She makes me melt

Chapter 4

Smith went into his room while gazing at her. He sat infront of the laptop as he had to finish his work. While she was also being there for long time, Vignesh mumbled.

She turned to his side and unplastered his mouth. “ What man….???” asked vexatiously.

“Sorry man… Despite being here, I couldn’t even stop him from biting your mouth” he replied.

"Leave it. How long can we be here like this???” She asked uncertainly.

He was shocked to see her for not shedding a single drop of tear. “A strange English man has kissed you. Don’t you panic a bit even??” questioned her.

“If I cry, will he leave me???? Won’t he right???” laid on the chair closing her eyes for some time. She did not even know what she was feeling inside. Amidst the mixed feelings, she felt some pain in the edge of her heart. She fell asleep leaning on her chair.

At night, she had her dinner in a detestable manner. Smith was in his room and the food was brought to him. At about 11’o clock, guards went for sleeping after locking up Vignesh’s hands with Sofa.  He was again plastered to refrain from his nonstop blabbering. He was exhausted and slept. Vani was sleeping next to him.  At that time, Smith came out and was leering her from top to bottom who was sleeping in a dim light.

Everyone was aware about his arrival but didn’t say a word. He lifted her in his arms. She was dumbstruck. “It’s me only..” he rubbed his lips on her ears. Vignesh woke up in Vani’s muttering. But what only he could watch was Smith carrying her to his room. He couldn’t even speak as he was locked and plastered as well. She was palpitated due to the gentle caress by his lips on her earlobe. “Please leave me Smith..!!” she screamed. Being inattentive to her words, he shut the door with his leg and put her in the bed.  She was appalling and slurred, “Smith, this is not fair.” He sat on the bed pulling up the armcut over his head and pecked on her lips saying “I need you..” she was also trying to control her feeling over him since he kissed her.

But he was arising her emotions again and again. She was wordless as she was hitched up with his husky voice and gentle kiss. He took her silence as consent and started to seduce by undressing her.  She neither denied him nor hugged. While kissing on her neck, he noticed that she was wearing ‘Thali’ (A sacred yellow rope which married hindu women wear). He put all his weight on her body and pulled the ‘Thali’ out.

“Are you still wearing it?”  he queried. “My husband tied this. Will be wearing till my last breath.” she answered.

He shook his head both sides boringly that made her disheartened. She rose up and kissed him on his lips whom was thinking some memories and about to get up leaving her. With her single deep kiss, he was flabbergasted and recouped his emotions which were deprived by her words. He drowned into her by locking his lips with hers.

He was born and brought up in Western world. According to his culture, she was nonentity and temporary for him. On the other hand, He was one and only everlasting husband for her. Although she controlled her feelings towards him initially, they were flowed over the bounds in his gentle touches. She imprinted her nails on his back and that was their intimacy after a long gap of separation.

She accepted his fondlings with his lips and hands contentedly. Finally she ended up reposing on his chest. After a long heavy three years, she slept serenely being cuddled in his arms. He had come to revive her numb emotions. Whereas Smith lost his sleep and he was holding up the ‘Thali’.

He couldn’t understand her. He indulged in reminiscing the days with her.

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Three years back….

It was dawning pleasantly amidst the hilarity of girls in that ladies hostel.

Vani woke up from the bed and getting ready as fast as lightning. Seeing her tension, her friend Venuka asked, “Why are you rushing like this??”

“CEO of our consultancy Mr.William Smith is coming today. He is a business tycoon. So, Manager urged us to come early. He is going to stay here for one month as he has got a huge business project here.” Vani replied. “You are in Media and Marketing section right??? So what’s the need to hurry??” Venuka inquired. “That’s what important man…. I want to take photos of his arrival and publish to the News. Then only we can do Marketing.”  Vani darted with her hand bag while uttering Venuka. Vani had no relatives of her own.

She was raised in an orphanage. She studied in a donation and got through the exams with best results. So, she was afforded with a job in Smith Consultancy. She joined in Media branch who was interested in Media Journalism. Unfortunately, her working place was situated far away from her orphanage.

So she was in a compulsion of staying in a ladies hostel. After reaching her office by bus, in order to welcome Mr. Smith, she hastened inside and registered her presence in the fingerprint machine while asking to the camera man, “Is everything ready??” That place had beed decked up to welcome the great entrepreneur. While everyone was exuberant, a black Audi entered into the premises acceleratedly. Smith got off the car wearing black coat suit, Sunglasses on his eyes and Bluetooth on his ears.

The whitish handsome hunk’s six feet height showed his daily workouts and his young-looking appearance conveyed that he was in his late twenties. Everyone couldn’t be more surprised than thinking of his achievements at this young age.  Right after getting down, he came straight to the entrance. When Manager tried to put on the flower garland, he refused and went inside stating, “I don’t like these formalities.” Although they already had known about his cut and dried talk, his misregard towards their arrangements made them displeasing. But no one dared to go against him. They followed him silently. 

The camera man said to Vani, “I was able to take this only” and showed a photograph in which Smith was shoving the garland.  “No.. we can’t publish this. We can take when he is in the room.”she answered with disapproval and followed Smith with him. After Smith sitting on the chair in his room, Vani gestured the camera man to take photos. He did so. Soon after the camera had flashed on his face, he turned to their side shouting aggressively “What the hell…...!”

He couldn’t even digest when someone went agaist him.

That photographer was shuddering when he heard his roaring. Smith filliped at him called, “Come here..”. He went towards him and Smith took over his camera from his neck and bellowed, “Leave!!!” and started to sign on papers. The photographer was debilitated and Vani was shell-shocked and felt guilty as she was the reason behind for losing out his camera.

Soon after signing all the documents, Smith stood up and started to speak, “Good morning Ladies and Gentlemen!! I know Tamil well. So, I’ll speak in Tamil.”

Everyone was stunned and lit up. He continued, “ I am not interested in this welcoming ceremony so and so… Just prove yourself in your work. That’s a great thing for me.“ Concluded with, “Okay Nice to meet you. Now you may go.” The crowd dispersed.  The photographer nagged Vani “Give me my camera from him Vani...?” She asked, “How can I…?” paused for some time and continued, “ Okay, you go. I will bring camera from him by hook or by crook.”

Vani, who was standing aside, was left over after all exited.  Smith noticed her and inquired austerely, “What…?” “Camera...!” She mumbled.  Again he, “Is that yours?” She dragged, “Nop, that’s my friend’s camera. But, I only told him to take pictures to publish in Newspaper.” He gave the Camera by saying grimly, “I don’t like these Marketings. Understand???” She received it and questioned, “I have a doubt sir.” He was astounded to see a girl speaking boldly in front of him. But he glared at her and asked, “What??” “If you are not interested in Marketing, then why is Media and Marketing branch here..?”

quered without any fear. He was stroking his chin while his eyes surveyed her.

He was in a bombshell as a girl confronted him at his face for the first time. So, he wanted to grill her for what she spoke. “Well.. Now onwards, you are my Media Advertiser for one month. You want to write an article by clicking all my activities. Only you… Never bring your colleagues to accompany you.  Understand???” He commanded. She was confounded and goggled. “Sir..!!!!” “Tell me yes or no” yelled in forbidding way.  She replied hastily “Yes..” because of a fear of getting fired if she denied.