Silk

CHAPTER 2

Her sneakers clicked on the floor, she was really late but a thing was important and has to be done before anything. She walked to the first most floor, her smile bright like any sunshine day and her eyes dazzling like any flame. She was always an optimist. It was like she was born with this ability.

"Good Morning People!!" Her voice boomed in the room and laughter were followed after it.

A cup of tea was important and her hubby was too but the smile of people around her and that too where reason was she was something which made her feel lively and content of what she was.

"Oh-oh!" She voiced out the hoot as the well-dressed kids sat on the floor.

"All the best people, I am late otherwise I would have chirped more."She said her hands which held the cloth bag pushed it to Rita another caretaker there.

"Distribute it, my apology to them." She said.

"Madam, a new baby girl was adopted under the supervision of Neetu,"Rita said taking the bag full of chocolates.

"Good, I will be visiting her today."She said.

Her heart was aching and it was a shame it ached at least twice or thrice a month when a girl child was left behind in reputed hospitals and she was glad she was there to take care of them but what about the girls who were killed or left behind in any other places.

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"I am so sorry, I hope you had good breakfast."She smiled softly and the clients nodded. She was not late but she was exactly on time which impressed the clients.

"I hope you guys are doing good."She smiled as she started a conversation while her employees started the presentation.

"Yes, thank you."The Chinese accent made her smile.

"Okay, Hung Ya! I am glad we were given an opportunity to design one of the largest galleries in China and to arrange the party, here we made certain designs and we need your approval on that. I hope you guys like it." She smiled as her employee started the presentation.

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"Ah! Finally!" She exclaimed after like a whole day, she was extremely tired after greeting, attending and finally sending the clients back to their country. It was like she was going on some holiday after so long. She was happy with everything and somewhere knew that she was going to get the deal and she was going to work her ass off for this very work of hers.

She rolled the pen under her thumb, her eyes stopping on the frame which had her picture with her hubby. His perky and cocky face wanted her to slap him in the face and yell at him

"Could you please f*****g smile for once?"

She looked at herself and smiled brightly.

"Ah! I always look good"

They were dressed in a traditional outfit, it was one of his cousin's wedding and how much she wished he would have held her by her waist willingly and publically but indeed it was an order from her mother-in-law to get a picture clicked because they look like two 'Love Doe' as she quoted.

The greenish light of her mobile woke up like any light which would blink in every five minutes but the name on the screen gave her little heart attack and she can't help but be nervous.

Why would he call me?

"Hello, Rehan?" Her voice concerned because she remembered him calling last time in the daytime when his deary elder sister had a baby and they both were needed in the hospital.

"Uh! Actually, it's Spriha." The feminine and a familiar voice urged her to yell at the person on the other side.

'Would I be remarked jealous if I question why the hell that freaking woman is calling with my hubby's mobile?'

"Yes, Spriha! How may I help you?"

"Actually Rehan asked you to arrange a small gathering at your penthouse since we had a great victory over the deal."

"Okay, it will be done."

"Good!" Spriha chirped and hung up.

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He narrowed his eyes at Spriha, the lady sitting crossed leg in front of him clad in a black outfit which was really inappropriate for any formal serious meeting. Her hair opened and bounced on her shoulders which were exposed to everyone.

He remembers her suggesting that they should call his wife and ask her or better to express order her to arrange a party and she herself called his wife and said he asked her to arrange when it was the total different case.

"I so hate this girl."He thought to himself.

"Good!" Spriha chirped and hung the mobile. Her nails which were painted red scratched her lower lip as she smiled seductively towards him.

"Hey!" Dhruv said his biceps leaned on the door. He winked at his girlfriend, Spriha who dropped her seductive smile and pushed herself off the chair walking to Dhruv.

"It is done." She said to Dhruv.

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"Ma'am I thought you are going to take off." Her assistant said once she asked her to send some helpers to help in decorating her house.

"I planned so, but things don't always go with the plans. Do they?" She smiled sadly as she picked her handbag. She planned how she is going to get a day off with weekend and would curl into a ball and would sleep all day but here the party has to knock their door.

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Her brown and black hair was pulled into a small bun, her cheeks bright with small makeup and lips red with that damn colour which she made fun lately in her childhood.

She pushed black pearl earrings inside the piercing and her front was covered with black silk cloth above which she was supposed to wear a gown.

The voice of bell pulled her as she hurriedly applied the cream on her palms and with a nervousness called her helpers to open the door.

Every time, every single second she was affected by his presence, and he was here. She was going to pull her gown above her body when the door was knocked harshly.

"Just a minute." She called out softly.

"Doesn't matter I am going to undo what you are doing, Ruhi!" His voice calm and dangerously cool. She fluttered red like any red rose and pulled a pyjama above her butt rather than gown afraid that he might tear it in hurry.

"I was about to be done."She apologized.

"Oh! Shut up."He said as he banged the door with her back and held her waist raising her up on the door. Her back collided with cold wooden door and her eyes on his. She softly stood on his feet as he caressed her cheeks. Her single or double strands were around his finger when he softly caressed his lips with her red coloured petals.

Their breath stopped, and a heartbeat was locked, she took his lips into her dominant hold but would he ever allow her to be the oppressor? He bit her lower lips and sucked every bit of her mouth. She smiled softly and took hold of his grey shirt. She allowed him to kiss her to the point where her mind will go numb, her heart would literally stop, her knees would go weak and she would drip like anything.

His hand dropped down near her breasts from her cheeks and pulled her black silk cloth, His hands were about to pull the cloth away allowing him to see a fascinating thing in her, but she pulled back from the heartwarming and exploding kiss gaining his attention.

Her left palm on his hand which was about to pull her cloth and her right palm on his cheeks. She rubbed his cheeks which had a small beard and smiled at him.

"We have guests to attend." Her voice small and content. He nodded leaving her cloth to her palm and pecked her lips once before stepping away.

"I will take a shower." He said and she nodded, her cheeks red and lips were swollen as she pinned her cloth back to place.

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His sweats and dirt were washed away as he opened a warm soft water to run over his naked body. He rested his palms on glass wall as he learned with the support of biceps.

Her brown skin with her doe-like eyes warmed his heart. Her lips when curled into a smile she was one of the most beautiful girls in the world. He could not understand if this was love or anything. Was this feeling was there just because she was there beside him since last ten months or is it because she is physically and mentally beautiful.

He really could not make out what was in her which pulled him towards her.He knew she loves him but he can't admit it to her when he himself doesn't know whether he does it particularly or not.

"All I know is that she is f*****g driving me crazy!" He muttered as he switched off the shower.

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He pulled his pants above his butt and tightened his tie. He was ready with his hair left to be combed. He walked to the dressing table and narrowed his eyes at the small wrapped gift. He opened it and it was another newly launched watch which he ordered a day before but he guesses he had to cancel it now.

He picked up the yellow note which was folded and a smile crossed his face seeing and knowing what it was.

' Dear Mr Malhotra, I am so proud to be a wife of a successful businessman. Oh! I so hope everytime you touch new height I would be the one to arrange a party for you.

Congratulations!

Your dearest wife!

Ruhi'