Zeeshu hugged his friend as soon as he stepped in paradise.
" Miss you Viru", he said.
" You haven't changed a bit", Eagle's hug was equally warm.
Yes vain looking Virat Malhotra was country's top secret agent Eagle.
" You have successfully created an alter ego which can fool anyone", said Shaun sipping his wine.
" Learned from the best", Virat pointed to Jeet.
Jeet smirked.
The friends talked over their drinks.
" How's your wife", asked Viru.
" Recovering hopefully ", said Jeet. " I hope she doesn't have other episodes".
" That old hag destroyed her confidence ", said a grim Viru
" I could happily strangle her my oath be damned", said Dr. Shaun Josef.
" Dev uncle", queried Viru.
Jeet grimly shook his head.
" Sumeet was right. He told me something was amiss", said Virat. " Then I was deployed in North East and by that time... Do you think it was a hit ordered by them"?
" We don't know", Zeeshu grimly shook his head.
They had more drinks.
" Man I need a chick tonight", said Viru.
" Yeah escaping death makes you want to live your life to the fullest", said Guru as he winked.
" Not as full as you", Viru winked back.
Guru said nothing. His life was empty. As always.
" How is her highness. Stirring all kinds of trouble I am sure", he said.
" Don't ask", Zeeshu grimaced.
" That bad", Viru raised a brow.
" The other day she took on two street ruffians by herself. And calls herself Dragon's girl".
Guru rolled his eyes.
" Well technically she is my girl", said Jeet.
" My sweet little wife".
" Sweet"
" Little"
Both Viru and Shaun spoke at the same time.
" Are we still talking about my fighter", queried Shaun.
" Mrs interferring Oberoi sweet", Viru said in surprise.
" She is sweet", argued Zeeshu. " And beautiful ", he said dreamily.
" Innocent too. And why are you not stopping her", frowned Guru. " What will she find"?
" Something for sure", said Jeet. "I am sure of it".
" Hope she does not sets the world on fire", muttered Viru.
" Oh I explained her hazards of fire after she set our home on fire", said Jeet.
Viru shivered.
" She is prohibited at my place", Viru said in fear." I better be martyred for my country than be in same space as her."
" You are scared of her", said an amused Guru.
" TERRIFIED ", he said. " Remember she called me bimbo equivalent last time in front of my friends and family. " And drained my prized champagne down the gutter. And she is the one who caught one of my top targets n*ked with one of my girl spies. The fellow never came here again".
" Well actually you were throwing it over your two girl friends", said Shaun. " She thought it was such a waste. "
"And that target was a red herring. He just was a nymphomaniac. She was herself disgusted", said Zeeshu.
The men chuckled.
" I am serious", said Viru. " I don't want her near me or I am off to North East. Give me forest terrains, bugs, terrorists, Earthquakes, landslides, political or foreign puzzles, enemy land, scarcity of food, bullets, bombs, poisoned water, wild animals..ANYTHING BUT HER".
Jeet laughed.
" Shut up and start planning that party. Get your house packed with my ministers, bollywood guys and business people. And then we can mark people we think can be betraying the city".
" Done", he saluted.
" I am off", he said. " You guys carry on".
He reached Singhania villa as Sumeet around 2 A.M.
As he reached0 his room Chanchal was sleeping. She wore a pink cute teddy t shirt and matching shorts. Her brown hairs a fan on his pillow. She was having the nightmare again.
" No.no..let go please..Ohh Rash..please sir..Rash ..ohh..no..sunshine".
" Of what are you afraid my sweet little wife", he whispered.
He sat there softly massaging her head.
" Sleep baby", he whispered.
As if ordered she did. He sat with her for some time. Then he bathed and shed his clothes as he entered her bed. He removed her clothes and pulled her closer to him.
His sweet little wife snuggled like a kitten to him softly purring in his arms. As he took in her sweet scent a smile came on his lips. He took in her sweet scent and slowly his eyes closed as he slept.
Next morning
As Chanchal got up( she was a bit late as it was Sunday) she felt a heavy hand over her. She was immediately alerted. One look at her pile of clothes at the bedside made her aware of Sumeet's presence.She peeped at him. He was sleeping peacefully. She quietly pushed and cupped his face with her hands. HE STOOD BY HER...Always..He listened to those voices in her head which no one could. HOW? Can she leave him? NO..Never..The answer was clear. Perhaps she does not love him. She was so damaged she could not. BUT SHE NEEDS HIM.
The thought startled her...She hurried out of bed. But Sumeet's hand was strong on her.
" Never leave me".
She tried to remove his hand and somehow landed above his chest. And at that moment his black eyes fluttered open.....
Jeet woke up to the best sight..
Chanchal..
Above him ..in her birthday suit...
" Good morning my sweet little wife", he whispered s*ductively.
She looked like deer caught in headlights thought Jeet.
" G.g.good m.m.morning s.sir", she said shyly.
Jeet wanted her now and acted on it. In a second their positions were reversed as he loomed over her. Jeet knew she won't resist. He smooched her and moved his calloused hands over her soft mounds.
Chanchal was breathless. Needless to say his tongue got an easy access in her mouth. She moaned in his mouth as he absorbed her cries. As he left her he left feather light kisses on her cheeks, her neck, her nose , her forehead before he lightly bit her smooth neck slowly increasing the pressure of teet as he l* cked it.
" Aaahh ", she moaned.
It was his aphrodisiac. STRANGE WAS THE FACT HE WAS IN TUNE WITH HER EMOTIONS NOW.
" Open your eyes Chanchal", he commanded.
Her eyes fluttered open. There were tears in them.
" I will never leave you", he said. After that first night confession he has always reassured her this.
She looked at him mutely. There was no reaction. He felt sad but did not lose hope in her. He will one day wipe away this pain in her heart and bring back those shy smiles on her face he vowed.
He softly took one of her n*pple in his mouth and repeated the assault he he did on her neck. She started moaning again. GOOD. . Soon his attentions shifted on her second n*pple as he started leaving h*ckeys on her milky body.
HIS MARKS OF OWNERSHIP.
He attacked her naval and belly next. She was fluttering like a butterfly caught in net.
" Aaah pleeeeaaaseee", she was breathless as his tongue found her nectar.
" Aaah ohhh p.p.please pl.plee. n.noo", she cried out of control now. As she was on her brink he left her.
" Nooo sir p.please", cried Chanchal. " I.I..b.beg y.you", tears of humiliation flew out of her closed eyes as she cried.
" OPEN YOUR EYES", the command was swift.
She looked at him.
" Say my name", his eyes hardened as he gave her a dom stare.
" Sir",,,
He immediately turned her and slapped her as*.
" Aaah", she cried.
" WHAT DID I SAY PET"? Jeet was angry now.
Chanchal sensed it.
" S.s.S.Su.Sum.Su", she shook her head crying.
Slap
Another assault on her body.
" Say my name pet", said Jeet relentlessly.
" Aaah S.Su.Sum..", she tried but couldn't.
SHE GAVE UP..She won't be relived now she knew.
" Try pet", he cajoled lovingly ..softly caressing her reddened as*.
Finally after a few more tries...
" S.s.Sumeet ", she said his name and started sobbing.
He took her in his arms.
" Ssshh good girl", he said.
His kiss on her lips was soft as be gently laid her down on his bed. She heard a drawer and tearing of a foil. THE ONLY LIBERTY HE GAVE HER...Protection. she told him she was not fit to be a mother..so she can't.
He pursed his lips but agreed.
" Open your eyes and look at me Chanchal", he said softly.
She did. He has donned the protection. The soft kisses on her face continued. As his lips found hers both of them closed their eyes as he entered her.
He swallowed her moans and started moving in her. He remembered those early days of his marriage before the miscarriage.
A ROSE...
Her perfect description..
So innocent so beautiful.
How can he restore her innocence?
I will make you laugh again my sweet little wife he vowed again.
Chanchal was lost in Sumeet. She could never leave him. He soothes a pain in her. She was a shadow and this dark lord owns her soul she knew. But was she enough for him?
As they both searched to answer these questions their bodies attained the pinnacle with her name torn out of him..
" Chanchal", he cried as he collapsed over her.
" Am I too heavy", he asked her.
She shook her head. He knew she wouldn't speak now when her emotions are so haphazardly running.
He bathed her and offered her some wine. She drank it and slept. He did too. He had a late night.
" I love you Chanchal ", the words were like a prayer on his lips.