A Fortuitous Night (With A Stranger)

Room no. 8024

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The hotel in which this meeting is going to happen is one of the hotels owned by Hayal's family. So, as the CEO and the owner's granddaughter, Hayal has to be present there in person to check the arrangements for the event. While Hayal is on her way to check the conference room, she sees a few people walking around in the hotel and is reminded of a familiar face.

It seems Hayal has seen someone in the hotel, whom she hasn't been expecting to see. Hayal right away asks the hotel staff accompanying her for the guest list of those who have had checked in for the past three days. Hayal after going through the guest list, is slightly disappointed. Hayal ignores everything and continues the inspection.

After checking all the arrangements, Hayal is about to leave the hotel when she gets a similar feeling that she has felt while checking the conference room i.e., she has seen someone in the hotel whom she hasn’t been expecting.

Though Hayal has her next appointment waiting, she decides not to let this go and asks the staff to show her the CCTV recording for the day. After watching the CCTV recording, Hayal confirms that the feeling she has been having of seeing a familiar face is not at all wrong. This familiar face is no one other than the woman Hayal has been waiting for i.e., Anisha Chauhan. This is the same woman who left Hayal three years ago in that motel room in Nepal without even saying goodbye. After checking for some time Hayal finds that Anisha is living in room no. 8024 of the hotel, booked under a different name... Miss Park Na Bi.

Hayal without even thinking for a split-second, rushes to the elevator and presses the button for the eighth floor. Hayal can’t wait to see Anisha as she has plenty of questions that need answers and only Anisha can give those answers.

Here, on the other side, the bell rings, and Anisha opens the door for the room service. As the hotel staff brings in the food trolley, he asks, "Does Miss Park need anything else?"

"No, thank you."

"I hope you enjoy your meal, ma'am. If you still need anything, you can dial number 9 on the intercom for reception. Have a great day, ma'am."

When the hotel staff is out of the room, Aisha pushes the door to close it. But, someone from the outside pushes it open again to get inside the room. Anisha turns to see and it's Hayal, her one-night stand from 3 years back. Hayal holds Anisha by her shoulders and pushes her inside the room while closing the door with a back-kick. Hayal further pushes Anisha to the wall and starts to kiss her forcefully.

"What are yo...u doing... Ummm... Argh... Sto...p Hayal... Ouch... Please stop."

Anisha is trying her best to push Hayal, but Anisha's strength is not good enough to avoid Hayal's resentment, desperation, and most importantly anger. A few moments later, Anisha stops resisting and pushing Hayal away as she can see that Hayal is crying. Hayal has tears in her eyes. Anisha starts to kiss Hayal back and when Hayal notices this, she backs off.

"No, no, no... You can't have it just by this... No, you can't..."

Hayal wipes her tears and her tone now changes to an angry one while she holds Anisha's face by her jaw and clenches it, going like, "Do you know how much I missed you? After that night, I couldn't sleep with any guy or girl. No matter who the person I was with, I would always end up craving your touch... your smell."

Hayal is still holding Anisha's face by her hand and so, now, she pulls Anisha closer and presses her nose into Anisha's hair to smell her, going like. "Oh! god. Do you even know how intoxicating this smell is? Do you even have the faintest idea of how much I have longed to smell it again?"

Anisha gets herself free of Hayal's grip and warns her, "Being the hotel owner, you can't do this to your guest.”

Hayal starts to laugh. "Oh! Really?" Hayal takes a few steps forward, toward Anisha and Anisha keeps moving backward until she is pressing against the wall.

"So, Miss… distinguished guest, I didn't catch a name. What should I call you? Ms. Rosé Tonkins or Ms. Alexandra Semak?... Or the name you told me 3 years back. What was that? Oh! yes, Ms. Anisha Chauhan... Oh! wait, I have even a better one, Ms. Park Na Bi, the one that you used to book this room."

"How do you..."

Hayal completes Anisha’s question by saying, "How do I know all these names?... Well, Anisha, 3 years back when I went to your motel room to get you some clean clothes, I saw your multiple passports with different names. I can't forget your smell, your touch, so how can I forget your various names, Miss Park Na Bi."

"Hayal, you can't pry on a guest's private information for personal gains."

"Oh-wow!... What now?... Pry on information? Isn't it a bit dubious coming from you? Huh?"

Hayal and Anisha are standing so close to each other that even air has difficulty finding a way to pass through them. Having a conversation like this with Anisha is not just overwhelming, but is also giving a reason for Hayal to finally breathe freely. It seems like these three years must have been very suffocating for Hayal as she hasn’t forgotten the night she spent with Anisha in that motel room in Kathmandu, Nepal, and is still living in that memory.

Anisha slightly pushes Hayal and asks, "Isn't it a bit suffocating?"

Hayal scoffs in pain and hurt. "Really, Anisha? Do you find this suffocating? I'll tell you what is suffocating."

Hayal pulls out her wallet from her coat's inner pocket. And then, Hayal takes out a blue sticker note from the wallet that has been laminated. While showing it to Anisha, Hayal goes like, "See this, Anisha. It's the same, you sent me with the breakfast in that motel room, three years ago in Nepal. I still, keep it and even got it laminated because I didn't know when I would see you again or would I ever see you again. This is suffocation… when I see this every morning in the hope that maybe today is the last day when I have to look at it and I can finally find you."

Hayal then pulls out her phone and shows her wallpaper to Anisha. It's a photograph of Anisha’s back that Hayal has clicked at the sunrise point without letting Anisha know.

"This is suffocation. Not being able to see your face despite wanting it so much."

Hayal realizes that she is being a bit too much, so she takes it down a bit and calms herself before asking, "You told me if we ever meet again, I can ask you and you'll answer."

"What? (Suddenly, Anisha remembers and says,) Oh! You mean my s****l orientation, right?"

"Yes."

"Okay, fine. Well... I don't know. Whatever sort of relations I had were all work-related, whether it was guys or girls. So, I don't know how exactly I feel."

"What sort of work are you into?... As much as I can understand it’s kinda one which obviously needs you to change identities frequently, so what is it?"

Anisha says nothing and stands mum. Hayal sighs in frustration. "Fair enough. So, you can't talk about your work. How about, have you ever been in love with someone or did you ever fall and love with anyone?"

"Yes, a man. He was supposed to be my cover, but I fell in love with him and had a kid… a beautiful brown-eyed boy."

"Was it before me?... I mean… were they with you when we met three years back?"

"No, Hayal. They weren't"

"Are they still in the picture?"

"No, they were brutally murdered right in front of me."

Anisha has tears in her eyes while saying this. Though it has nothing to do with Hayal, she feels a prickling pain in her chest as if she can't see Anisha in pain. Hayal pulls Anisha into a hug. A few moments later, Hayal can hear Anisha grinning and so, Hayal separates from her. Anisha then starts to laugh and clap, saying, "How stupid can you be to trust my lousy fabricated sob story? You are such an emotional fool, Hayal."

This infuriates Hayal so much so that she pushes Anisha to bed. Further, Hayal pounces onto the bed, sitting next to Anisha, and then strangles Anisha’s throat.

Hayal is clenching her teeth in rage and snaps, "Yes, I am an emotional fool who fell for you... who has been waiting for you."

Because of the pressure on her neck, Anisha starts to cough as she can't breathe properly. Hayal immediately lets go of Anisha saying sorry to her. Anisha chuckles while lying on the bed and asks, "How gullible of you, Hayal to fall for a person with whom you had nothing, but a one-night stand?"

Anisha keeps lying on the bed. Hayal who is now sitting on the bed with her back facing Anisha, starts to talk.

"I don't know how, but my body only recognizes your touch. After that night, I spent months looking for you. I even joined my family business so that I can use better resources to find you. (Hayal laughs before saying,) You won't believe it, every single day, my grandfather thanks the person who made me work so diligently. Well, after six-seven more months, my patience started to wear off little by little when there was no lead. I started going to bars and pubs every night, finding one or the other guy or even a girl to spend the night with. Sometimes, I would even lash out at them and often throw them out of the room in the middle of the night, complaining they didn't even know anything about s*x. Actually, it wasn't their fault. It was me. I was looking for your touch and wanted to feel the same you made me feel."

Anisha sits up and holds Hayal by her waist from behind and places her head on Hayal's shoulder. "Aww. So sweet... But, life isn't a Korean or Chinese drama, love... that you would develop feelings for someone with whom you share nothing... I mean, for a fact, it was all just physical… only s*x, at least for me."

Hayal pushes Anisha back by shrugging off her shoulder and unlocking Anisha's hands that have been wrapped around Hayal's waist, going like, "Stop mocking me."

Once again, Anisha lies on the bed facing Hayal’s back. Hayal is raging with anger and disgust and while feeling these emotions, she further says to Anisha, "Fine... I agree... It was all physical. Then shouldn't we do something 'physical' as we are already here in bed? It would only be fair if we use this hotel room judiciously, right? And, this time around, I can even pay you... for your service."

Anisha cachinnates before asking, "Can you really afford me, Miss Businesswoman?"

"Yeah, name it... Anything up to this hotel. You name it and you'll have it."

"Well, I'll ask for that later. First, let me provide you with 'my service'. Any specific conditions my dearest customer, Miss Hayal Erçel."

"Yes, just one. Please refrain from touching or kissing my neck and face especially my lips. They are reserved for someone who can actually love me."

"Okay, fair enough."

Anisha pushes Hayal off the bed to make her stand. Anisha then gets out of bed and starts undressing Hayal. She pulls Hayal's blazer down her shoulders and then reaches the topmost button of Hayal’s shirt to unbutton it. Hayal right away swats Anisha's hand and unbuttons the top two buttons of her shirt by herself. "Not the neck, Anisha."

"Okay, okay." Anisha gets back to work and starts undressing Hayal. Now, Hayal is standing in her lingerie. Anisha playfully takes out a small jackknife from her purse and clicks it open.

"I hope you are capable enough to arrange a pair of undies in your own hotel." And, Anisha makes a cut at the upper part of Hayal's panties. Anisha puts back the knife in her purse and rips Hayal's panties open from the point she has made a cut.

Anisha hugs Hayal and the moment Hayal raises her hand to hug her back, Anisha separates from Hayal with Hayal's bra in her hand. Right then Hayal realizes that Anisha has had no intention of hugging her and just wanted to take off her bra. Hayal is spared by just a few seconds from making a mockery out of herself in front of Anisha.

Anisha sits on the side of the bed with her legs down, touching the floor. Anisha pulls Hayal to sit in Anisha's lap facing her. Now, Hayal is practically sitting on Anisha's thighs in such a way that Hayal is placing her legs on the sides with Anisha's legs sandwiched between them. Without wasting a second, Anisha gropes Hayal's breasts with both her hands and starts to lick between them. Soon enough Hayal's mouth shifts to the right and starts using her tongue to lick, more like to play with Hayal's n*****s. Both Anisha and Hayal, are pretty much enjoying the fiddling and fondling when in the heat of the moment Anisha bites Hayal.

"Ouch. I don't want to cut off my n*****s. So, please, mind your teeth, lady."

Anisha despite knowing her mistake, glares at Hayal thinking to herself, "Watch out, Hayal. Today, I am going to eat you alive."