THE PASSIONATE EGO

12: MISTAKE?

NOTE: Major 16+ content ahead. Read at your own risk.

Nandini had thought that a good night sleep would make her heart calm and her subconscious stop from feeling the jittery feeling, but the fact that she almost kissed Manik in the spirit of her game was not letting her sleep but eventually after alot of twisting and turning in bed she did. The sun rays kissed her face as soon as they got a chance to escape through the curtains, blocking them out from her view nandini dejectedly turned on the other side, eyes closed still wanting to sleep more when her hand came in contact with a solid rock, the surface felt smooth yet hard, roaming her hands around she felt odd, not a odd feel wala odd but a what is this kinda odd. Slowly opening her eyes she saw the most glorious and the handsome face that had been keeping her up the entire last night smile to her, in return she passed the smile and leaned in forward grasping herself in his arms. Manik's hands moved up and down her thighs slowly making their way up to her waist and then her neck pushing away the strands of hair that fell on her face.Nandini could feel herself puddle down beside him and the feeling increased to it's maximum when she was flipped down beneath him. Her breathe racing up and down while their faces inches apart. His lips slightly parted moved up and from her chip to her temple planting a soft kiss there. Did she wanted more? of-course she did. A husky voice escaped those sexy lips and he spoke

Manik: What are you dreaming about?

Waking nandini up by a jolt.

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This next morning was it's usual self, no voices as always, everything quite but today it seemed alot quieter than the past days to Nandini. Last nights acquaintance kept coming back to her mind, though it was just a game, she did remind that to herself every now and then but that touch. The touch definitely meant something more than a game to her, the way his hands moved up and down her waist at every inch deduction of space between them.

Manik had been a player for the most of his life and this was definitely an everyday parade for him and also even nandini had a few flings in her life but after "HIM" she had never wanted to touch a guy like that until now. The morning sent shiver down her spine thinking of the dream she just had. She was dreaming about the monster she never wanted to be with, she disliked with all her heart. Her head definitely needed some clearance and that was only possible with a good warm shower and definitely some fresh clothes. She hopped down the bed once she checked all her mails and texts, most of the mails were from a few clients or office while the texts were of her friends wanting to know her whereabouts, whether she was fine and that they missed her, aw, girl besties are the best.

After a good hot shower she came out all dressed ready to leave for breakfast hoping that she don't bump into THE HOT AND SEXY DREAMBOY MALHOTRA. Did she just called him that. Ouch.

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Manik had done much worse that a kiss with girls, late night parties with flings had always been his work and passion. Last night events were no good to him, he had to take a good 30 mins cold shower to get her thoughts out of his head, that girl was definitely doing something to him, something he never wanted happen to his life ever. CONTROL. Manik had always been the dominant one in all his flings and scraps he had with girls, if he wanted somthing he would get that by hook or by crook, of-course he had never forced anybody into anything because he never had to, girls had always openened themselves out to him. Always been desperate to get inside his pants but Nandini. Even her name could freeze his whole body. He wanted her yes. But everyday this wanting her feeling was getting on another wrong track. He wanted her for lust at start but now it was not all just about that. Waking up the first thing in the morning he felt was to watch her face, right beside him but he was no lover boy, he was The Manik Malhotra, a player and this phase needed to get right back on track. Avoiding nandini for today was up the first thing on his to do list, after last night and knowing her enough he knew even she will maintain her distance and it was needed specially when he had to set up his mind back from wanting to have her in his arms to getting her inside his bed. He wasn't just gonna give up. So that is what he did, got up early ( as if he got any sleep) got ready and zoomed out to his office.

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Nandini had been busy the entire day editing her interview videos and writing content when her fingers led her mouse cursor to that one video she hasn't yet seen or specifically ignore. It was his interview, Manik's interview, when she took it she thought she was done for him for ever but looking at the scenario now she was practically sitting inside her mansion on one of his room's bed. That day was supposedly the worst day of her life , the minute she had laid eyes on him she knew she hated him, his attitude, his work technically everything about him. He was just so annoying being the Casanova that he was. But as she got to know him further and further with the trip, living at his house since the past 4 days, it was as if he had sides like a coin, not knowing when he would flip. Shrugging her head to keep the thoughts of she closed that video resuming back to work. Enough thoughts about the jerk for today. Only if it things could get over so damn easily.

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It was really late when Manik had left office, he had purposely done so as to avoid meeting nandini, he still can not get her out of his f*****g mind. Only one place was there in this entire world that could get him off from her. Pulling out his blazer from his torso he rolled up his sleeps pulling out the shirt. He walked inside the place he always confided into, his friends BAR. This place held all kinds of memories for him. He had met "HER" here and he can forget everything here only. Grabbing up a drink he gulped it down in one go. It was not the week end the next day so he knew how much to drink so as to survive no headache tomorrow at the meeting when a girl walked up to him. Her clothes let's say were super revealing. Manik thought why would she even wear them it wasn't;t as if they covered anything.

Girl: drink?

Manik: no thanks

Girl: upset?

Manik: none of your concern

Girl: I should be the one getting angry at you it's been days that we met and you dropped coming here.

Manik: it is because unlike you I have work to do Kiara.

Kiara: rude but I have always liked it. So is that work a girl?

Manik: f**k you Kiara.

Kiara: yes please Manik.

And the next thing Manik pulled her out from the crowd into a secluded corner, pinning her to the wall he went down to her neck for rough kisses almost tearing her clothes apart.

Kiara: relax my boy you are in a hurry today

Manik: I need to get her out of my mind so shut up and f**k me.

Kiara: gladly.

She tried unbuttoning his shirt but was failing real mad as Manik kept switching sides of her neck almost bruising them so she went in for the pants.

That froze Manik up, this was very unlikely to him any other day he would take pleasure and f**k the mind out of Kiara but today something stopped him. He pushed her aside.

Manik: I can't do this today

Kiara: Manik whats wrong we've done this before it would get your mind off

Manik: you don't understand this she can't go off.

Manik grabbed his cell phone that had fallen down amid-st the heated make out session and stormed out. No girl had ever had a chance with him for more than one night but Kiara had been different, they had been friend and when they had met 3 years ago, they had hit it off quite well and been friends and support system since then, though the f**k up had continued because none mind.

Manik drove back home and thankfully it was late and all the workers had gone back to sleep so he just went straight to his room not looking much around hiding away from nandini.

2 a.m at night and Nandini had an urge to eat, it was not that she had not had a good meal a few hours ago but who doesn't crave for food this late, just girl things. Walking down she searched the fridge and found nothing. The utensils rattled as she opened each cupboard to fin a cookie or anything but much to her dismay she found nothing when she heard a slight cough turning back she found Manik leaning against the kitchen wall looking intensely at her.

Manik: looking for something/

Nandini: just a snack. You still up?

Last nights event were still fresh in her mind so she just couldn't look directly into her eyes so she chose to look at the floor

Manik: came back home 30 mins back heard some sound here so came in to just check.

Nandini: sorry I woke you up I was just.

Manik: no issues did you find anything.

Nandini: no it's all empty in here and I am definitely not a good chef. I'll just order or sleep like that.

Manik: you like pancakes?

Nandini: ya but how are we-

She stopped mid sentence as Manik swept past her collecting the ingredients that he did.

Nandini: you can cook?

Manik: not much just slight snacks or breakfast things.

Nandini: that's great I wasn't aware.

Manik: you don't know alot many things miss nandini.

Nandini: okay so let me help you.

Manik: you can mix this batter , till then ill just heat the pan

Nandini tried mixing the batter but it was a little thick and kind of getting all over the place. Manik came behind her leading her hand to the clockwise direction helping her to mix

Manik: you just move your hands slowly.

They were so close that it was difficult for nandini to resist him, he just had his shower so the water dripping from his hairs didn't help her either. She looked back at him in the same position and their eyes met. They had some kind of intensity in them, and they were attracting her to move closer to him, don't know what came into her but she moved onto her tips trying to match his height and met her lips with his.

She kissed him, pushing him back against the ground, and then kissed him some more for good measure. His hands came up and under the back of her shirt, clever fingers sliding over her ribs. He looked obscene and filthy and gorgeous with his jeans undone and pushed low on his hips. With her hands splayed over her stomach and his hips canted towards her. It was some greater urge for touch that took over them, the pancake long forgotten.His other hand found her cheek, his thumb brushing the corner of her mouth. They parted ways soon realizing what they had done. Was it right? Nobody cared. Manik looked deep into her eyes looking out for some kind of assurance, he never did that but when he found it.

If you want me to stop, tell me now," he whispered. When she still said nothing, he brushed his mouth against the hollow of her temple. "Or now." He traced the line of her cheekbone. "Or now." His lips were against hers.

"Or—"

But she had reached up and pulled him down to her, and the rest of his words were lost against her mouth. He bent back her head across his arm and kissed her, softly at first, and then with a swift gradation of intensity that made her cling to him as the only solid thing in a dizzy swaying world. His insistent mouth was parting her shaking lips, sending wild tremors along her nerves, evoking from her sensations she had never known she was capable of feeling. And before a swimming giddiness spun her round and round, she knew that she was kissing him back. Manik held nandini with utmost care, pulling her up on the kitchen counter making her comfortable so she was not hanging. Her shirt buttons opened down to mid giving him space to explore the deep parts of her neck. Hogging her on him like a monkey he took nandini to his room carefully putting down on his bed, he slid inside the sheets pulling his closer to her he planted a soft kiss on her temple and soon they drifted off to sleep. Finally a goodnight sleep to the both of them after ages.