"I developed a fetish... I'm drowning in the scent, the delicacy, the intoxication.. and, its of.. YOU.

~•~ Day 3 ~•~

Yaaaaaa... H! Gooood morrrrninggg Panchghani!', Gauri yawned like a shark, 'red letter day! I woke up early!!'

She hopped in the bathroom.

Coming out, she wore a noodle strap calf length flowy chiffon dress, pink flowers printed on it. She took the curl iron and made some random soft curls, letting her hair loose. Complementing the dress with pink studs, she opened the door for Bhavya, who was knocking.

'Good morning Bhavya!'

'Good morning ma'am!'

'Come, let's eat together.'

They settled on the bed eating aalu paratha and garlic chutney.

*****

Cogent sun rays hit his eyes.

'Urrgh!', he groaned, 'shit!', he shot up on the bed.. Well, tried to.

A human being on his chest blocked him. Some strands of blonde hair, sweet strawberry flavour on his tongue, and a faint sandal scent.. He recalled the last night.

Shit! I slept with a bitch!! I.. I also cheated on Gauri. How would I forgive myself? How would she forgive me?

'Oh, hon.. You are awake!', Alice's raspy morning voice greeted him.

'Morning Ms. Foster. Uh.. Will you please get off me? Actually I have to get ready and reach hotel before Mr. De Luca comes looking for me.', Omkara smiled, a sickly sweet smile.

'Oh are we too late?', she got off him hurriedly.

'I guess not much.', he replied while hurrying towards the bathroom.

*****

Alice pulled him again in her arms, a faint smell of lily surrounding her, she was dressed in a white bell sleeved chiffon short dress, 'Mr. Oberoi, I know what you think about me. And that girl should be very lucky whose name you were chanting last night. I fell in love with your commitment, I desired you despite of being engaged, and you worshipped her in me. I should be jealous of that woman who stole my night, but I'm happy for both of you. Mr. Oberoi, I know very well that every love doesn't reach its destination, some remain in our surreal fantasies only. Bye.'

She left behind a flabbergasted Omkara and her black Jaguar stormed off the country roads.

*****

Omkara reached the exhibition hall and went straight to Mr. De Luca.

'Good morning Mr. De Luca.'

'Morning, morning Mr. Oberoi! Uh, before you reach the gallery, let me introduce you to someone.', a girl entered his cabin as if on cue and Omkara's jaw dropped to the floor as she turned out to be.. Ms. Alice Foster.

'Alice honey, finally you have the chance to meet your idol. And Mr. Oberoi, this is my daughter, Alice Foster, she has been your fan since her highschool and she is the one who decorated the interior of this gallery. You were asking about the frescoes and Gothic pillars here, she designed them inspired by your artworks', Mr. De Luca was rambling as a typical proud father, while Omkara and Alice exchanged looks.

'Paa! You're embarrassing me! He is our guest!!', Alice's cheeks were flushed red.

'Oh sorry! Sorry! I ramble too much when it comes to my little princess.', Mr. De Luca let out a nervous laugh.

Omkara wrapped his hand around her waist and whispered, ' I should have known right when you were giving that long speech back in there. Ms. Foster, this trip would be memorable for me indeed.. And it would be solely because of you, Alice.'

'I'm honoured Mr. Oberoi.', Alice bowed her head, her cheeks turned in a light shade of pink.

*****

Omkara packed his luggage and left for airport. He had booked a flight in evening, thus, he would reach Panchghani around 2:00 am. No, he couldn't live away from Gauri anymore. He had to settle many scores with her.

In the other hand, Gauri was sure that Omkara couldn't come up before morning. So she wanted to enjoy her last night of freedom all to herself.

So she took her new guitar and left for the terrace after receiving permission from Dandi.

*****

'Master! You are home this early!', Dandi was asleep and his next man was now in charge.

'Yes. Put my luggage in my room and do you know where Gauri is??', Omkara sounded impatient.

'She is in the terrace master.'

Omkara rushed towards the terrace. The more he approached, the more the rhythmic clink of guitar became clear and loud.

He stood near the door as he watched her sitting on one of the peats of grass made artificially on the roof. Lots of jasmine bushes around her, the night breeze ruffling her long locks, the entresol of the lady of the night over her head, and white flowers of scented murraya scattered on her hair, she looked like a night fairy lulling the universe to sleep.

As he sat beside her in the grass, she looked at him startled. He smiled warmly and gestured her to continue. She too smiled back and continued to play with the strings of the guitar.

Not just her hands were skilled, her voice also was unworldly beautiful.
He continued to ogle over her as she filled the night with the surreality of her voice.

"You're the light, you're the night,

You're the colour of my blood

You're the cure, you're the pain,

You're the only thing I wanna touch;

Never knew that it could mean so much, so much..

You're the fear, I don't care,

'Cause I never been so high

Follow me, to the dark,

Let me take you past our satellites;

You can see the world you brought to life, to life;"

He snaked his hands around her waist and put his head over her almost bare shoulder, his hair also loosened, eyes closed due to the tranquil peace that was calming his heart down.

"So love me like you do

La la love me like you do,

Love me like you do

La la love me like you do,

Touch me like you do

Ta ta touch me like you do...

What are you waiting for??"

She was playing a vague tune as the continuation of the stanza, when Omkara broke the musical trance.

'Jaan?'

'Hmm?'

'Do you know how many rules you broke?'

'Umm let's count. I didn't behave as the the lady, I made noise, talked to the servants, let Bhavya accompany me..', she was counting her fingers, rolling her lower lip out, 'four. Four days of starvation. Yup!'

She looked back at Omkara who had his head down.

'Jaan, I made a terrible mistake. I.. I spent night with one of my fans.', he mumbled slowly, fidgeting with her fingers.

A pregnant silence followed and Gauri bursted into fits of laughter. Her ringing laughter seemed music to his ears as he saw her laugh for the first time.. Free, beautiful, fearless.

'O.. Omkaraji (ha ha) I'm not your girlfriend (haha).. No need to be so serious!!', she paused to look at his dead serious face. She pulled his cheeks, 'Awww my cute little innocent birdie, his highness can do anything he wants!'

'But I promised myself to remain committed to you, no matter what and I broke the promise. So, I will also starve as long as you do.', Omkara whined like a stubborn kid.

'On my my, Mr. Filthy Rich Sick Bastard is talking about gender equality!! I guess you consumed a good dose of cannabis.', she retorted.

'Watch your mouth Jaan..', He glared.

'Okay, okay', she held up her hands in air, putting the guitar aside, 'by the way, thank you for this unexpected sweetness, your highness.'

'And tomorrow I'm going with you to your graduation ceremony.' He said.

'Wh.. What? Really? You'll go all the way up to Dehradoon??', she jumped on her feet, excited.

'Yes Jaan', his heart filled with an unexplainable happy pain and warmness witnessing her bright smile, dazzling in moonlight, 'but, Dandi told me that you owe me something,' he also stood up, smirking.

She bowed her head down as a heat erupted in her stomach, creeping up to her cheeks, ears and neck, turning them into the deepest shade of pink, much to his amusement.

'I'm waiting, Jaan..', he teased.

She took baby steps towards him, her heart pounding loudly in her ribcage. Standing close to him, she braced herself upon her toes and he closed his eyes in anticipation, both of them could hear their hearts conversing in a language of their own.

But alas! He snapped open his eyes feeling two soft poking at his cheeks, followed by a giggle. He saw Gauri backing off with a naughty glint in her eyes. His lips widened in an evil smirk as he stepped towards her fast and jerked her back in his chest tugging at her upper arm firmly.

He held the small of her back as she landed on his chest with a soft thud. He entangled his fingers in her silky hairs and inched her face closer to him. Slowly, teasingly, he started sucking her lower lip, her strawberry lip balm making him lose his control upon his sanity. He parted his mouth wider, pulling her lips for a soul searching kiss. His tongue moulding her lips, pressing them lightly as if he was moulding them out of a soft pile of her tender flesh.
He tugged her hair lightly making her gasp, and he used the opportunity to enter her mouth, his tongue dominating over her soft, inexperienced one.
Gauri felt her knees wobbling like jelly and she clutched his shirt near his chest tighter. He pulled her head towards himself more, deepening the kiss, sucking her breath out.. And she stared wide eyed at the swirls of his black orbs, getting darker by each passing moment, due to lust.

I'll let you set the pace,

'Cause I'm not thinking straight:

My head spinning around I can't see clear no more..

What are you waiting for??

They, standing on the grass, chilly night breeze intoxicated by the  fragrance of the Murraya and the lady of the nights, swaying their locks, two souls lost in each other's eyes, their lips moving in the sync of their wildly beating heart.. The white Murraya flowers raining on them, as if the Nature celebrated the union of their souls, and rained her blessings on them.

So love me like you do

La la love me like you do,

Love me like you do

La la love me like you do;

Touch me like you do

Ta ta touch me like you do...

What are you waiting for??

Hufff! Done!! Looooooong chapterrrrr!! Hooooot chapter!!🔥🔥
Guys, do let me know how you feel about Alice and her POV.

And, I have a complain. Nobody tells me anything about the quotes I give at the starting of each chapter. If you guys don't like them, let me know. I'll stop adding them from next chapter.

Happy reading!
With love,
Sarani.