to remind you that you’ll are both attending Mr & Mrs Singhania’s party this evening and he said to tell you he’d be home by 6pm.
Priya listened to what Jenny had to say not impressed that Ram got his secretary to phone her.
So she said, Jenny please tell Mr Kapoor I’m busy tonight so won’t be able to accompany him.
Ok Mam I’ll let him know and she put the phone down and got on with the rest of her duties.
One hour later Ram stopped by her desk, Jenny did you call my wife?
Yes Sir I did.
So what did she say?
she said to tell you that she’s busy tonight and won’t be able to attend.
Ram thought to himself, he leaned on Jenny’s desk and said
Please call her back and tell her that I asked what is she busy doing tonight that she can’t attend the party?
Jenny picked up the phone and dialed the boss’s wife again. After a few rings the call was answered promptly.
Priya picked up the call and said Hello
Hello Mrs Kapoor it’s Jenny again, I’m really sorry to disturb you, Mr Kapoor wants to know what are you busy doing tonight that you are unable to attend the party.
Ram listened intently to Jenny’s question and waited eagerly to hear what is wife was up too.
Oh does he now, Priya said sarcastically
Yes mam that’s what he wants to know
Priya thought for a second and then she said, Jenny tell Mr Kapoor , tonight I’ll be busy moving his things into the guest room.
Jenny was taken aback but kept her composure, Ok mam I will do that.
Good bye mam
Bye Jenny have a wonderful day, Priya cut the call. Good she thought to herself let him stew over that.
Jenny put the phone down and Ram impatiently said, what did she say
Looking at Ram hesitantly she said she was going to be busy moving your things into the guestroom.
I see, he said, thinking to himself his hellcat was certainly on a rampage after last night.
Jenny get me the number for the florist and he walked into his office.
While a smile appeared on Jenny’s face thinking these two were fighting. She knew the signs, her boss was clearly not a happy man and judging by Mrs Kapoor’s comment she was right.
She chuckled to herself thinking off Mr Kapoor trying to pacify his wife and making up to her for whatever was going on.
Later that day at Kapoor Mansion
Priya had returned home after finishing her morning classes, she hated the memory of last night and she hated what had gone on in their room and was trying to avoid going in there but Krishnaji was adamant that Priya was not allowed to do anything but rest so she was sent off to her room to do exactly that.
A little while later Bansi Kaka knocked on her opened room door and walked in.
She turned to see him holding a massive white teddy bear that dwarfed him with inflated Balloons around its neck.
Another staff member was carrying a huge Chinese white porcelain bowl with hand painted traditional patterns on it. Arranged in it were almost 10 dozen red roses with beautiful white lilies. This arrangement was worth more than USD5000 it was an expensive arrangement, the price tag of the hand painted porcelain bowl told its own reasons.
While another staff member carried in a basket that had a bow attached in gold organza ribbon, inside it was imported decadent Swiss and Belgian chocolates.
Another staff member brought in a beautifully clear wrapped box filled with every assortment of almonds you could find.
Priya was suprised with what she was looking at,
What is this Bansi Kaka?
Bansi trying to get around the imposing teddy bear to speak to his mistress, said mam these were just delivered for you now.
Judging by the I’m sorry worded on the balloons it was no guesses who they were from
Thank you she said, just leave them here and so the staff set about finding a suitable place to put things down and left.
She watched Bansi kaka turn slightly to give her a reassuring smile and walked out the room.
So did Ram think he was going to send all of this to her and she was just going to forgive and forget. Think again Ram Kapoor.
She walked to the beautiful floral arrangement that was placed on the table. Enhaling the smells of flowers that she loved the most in the world she lightly touched it and found a card inside.
She opened the card to read, (I love my room and I love my wife even more. R)
She placed the card back down picked up her phone and sent him a message.
He was at the hairstylist when his incoming message beeped in.
A smile crossed his face when he saw it was his wife. Well she would have received the flowers by now so maybe she was sending a message to say thanks.
He opened it with an eager anticipation to find the following (I love my room and I don’t like my husband, enjoy your new room P)
He gave a sigh thinking by the sounds of things hellcat was not impressed.
Priya was sitting on her side of the bed, resting on fluffed up pillows and cushions.
Besides her were an array of chocolates and on the other side were the opened box of almonds which she was busy munching into and enjoying while reading the first chapters of fifty shades of Grey.
It was a passionate erotic story revolving around a literature student Anastasia Steel and a successful entrepreneur Christian Grey,
Priya read,
“ you sound like a control freak” the words are out of my mouth before I can stop them.
Oh, I exercise control on all things, Miss Steel
Totally engrossed in her book Ram walked into their room. Hearing the sound of his footsteps she picked up her head and their eyes locked her very own Christian Grey right in front of her.
He walked to her side of the bed and gently sat down on it. He removed her book from her hand and left it on the side table, she didn’t say a word.
He touched her tummy and leaned closer dropping a kiss through her top, talking to his baby but every word meant for his wife.
hello my baby I hope you had a good day in here, he touched her stomach papa is home now and hope you going to be good while mamma and papa get ready for the party.
Priya listened and knew he was sending her a message.
So she said, baby please tell your papa, mama is not going for the party.
Ram heard the words and chose not to listen
Baby please tell mama that papa will take her for her favourite Kulfi treat if she comes to the party.
He looked at his wife , an open box of almonds lying in front of him he reached out to take a few and said I hope these are good and she smacked his hand away, go get your own almonds and leave mine alone.
He smiled and shook his head, so can you please go get ready for the party.
She looked at him irritated and said, did you not get my message
Oh yes I got your message and you still coming to the party
And she said a fat chance of that happening.
He looked at her and said well in that case I’ll have to make alternate arrangements
What alternate arrangements, she said?
Well since you not coming to the party I need to find somebody to go with. Like a brainwave struck his head he said maybe I’ll ask Jenny to come with me.
Priya was not impressed by what he just said, how dare he even think that
He got off the bed and said I’ll just give her a call now.
He got his phone out his pocket and was ready to dial the number.
All he knew his hellcat came from behind and the next thing his phone went flying from his hand she flung it to the floor
With a angered look she said to him, Jenny, like hell and she stormed inside the dressing room
While a sneaky Ram Kapoor knew how to get his wife to go with him to tonight’s function.
he walked to pick up his phone from the floor not even bothered if there were any damages to it in fact she could smash a hundred Iphones he couldn’t care just as long as she came with him tonight.
A little while later he walked out of the bathroom she was in the dressing room wearing a silk wrapped gown sitting in front of the mirror re-arranging her hair into an up style.
He walked to his cupboard and took out his tuxedo and went about silently changing into it, both ignoring each other getting on with their dressing. Fifteen minutes later he was done and looked into the mirror and spoke to his wife, I’ll see you downstairs, I’ll be in my study and he walked out not forgetting to give her a lingering look.
Forty five minutes later Ram walked out of his study they needed to leave and madam here was taking her own sweet time, seriously did she do things to torture him
Walking with an urgency to go hurry up his wife he was just about to climb the first step up when his ears picked up the sound of her tapping heels exiting the room. His hand stilled on the balustrades his eyes stayed focused to the stair while his beautiful wife walked to stand at the top of the stair like a queen looking down at him
Silence permeated the moment, their eyes spoke to each other their mouths closed shut to their words
Priya thought to herself, Ram here you are looking like my hero out of a romance novel, dashingly handsome in your tuxedo, you a sight I want to keep all through my life if only you would let go off your jealousy, if only you would stop controlling me. Her eyes took in his always cleaned shaven face, his hair shorter and gelled evident that he went to his hair stylist today. Every sense told her, her billionaire husband dressed just for her.
While Ram thought, baby how do I tell you how sorry I am, how do I tell you that I love you with every breathe that I breathe, how do I tell you being the mother of my child makes me the happiest man in the world. Here you are looking like the goddess you are, my beautiful Priya I love you baby I’m so sorry that I slapped you. A pang in his heart for what he did but a longing desire for the beautiful vision she was, every sense told him she dressed just for him.
Like the wind carrying his voice to her, his eyes beckoned her to him.
Come to me baby, come to me they spoke to her in silence
Drawn to him she stepped her foot forward, her gold Jimmy Choo heels peeking through, her hand on the balustrades has she walked down like the queen that she was.
Her eyes never leaving the sight of her husband and his eyes never leaving the sight of his wife.
Once again she wore a Natasha Kapoor designer red and black sari. Gold and bronze thread intricately woven to form its pattern. A shimmery gold and bronze blouse fitted her full breast.
The drape of her sari flowing down her left shoulder. Her makeup flawless, highlighted by her kohled mascara eyes it spoke of her alluring beauty.
Each down step she took synchronized with the sound of his heart beat and as she moved closer he removed his hand from the balustrades and allowed her to pass him by. Their eyes never drifting off each other, she smelled of Coco Chanel tantalizing his senses and as she passed him, she smelled his after shave Blue De Chanel creating havoc with her senses.
She walked on and he stood in awe by her swaying hips and the bare skin on her retreating back. A low deep cut blouse clasped together with gold jeweled broach at her mid back. Under his breadth he grunted like a bull struck senseless by his mate.
They walked out of Kapoor Mansion in total silence , their beating hearts creating a s**ual tension that crackled in the air making their way to the Singhania Mansion.
The ballroom was richly decorated with flowers and candles. It was elegant and tasteful to meet fine dining and dancing of the rich wealthy upper class of Mumbai’s high ended business society, most certainly page 3 news in tomorrow’s edition of the newspaper.
The Singhania’s welcomed Ram and Priya most warmly, a very distinguished older couple who were good business associates and a family friend of the Kapoor’s,
It was a social evening that had matched up to every expectation.
Ram didn’t leave Priya’s side silently attentive but neither speaking.
The woman looked at Priya with enviousness, Ram Kapoor was an unusual hero. Apart from being one of India richest men He was handsome devil but slightly on the larger side. He didn’t have a well toned body but nobody cared they drooled anyway he was just every woman’s dream man.
The men looked at Priya with desire, she was an unusual beauty, who had a sultry figure and was red hot in her sari. Ram Kapoor was indeed a lucky man to have her. She was every man’s dream woman.
Both Mr & Mrs Singhani walked to where Ram and Priya were standing talking to other acquaintances.
Ram would you mind giving me a few minutes of your time.
Ram Looked at Mr Singhania and then at Priya
Mrs Singhania taking hold of Priya’s hand said don’t worry about you wife I’m right here with her
A silent look between Ram and Priya, her eyes beckoned for him to stay with her please don’t leave me, and his eyes said baby I’ll be back I promise and off he went with Mr Singhania leaving Priya in the capable hands of their Hostess Mrs Singhania
Priya dear you look absolutely stunning, Priya blushed and said thank you Mrs Singhania
I met your mother-in-law at our woman’s group the other day and she gave me your good news that you pregnant. Congratulations my dear I’m sure you and Ram will make wonderful parents
And so she continued her conversation with Priya but was later interrupted by a head waiter
Sorry mam you needed in the kitchen.
Excuse me my dear it’s seems my work never stops and she left leaving Priya alone away from everyone else.
At the corner of the room a roving eye spotted Priya finally alone he wanted her with every intent, she was his dream, she was everything to him.
Her back was facing him, he walked slowly and purposely towards her his eyes focused on her bare back
Closing in on her his finger touched her skin, she jerked with a shiver as he ran the line down her spine.
He put his hand around her waist pulling her against him.
She was shocked and tried to remove his hands from around her waist
He pulled her closer and against her ear he said
Can I have this dance with you?
No she said, my husband is here
So if your husband is here why can’t you dance with me?
Because he’s a crazy man she said and she removed his hand from her waist and turned to leave.
He stopped her by the pull of his hand their eyes looked at each other.
Well sweetheart Its about time for you to know your husband, and he pulled her to him.
Dance with me
She was in a total trance state has he led her onto the dance floor.
They positioned themselves at the centre, other couples also around.
His left hand touched her lower back, the electric shock sizzled when his hand touched her exposed skin, his right hand clasped hers while her hand lay gently on his shoulder.
The lights dimmed into darkness, the smoke of white cloud hissed out from the flooring the seductive music played with intensity of these two lovers
Mar jawan mar jaawaan, tere ishq per mar jaawan
(Let me die, let me die, for/on your love let me die)
He pulled her closer into him swaying her lightly on her feet, their eyes connected in the darkness
Bheegi bheegi sapno ka jaise khat hai yeh
(This seems like a letter of wet wet dreams)
Haay gili gili chaahat ki jaise lat hai
(This is like addiction of wet wet longing)
The electricity between them could burn this very room, his lips touched hers and both his hands lowered to her buttocks pulling her deeper into him so that she felt him
He deepened their kiss, their tongues mating in a slow passionate dance of their own.
Mar jawan mar jaawaan, tere ishq per mar jaawan
(Let me die, let me die, for/on your love let me die)
And so the passionate music continued and so the lovers clung to each other in their lovers dance.
His lips against her ear, his tongue circling her sensitive lobe, whispering to her he said baby I want to fuck you.
She shivered with his intensity her insides were weakened ready to collapse if he didn’t hold on to her
Let’s go home he said and she lifted her head of his chest and nodded her agreement.
Taking her hands in his they made their excuses to their host and hostess and left with an intention of a s**ual night to shudder the darkness.
And as they walked out to the foyer hand in hand Ram was greeted by a business associate who wanted to have a few words with him.
I’m sorry he said my wife is really tired and I need to get her home, Priya blushed and walked away quietly while Ram continued his very short conversation.
her head was buzzing, her body in need of her husband oh god how will I survive
Not paying tension to where she slowly was walking too, she missed a little step tripping and crashed into a tall body and has he put his hands on her arms to stop her from falling at that exact timing Ram turned in a stilled moment and once again saw his wife in the arms of Nikhil Advani in real.
Kapoor Industries was situated in the heart of Mumbai’s business district. Its modern blue glass circular structure building was indeed one of the most spectacular office buildings in Mumbai holding an empire worth billions. The interior lines were smooth with high tech features showcasing an ultra modern sense of business style.
The man sitting on the top floor, in his beautifully designed office, Ram Kapoor himself.
Sitting across his desk was none other than his very efficient personal assistant, Jenny, who was taking him through his agenda for the day.
She was young and beautiful, dressed in a chic black business suit. Judging by her looks you could see that she could turn the head of any man but her boss had no eyes for her and neither was he affected by her presence. In fact she ran his life down to the finest detail with perfection. He was a demanding boss who expected the best, paid for the best and rewarded the best.
Sir you have a 4 pm appointment with your hairstylist and don’t forget both you and Mrs Kapoor are attending the Singhania Party tonight.
Not concentrating, Ram was deep in thought about his wife, trying figure what the hell she was doing with Nikhil Advani. How did she end up in the papers with him.
His hand still hurt from his bust up with the bastard right here in his office yesterday and to make matters much worse in an explosive confrontation with his wife he regretfully slapped her , chasing after her last night but finally with relief finding her in a hotel room.
This morning he dropped her off at college and she totally ignored him like he wasn’t even there. He knew he fucked up but what the hell he also needed answers too which they hadn’t even discussed because she was not prepared to hear him out.
Jolted by the Singhania name, he sat forward in his chair, Jenny repeat what you just said.
Sir, the Singhania Party is on tonight.
Oh shit, how could he have forgotten?
Running his hands through his hair he was wondering how could they go to the party when both Priya and him were fighting with each other. This was definitely not going to work, they needed to attend together, happily married which of course they were but at the moment they had these issues to deal with and resolve.
Jenny phone and cancel the Singhania party, we won’t be going
The very efficient Jenny said but Sir you can’t cancel, I sent your RSVP almost a month ago and it’s going to be rude to cancel this party just a few hours away. Besides Mr and Mrs Singhania wanted you to attend their function and set the date around your schedule.
Ok Jenny, you right, please call my wife and remind her about the party just in case she also forgot and tell her I will be home by 6 pm.
Yes sir I most certainly will do, and Sir your meeting in the boardroom is about to start in 5 minutes.
Ok then let’s get going, Ram went into the boardroom, while Jenny went to her desk to place the call to the bosses wife, Mrs Priya Ram Kapoor
The phone rang in her ear for about 10 seconds and then the call was answered,
Hello, said the sweet friendly voice of Priya Kapoor
Hello Mrs Kapoor, this is Jenny from the office
Oh hello Jenny, how are you?
Fine Mam, I’m doing just fine she said.
Mam, Mr Kapoor asked me to call you to remind you that you’ll are both attending Mr & Mrs Singhania’s party this evening and he said to tell you he’d be home by 6pm.
Priya listened to what Jenny had to say not impressed that Ram got his secretary to phone her.
So she said, Jenny please tell Mr Kapoor I’m busy tonight so won’t be able to accompany him.
Ok Mam I’ll let him know and she put the phone down and got on with the rest of her duties.
One hour later Ram stopped by her desk, Jenny did you call my wife?
Yes Sir I did.
So what did she say?
she said to tell you that she’s busy tonight and won’t be able to attend.
Ram thought to himself, he leaned on Jenny’s desk and said
Please call her back and tell her that I asked what is she busy doing tonight that she can’t attend the party?
Jenny picked up the phone and dialed the boss’s wife again. After a few rings the call was answered promptly.
Priya picked up the call and said Hello
Hello Mrs Kapoor it’s Jenny again, I’m really sorry to disturb you, Mr Kapoor wants to know what are you busy doing tonight that you are unable to attend the party.
Ram listened intently to Jenny’s question and waited eagerly to hear what is wife was up too.
Oh does he now, Priya said sarcastically
Yes mam that’s what he wants to know
Priya thought for a second and then she said, Jenny tell Mr Kapoor , tonight I’ll be busy moving his things into the guest room.
Jenny was taken aback but kept her composure, Ok mam I will do that.
Good bye mam
Bye Jenny have a wonderful day, Priya cut the call. Good she thought to herself let him stew over that.
Jenny put the phone down and Ram impatiently said, what did she say
Looking at Ram hesitantly she said she was going to be busy moving your things into the guestroom.
I see, he said, thinking to himself his hellcat was certainly on a rampage after last night.
Jenny get me the number for the florist and he walked into his office.
While a smile appeared on Jenny’s face thinking these two were fighting. She knew the signs, her boss was clearly not a happy man and judging by Mrs Kapoor’s comment she was right.
She chuckled to herself thinking off Mr Kapoor trying to pacify his wife and making up to her for whatever was going on.
Later that day at Kapoor Mansion
Priya had returned home after finishing her morning classes, she hated the memory of last night and she hated what had gone on in their room and was trying to avoid going in there but Krishnaji was adamant that Priya was not allowed to do anything but rest so she was sent off to her room to do exactly that.
A little while later Bansi Kaka knocked on her opened room door and walked in.
She turned to see him holding a massive white teddy bear that dwarfed him with inflated Balloons around its neck.
Another staff member was carrying a huge Chinese white porcelain bowl with hand painted traditional patterns on it. Arranged in it were almost 10 dozen red roses with beautiful white lilies. This arrangement was worth more than USD5000 it was an expensive arrangement, the price tag of the hand painted porcelain bowl told its own reasons.
While another staff member carried in a basket that had a bow attached in gold organza ribbon, inside it was imported decadent Swiss and Belgian chocolates.
Another staff member brought in a beautifully clear wrapped box filled with every assortment of almonds you could find.
Priya was suprised with what she was looking at,
What is this Bansi Kaka?
Bansi trying to get around the imposing teddy bear to speak to his mistress, said mam these were just delivered for you now.
Judging by the I’m sorry worded on the balloons it was no guesses who they were from
Thank you she said, just leave them here and so the staff set about finding a suitable place to put things down and left.
She watched Bansi kaka turn slightly to give her a reassuring smile and walked out the room.
So did Ram think he was going to send all of this to her and she was just going to forgive and forget. Think again Ram Kapoor.
She walked to the beautiful floral arrangement that was placed on the table. Enhaling the smells of flowers that she loved the most in the world she lightly touched it and found a card inside.
She opened the card to read, (I love my room and I love my wife even more. R)
She placed the card back down picked up her phone and sent him a message.
He was at the hairstylist when his incoming message beeped in.
A smile crossed his face when he saw it was his wife. Well she would have received the flowers by now so maybe she was sending a message to say thanks.
He opened it with an eager anticipation to find the following (I love my room and I don’t like my husband, enjoy your new room P)
He gave a sigh thinking by the sounds of things hellcat was not impressed.
Priya was sitting on her side of the bed, resting on fluffed up pillows and cushions.
Besides her were an array of chocolates and on the other side were the opened box of almonds which she was busy munching into and enjoying while reading the first chapters of fifty shades of Grey.
It was a passionate erotic story revolving around a literature student Anastasia Steel and a successful entrepreneur Christian Grey,
Priya read,
“ you sound like a control freak” the words are out of my mouth before I can stop them.
Oh, I exercise control on all things, Miss Steel
Totally engrossed in her book Ram walked into their room. Hearing the sound of his footsteps she picked up her head and their eyes locked her very own Christian Grey right in front of her.
He walked to her side of the bed and gently sat down on it. He removed her book from her hand and left it on the side table, she didn’t say a word.
He touched her tummy and leaned closer dropping a kiss through her top, talking to his baby but every word meant for his wife.
hello my baby I hope you had a good day in here, he touched her stomach papa is home now and hope you going to be good while mamma and papa get ready for the party.
Priya listened and knew he was sending her a message.
So she said, baby please tell your papa, mama is not going for the party.
Ram heard the words and chose not to listen
Baby please tell mama that papa will take her for her favourite Kulfi treat if she comes to the party.
He looked at his wife , an open box of almonds lying in front of him he reached out to take a few and said I hope these are good and she smacked his hand away, go get your own almonds and leave mine alone.
He smiled and shook his head, so can you please go get ready for the party.
She looked at him irritated and said, did you not get my message
Oh yes I got your message and you still coming to the party
And she said a fat chance of that happening.
He looked at her and said well in that case I’ll have to make alternate arrangements
What alternate arrangements, she said?
Well since you not coming to the party I need to find somebody to go with. Like a brainwave struck his head he said maybe I’ll ask Jenny to come with me.
Priya was not impressed by what he just said, how dare he even think that
He got off the bed and said I’ll just give her a call now.
He got his phone out his pocket and was ready to dial the number.
All he knew his hellcat came from behind and the next thing his phone went flying from his hand she flung it to the floor
With a angered look she said to him, Jenny, like hell and she stormed inside the dressing room
While a sneaky Ram Kapoor knew how to get his wife to go with him to tonight’s function.
he walked to pick up his phone from the floor not even bothered if there were any damages to it in fact she could smash a hundred Iphones he couldn’t care just as long as she came with him tonight.
A little while later he walked out of the bathroom she was in the dressing room wearing a silk wrapped gown sitting in front of the mirror re-arranging her hair into an up style.
He walked to his cupboard and took out his tuxedo and went about silently changing into it, both ignoring each other getting on with their dressing. Fifteen minutes later he was done and looked into the mirror and spoke to his wife, I’ll see you downstairs, I’ll be in my study and he walked out not forgetting to give her a lingering look.
Forty five minutes later Ram walked out of his study they needed to leave and madam here was taking her own sweet time, seriously did she do things to torture him
Walking with an urgency to go hurry up his wife he was just about to climb the first step up when his ears picked up the sound of her tapping heels exiting the room. His hand stilled on the balustrades his eyes stayed focused to the stair while his beautiful wife walked to stand at the top of the stair like a queen looking down at him
Silence permeated the moment, their eyes spoke to each other their mouths closed shut to their words
Priya thought to herself, Ram here you are looking like my hero out of a romance novel, dashingly handsome in your tuxedo, you a sight I want to keep all through my life if only you would let go off your jealousy, if only you would stop controlling me. Her eyes took in his always cleaned shaven face, his hair shorter and gelled evident that he went to his hair stylist today. Every sense told her, her billionaire husband dressed just for her.
While Ram thought, baby how do I tell you how sorry I am, how do I tell you that I love you with every breathe that I breathe, how do I tell you being the mother of my child makes me the happiest man in the world. Here you are looking like the goddess you are, my beautiful Priya I love you baby I’m so sorry that I slapped you. A pang in his heart for what he did but a longing desire for the beautiful vision she was, every sense told him she dressed just for him.
Like the wind carrying his voice to her, his eyes beckoned her to him.
Come to me baby, come to me they spoke to her in silence
Drawn to him she stepped her foot forward, her gold Jimmy Choo heels peeking through, her hand on the balustrades has she walked down like the queen that she was.
Her eyes never leaving the sight of her husband and his eyes never leaving the sight of his wife.
Once again she wore a Natasha Kapoor designer red and black sari. Gold and bronze thread intricately woven to form its pattern. A shimmery gold and bronze blouse fitted her full breast.
The drape of her sari flowing down her left shoulder. Her makeup flawless, highlighted by her kohled mascara eyes it spoke of her alluring beauty.
Each down step she took synchronized with the sound of his heart beat and as she moved closer he removed his hand from the balustrades and allowed her to pass him by. Their eyes never drifting off each other, she smelled of Coco Chanel tantalizing his senses and as she passed him, she smelled his after shave Blue De Chanel creating havoc with her senses.
She walked on and he stood in awe by her swaying hips and the bare skin on her retreating back. A low deep cut blouse clasped together with gold jeweled broach at her mid back. Under his breadth he grunted like a bull struck senseless by his mate.
They walked out of Kapoor Mansion in total silence , their beating hearts creating a s**ual tension that crackled in the air making their way to the Singhania Mansion.
The ballroom was richly decorated with flowers and candles. It was elegant and tasteful to meet fine dining and dancing of the rich wealthy upper class of Mumbai’s high ended business society, most certainly page 3 news in tomorrow’s edition of the newspaper.
The Singhania’s welcomed Ram and Priya most warmly, a very distinguished older couple who were good business associates and a family friend of the Kapoor’s,
It was a social evening that had matched up to every expectation.
Ram didn’t leave Priya’s side silently attentive but neither speaking.
The woman looked at Priya with enviousness, Ram Kapoor was an unusual hero. Apart from being one of India richest men He was handsome devil but slightly on the larger side. He didn’t have a well toned body but nobody cared they drooled anyway he was just every woman’s dream man.
The men looked at Priya with desire, she was an unusual beauty, who had a sultry figure and was red hot in her sari. Ram Kapoor was indeed a lucky man to have her. She was every man’s dream woman.
Both Mr & Mrs Singhani walked to where Ram and Priya were standing talking to other acquaintances.
Ram would you mind giving me a few minutes of your time.
Ram Looked at Mr Singhania and then at Priya
Mrs Singhania taking hold of Priya’s hand said don’t worry about you wife I’m right here with her
A silent look between Ram and Priya, her eyes beckoned for him to stay with her please don’t leave me, and his eyes said baby I’ll be back I promise and off he went with Mr Singhania leaving Priya in the capable hands of their Hostess Mrs Singhania
Priya dear you look absolutely stunning, Priya blushed and said thank you Mrs Singhania
I met your mother-in-law at our woman’s group the other day and she gave me your good news that you pregnant. Congratulations my dear I’m sure you and Ram will make wonderful parents
And so she continued her conversation with Priya but was later interrupted by a head waiter
Sorry mam you needed in the kitchen.
Excuse me my dear it’s seems my work never stops and she left leaving Priya alone away from everyone else.
At the corner of the room a roving eye spotted Priya finally alone he wanted her with every intent, she was his dream, she was everything to him.
Her back was facing him, he walked slowly and purposely towards her his eyes focused on her bare back
Closing in on her his finger touched her skin, she jerked with a shiver as he ran the line down her spine.
He put his hand around her waist pulling her against him.
She was shocked and tried to remove his hands from around her waist
He pulled her closer and against her ear he said
Can I have this dance with you?
No she said, my husband is here
So if your husband is here why can’t you dance with me?
Because he’s a crazy man she said and she removed his hand from her waist and turned to leave.
He stopped her by the pull of his hand their eyes looked at each other.
Well sweetheart Its about time for you to know your husband, and he pulled her to him.
Dance with me
She was in a total trance state has he led her onto the dance floor.
They positioned themselves at the centre, other couples also around.
His left hand touched her lower back, the electric shock sizzled when his hand touched her exposed skin, his right hand clasped hers while her hand lay gently on his shoulder.
The lights dimmed into darkness, the smoke of white cloud hissed out from the flooring the seductive music played with intensity of these two lovers
Mar jawan mar jaawaan, tere ishq per mar jaawan
(Let me die, let me die, for/on your love let me die)
He pulled her closer into him swaying her lightly on her feet, their eyes connected in the darkness
Bheegi bheegi sapno ka jaise khat hai yeh
(This seems like a letter of wet wet dreams)
Haay gili gili chaahat ki jaise lat hai
(This is like addiction of wet wet longing)
The electricity between them could burn this very room, his lips touched hers and both his hands lowered to her buttocks pulling her deeper into him so that she felt him
He deepened their kiss, their tongues mating in a slow passionate dance of their own.
Mar jawan mar jaawaan, tere ishq per mar jaawan
(Let me die, let me die, for/on your love let me die)
And so the passionate music continued and so the lovers clung to each other in their lovers dance.
His lips against her ear, his tongue circling her sensitive lobe, whispering to her he said baby I want to fuck you.
She shivered with his intensity her insides were weakened ready to collapse if he didn’t hold on to her
Let’s go home he said and she lifted her head of his chest and nodded her agreement.
Taking her hands in his they made their excuses to their host and hostess and left with an intention of a s**ual night to shudder the darkness.
And as they walked out to the foyer hand in hand Ram was greeted by a business associate who wanted to have a few words with him.
I’m sorry he said my wife is really tired and I need to get her home, Priya blushed and walked away quietly while Ram continued his very short conversation.
her head was buzzing, her body in need of her husband oh god how will I survive
Not paying tension to where she slowly was walking too, she missed a little step tripping and crashed into a tall body and has he put his hands on her arms to stop her from falling at that exact timing Ram turned in a stilled moment and once again saw his wife in the arms of Nikhil Advani in real.
Nice effort to manofy his princess but I guess it will be jeopardized again, why the hell N A come crashing in RaYa life
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