Incest Indian Harem - A Revenge Tale of cheating and incest (by - vegitto306)
- Thread starterPechuLaal
- Start date
- 7,713
- 280
- 39
- 29
Indian Harem Ch. 23 - Team 007
Story Info - Suraj Recruits a sexy new Femme Fatale to take down Narayan
Story Info - Suraj Recruits a sexy new Femme Fatale to take down Narayan
Recap: Suraj returns as a college drop-out to find that his father has remarried. Meanwhile, his brother has betrayed him by marrying Suraj's childhood crush, Jhanvi behind his back. He soon realizes that his brother, Kishore is having an affair with their sexy step-mother, Nora. Kishore is also actively planning to take over the family empire behind his father's back, teaming up with Ravi, his father's right hand man.
Despite attacks on his life by gangsters hired by Kishore and Ravi, and numerous obstacles in his way - Suraj ends up setting up a counter-plan for Kishore and Ravi - seducing and winning over both their wives along the way. Allying with his best friend Karan - he rescues Nora's sister Ileana from Ravi's clutches, followed by recruiting Vivaan - another one of Ravi's victims. Vivaan follows and spies for Suraj to gather evidence for Ravi and Kishore's crimes.
Now, With the decisive quarterly results coming up - Suraj moves in to take out his foes one by one. First was his brother, Kishore who he utterly broke by fucking both his sister-in-law Jhanvi, Kishore's wife and their step-mother Nora, Kishore's mistress before his eyes.
Next is Narayan - the shady accounts head; incharge of falsifying the company results. He has gone into hiding with his eyes out for any danger. In order to lure out this old perv and blackmail him. Suraj needs to bring is some unexpected allies.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
8 AM, Kapoor Residence
"Pass me the juice, Jhanvi Bahu," Dad smiled warmly at Jhanvi as she served breakfast to all of us sitting around the dining table. It was just the four of us today: Dad, Kishore, Jhanvi, and me. Tara had left early for her exam today, and Nora wanted to sleep in and hadn't come down yet.
"Of course, Babuji!" Jhanvi replied, handing him the jug of orange juice with a soft smile. She was wearing a simple pink saree today. It always amazed me how she could always appear so sweet and innocent, almost angelic, when I knew the naughty slut that was hiding underneath.
Now, to any outside observer we would seem like a typical family, having a quiet and peaceful breakfast together. But no one would have guessed the dirty secrets we were hiding.
For starters, Kishore sat there looking glum, miserable, and pathetic. He looked terrible, with dark circles under his eyes, unshaven, and looking dishevelled. His eyes kept darting nervously towards Jhanvi every few seconds.
He was a total mess, and I couldn't help but smirk at him. I was enjoying his misery, that fucking bastard.
I, on the other hand, had slept amazingly well last night, sandwiched between two of the most gorgeous women. Nora had slipped into my room late last night, after my dad had fallen asleep, and joined Jhanvi and me in bed. I had already had an amazing fuck with them earlier in the day, so we all just cuddled together in bed.
We didn't do anything special, just making out a bit here and there, as we watched a romcom at the girls' insistence. As it turned out, Nora and Jhanvi seemed to have connected really well, after things came out into the open on Karwa Chauth. They acted like two long-lost friends who had finally come back together.
I guess sharing their love in an orgy, followed by a revenge cuckold threesome, was the perfect bonding activity!
"Good morning, everyone!" a sleepy Nora suddenly sauntered into the room, wearing a cute black nightie. Her hair was tied in a messy bun, and I was so amazed that even with no makeup on, and with her messy hair, she looked absolutely gorgeous!
She took the empty seat between Kishore and Dad, gave me a soft smile, and then kissed Dad on the cheek. "Good morning, Pankaj!" she said warmly, smiling at him, "You should have woken me up before coming down."
"Don't worry, Nora," Dad replied sheepishly, "you were in such a deep sleep today that I didn't want to bother you."
"Yes, I was making up for my broken sleep for the last few days," Nora lied so easily, glancing at Jhanvi and me with a smirk, "I think I might skip work today and just rest some more."
"Oh, that's fine. You need to take care of yourself," Dad said in a caring tone and caressed her palm on the table, "Though I wish I had known this earlier, I would have made plans for us to spend the day together."
"What do you mean, Babuji?" Jhanvi asked curiously.
"I was just about to tell you," Dad replied, taking a sip from his glass of juice, "My friend Thapar called me yesterday, asking about my health. When I told him about how I can't really go to work anymore, and that I am getting bored at home, he invited me to join him and his wife on a visit to an ashram today."
"Ashram? What kind of a place is this?" I asked curiously, knowing that my dad had become a bit spiritual after his recent illness.
"Oh, it seems to be some sort of a new age temple retreat for us old timers, that he and his wife recently went to visit. It's got these comfortable Villas with 24x7 help, in a natural environment, and it has all the amenities you can think of," Dad replied with enthusiasm, "I want to go there and take a look for myself. Besides, it will give me the chance to get out of the house. I'll probably be gone for a week."
"Why didn't you discuss it with me before making all the plans?" Nora asked with concern, "What about your treatment, and doctor's visits?"
"It will be perfectly fine, Nora. The place is specially built for old timers like me. They even have an on-site clinic," he said, looking around at us, "To be honest, I was thinking about what Kishore had said this Sunday, that I need to step aside for you young men to take over. And with all of you working, I hardly have anyone to talk to at home. This will be a nice outing for me."
"Don't tell me, you are not thinking of moving there, are you?!" Nora asked incredulously, glancing at me in panic.
"Oh, nothing like that, Nora; just taking a break. And I don't want you to come there with me. I know you will be bored there; not to mention that you have work to do," my father said with a warm smile and held her hand, caressing it softly.
I felt a twinge of guilt as I looked at my father. I was so busy with saving the family that I never realized what a big change he was going through. Things must be rough for him. This was the same father who never stepped down from work for more than a day, even when he fell from the stairs and broke his leg.
"I'm sorry that we've not been paying enough attention to you, Dad," I apologized earnestly, "I can join you and spend time with you if you..."
"Don't be silly, son! You are running the business now, along with your brother and Nora. You can't afford to take time off just to babysit me. Thapar is sending his driver who should be here soon," My father laughed and waved away my concern, "Only thing I want is that you and your brother make me proud and grow the business to even greater heights."
I looked at Kishore for a moment, who was looking incredibly guilty right now, and then looked back at Dad with an earnest look on my face, "I'll make sure that nothing bad happens to the company, Dad, I promise!"
"That's my boy!" Dad said proudly and stood up from the table, "Now, if you guys don't mind, I need to pack my stuff."
***
While Jhanvi and Nora joined Dad to help him pack for his trip, Kishore came over to me and grabbed my arm. His grip wasn't tight, but I could tell he was trying to act all in control. I looked down at his hand on my bicep and then looked at him, raising an eyebrow in question. He blushed and let go of my arm immediately, looking embarrassed.
"What do you want?" I asked, coldly.
"I-I..." He hesitated for a moment before taking a deep breath and continuing nervously, "I want to know how long are you going to keep me like this?"
"Like what? In the house?" I asked mockingly.
He scowled at me for a second and then his face softened, "I mean our deal. If I work with you, you said you won't expose me, so, what do you want me to do?"
"Just go to the office, act normal, and pretend to play along with whatever Ravi asks you to do. And going forward, I expect a daily report on his and Oberoi's activities," I said, coldly.
"That's it?" Kishore seemed puzzled, "You don't want my help in some other way? You know that if the plan goes through then we both will be left with nothing!"
I wasn't in the mood to tell my backstabbing brother anything more than what he needed to know, so I just shook my head, and said, "Like I told you, if I need your help in any other way then I will let you know."
"What about Narayan? You know about the quarterly reports, right?" He asked nervously, "I can..."
"You CAN'T and you WON'T do anything," I growled angrily, making him cower before me once again, "If you do ANYTHING other than what I've asked of you so far, I will go straight to Dad and to the regulators with the evidence and have you arrested for fraud. Do you understand?"
He nodded his head meekly.
"Now, get out and wash your face before you go to work. You look like shit!" I snapped at him, "And don't forget to keep me updated if Oberoi or Ravi call you."
He left quietly, with his tail between his legs, as I smirked to myself. This was so much fun!
With Kishore down, it only left Ravi, Shah Rukh, and Narayan to be taken care of. Karan was already working on Shah Rukh, leaving Ravi and Narayan for me to take care of. I knew that Narayan was the key to Ravi's fall, so, I just needed to put my plan into play next.
Each of them would now know what it means to go against me!
***
Grand Beach Resort: 5 PM
Narayan Naidu smiled to himself as he enjoyed his drink on the hotel's private beach. He was relaxing on a beach chair, watching the sunset, as the sound of waves crashing against the shore were soothing and calming him down.
"One more Margarita, Mr. Naidu?" asked a pretty waitress as she walked up to him. He grinned lecherously at her before giving her a nod.
"You know what? It's a great day! Bring me one more with an extra shot in it," he told her as she took his empty glass from his hand. The pretty girl smiled politely at Narayan before walking back towards the bar with his order.
However, his eyes didn't linger on her for too long. He sat up in surprise as he saw the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen in his life walking towards the shore from the resort, with a wistful smile on her face.
She wore a sexy pink bikini and had the most amazing curves that made him lick his lips without realizing it. She had a sarong wrapped around her hips which swayed sensually with each step. Her soft black hair cascading down her shoulders and her beautiful face was lost in thought as she walked barefoot on the warm sand.
Narayan felt himself harden instantly underneath his swim shorts as his eyes followed her hungrily. This gorgeous angel seemed to be alone, without any pesky male companion around.
"One Margarita for you, sir," the waitress returned, and he nodded, before taking it off the tray, without taking his eyes off the beauty who had now taken a seat on a sunbed a few feet away.
His eyes lingered on those beautiful tits that were spilling out of her tiny bikini top. Up close, she looked even more beautiful than his first impression. She was clearly lost in her own thoughts; her eyes closed, and her lips parted slightly with a smile, giving her an angelic and innocent look, despite the sinful body. She, however, ignored him completely, and pulled out her phone, texting someone.
The girl was like a breath of fresh air for Narayan, who was hiding here for the week under Ravi's instructions. Even though the resort was luxurious, it was pretty empty, given that if was off-season right now. He had hoped to at least spot some eye-candy, but had seen none, until now that is.
"Err... sir, is there anything else?" The waitress asked politely, interrupting his gaze and clearly aware of how he was checking that girl out.
"Oh! No, nothing..." Narayan snapped out of his thoughts and looked at her, "You can leave..."
She nodded and turned around to leave when suddenly he called her back.
"Wait!" He called after her and pulled out a Rs500 note from his wallet, handing it to her. He lowered his voice to a whisper, and asked, "Do you know which suite that young lady is in? And is she alone? "
The girl blushed, clearly understanding why he was asking. "She is in Villa number 103, Mr. Naidu, the one beside yours. And yes, she checked in alone," the waitress replied softly, pocketing the tip discreetly, "I think her name is Ileana."
"Ileana? Such a beautiful name," Narayan murmured, staring at her as if hypnotized, "Thank you. That will be all."
"You're welcome, sir," the waitress said, blushing as she walked away.
Narayan glanced back at the girl, who was still lost in her phone, a sly smile creeping over his lips. Maybe this retreat could turn out to be more fun than he'd thought!
***
- 280
- 39
- 29
The waitress glanced back at the creepy guest, still staring at the girl. 'Men!' she muttered under her breath as she made her way to the restaurant overseeing the beach.
She found the three people that she was looking for: a handsome hunk, a gorgeous woman sitting beside him, and a thin lanky guy with a professional camera in his hand. All three were sitting at a table in the back, which still provided them a perfect view of the beach.
She blushed a bit as the hunk in the middle smiled at her. "Did he take the bait?" he asked, glancing towards the beach.
"Hook, line, and sinker, sir," she replied with a smile, "He couldn't stop gawking at your friend."
"Good," the handsome hunk grinned, "and you didn't tell him that she's with someone else, did you?"
"Oh, no! Of course not!" she replied quickly.
"Perfect," the man grinned and handed her a thick envelope, "This is just a starting bonus. There will be more to come, just make sure he doesn't know that he's being watched."
"Of course, sir! Thank you, so much!" The girl smiled brightly, her eyes twinkling as she weighed the envelope in her hand, "Anything you need, you can count on me."
As she turned away, she heard the woman speak to her friends, "I just hope Ileana can pull this off. My sister has never done anything like this."
***
Suraj's POV: Earlier that Day...
"Didiiiiii," Ileana cried out happily when she spotted us waiting for her in the arrivals area of the airport. I couldn't help but smile as the 19-year-old girl practically jumped into Nora's arms, hugging her tightly while squealing with delight.
"Oh, Ileana, I missed you so much!" Nora whispered, hugging her back, tears forming in the corner of her eyes. I could clearly see how happy Nora was to be with her sister, again.
A few people glanced at us curiously as the two beautiful sisters were having their teary reunion. I had forgotten how beautiful Ileana really was! She was markedly different from her sister in some ways, and looked more like a girl next door, with a sweet smile and an innocent face. However, her body was just as incredible as that of Nora, with a similar hourglass figure. Her curves were accentuated by a fitted pair of jeans and a tight-fitting kurta, that emphasized her large tits and her small waist.
After a minute of teary hugs and heartfelt greetings, I cleared my throat loudly, breaking their embrace. "Sorry to interrupt you, ladies, but we can continue the reunion on the way," I said with a smile, stretching out my hand to grab the bag from Ileana's hand.
She looked up at me with her teary eyes and suddenly recognized me. In an instant, she jumped into my arms and wrapped her own around my neck! "Suraj Bhaiyaaa," she screamed softly in my ears, her voice breaking with emotion, "Thank you for everything!"
"Oh, it's nothing," I muttered, a bit embarrassed, trying to disentangle myself from the beautiful younger sister of my girlfriend, but she hugged me even tighter, her tits pressed against my chest.
"No! You saved me in Goa from those goons, and then you and Karan Bhaiya took care of me all those months, and now you are here with Nora Didi to receive me after so long," she whispered in my ear, still holding onto me tight, "How can I ever repay you?"
"Actually, about that..." I said, pulling myself off her and glancing at Nora, who eyed me with a disapproving look. She wasn't really a fan of my plan, but I didn't really have any other choice at this stage, "Why don't we talk in private? Your sister and I need your help..."
***
"You want me to do WHAT?" Ileana exclaimed in surprise, after a LONG, LONG explanation of everything that was going on--Nora's wedding to my father, Ravi's blackmail, and now the need to blackmail Narayan for fudging the reports--and finally her role in being the bait for that lecherous Narayan.
"I told you; this is too much for her, Suraj!" Nora said with exasperation, as she sat beside me in the Villa at the resort, "She can't do it!"
"I know this is a bit much to ask, but she is our only choice," I sighed, looking over at Ileana, who was sitting on a couch across from us, "You know the kind of guy Narayan is and what his weakness is. We need someone beautiful, someone Narayan has never met, AND someone we can completely trust. Ileana fits all the criteria perfectly."
"What if something goes wrong?" Nora asked worriedly and then looked at Ileana, "I don't want her to get hurt. It's too dangerous."
"Didi, please..." Ileana spoke up suddenly, making both of us look at her, "Suraj is right. I think I can do this! It is to get rid of the danger of this Ravi, right?"
"Nora, it's not like we are leaving her alone. I'll have Vivaan stay with her here all the time," I reassured her, "She won't be alone for a second. Vivaan will stay here with her when they are alone, and stay close by her, taking photos, when she is out with Narayan. If Narayan tries anything fishy then Vivaan will be right there to put a stop to it."
Nora looked back at me with uncertainty, "Are you sure we can trust this Vivaan?"
"Trust me, Nora, I won't let anything happen to her, ok? Besides, it's not like we're asking her to actually sleep with the guy or do anything wrong. It has to be nothing more than a kiss, or even just a photo of what looks like a kiss," I said, glancing between Ileana and Nora, "Narayan just needs to THINK that she is interested in him, and he'll start hitting on her. All we need is a picture or two of him in a compromising pose."
Nora sighed before nodding her head slowly, "Fine, but if she gets hurt, then I'll never forgive you."
"I won't let any harm come to her," I promised, and luckily, as if on cue, there was a knock on the door.
"That must be Vivaan," I said, standing up and heading towards the door. I opened it to find Vivaan standing outside with a large backpack in his hand and a camera hanging around his neck.
I led him inside and he held his hand out to Nora, "Hello Nora!"
"You know me?" she asked, puzzled, and then looked at me.
"Well, I have been following Ravi around for a few weeks now, taking pictures of his dealings, and I remember you from the night you both went to visit Shah Rukh's house," Vivaan smiled with an expression of pride on his face, "I didn't know at that time that you'd end up joining the team, but here we are!"
Ileana giggled softly and Nora raised an eyebrow at me, curious over Vivaan's so much enthusiasm, "So you are Suraj's spy, are you?!"
Vivaan nodded enthusiastically, "And your sister's bodyguard for this mission!"
"Let's hope it doesn't come to that," Ileana chuckled nervously as she walked over to us and said, "I'm Ileana, it's nice to meet you, Vivaan."
"Ahhh yes! You're going to be the bait and my protectee..." Vivaan replied like a dork, causing Ileana to giggle again. Nora rolled her eyes. Vivaan definitely didn't know his way around women!
Nora and I then proceeded to show Vivaan and Ileana a photo of Narayan and explained our plan in as much detail as possible. Vivaan and I stepped outside, waiting for Nora to give some tips to her sister on seduction, as she helped her change into a swimsuit.
Nora had suggested to not be very overt and showed her a genius plan to catch Naryan's attention in such a way that the perverted old man wouldn't suspect anything and wouldn't wonder why a beauty like Ileana would ever be interested in him.
"Keep an eye on her at all times. Don't let him be alone with her even for a minute," I muttered to Vivaan, who nodded in reply.
"Don't worry, Bhaiya," Vivaan said enthusiastically, "You know you can trust me."
"I know, but Nora will kill us if anything happens to Ileana," I replied with a grin, "And believe me, you don't want to see her mad!"
"I can't believe your stepmom is so involved in everything like this," he chuckled, "and how beautiful she is! Pankaj Uncle is really lucky!"
"That he is," I smiled and patted him on the back. If only he knew who the real lucky guy here was.
"So, how are you, Bhaiya? How are Pooja and Jhanvi Didis?" he asked me, his eyes twinkling with mischief, "You are still... you know..."
I knew what he was talking about. After all, he was the one who made the video of me fucking Pooja and Jhanvi together on Navratri with the girls rewarding him with a blowjob in the end. The fact that Vivaan hadn't told anyone about how I was fucking both sisters, that showed the depth of loyalty that this boy had to me. It would probably blow his mind if he ever found out that I had one upped that night with a foursome, which included Nora, just a day ago.
"Yup. Almost every day," I smirked and winked at him, "If you help us pull this off, who knows, the girls might reward you again in some way."
He blushed a deep red colour, and was about to say something, when the door opened and Nora stepped outside, "She's ready... and remember what I told you."
"I will be watching her every second," Vivaan said, "don't worry."
"Good," she replied as Ileana stepped outside in a pink bikini, making our eyes pop. I had only seen her wearing simple dresses before, but now, in this skimpy pink bikini, which barely covered her tits and ass, there was no doubt that she was truly Nora's sister. Her large tear-drop breasts were perfectly proportioned and spilling out of her tiny bikini top, showing off a hint of her large areolas through the material. She had a sarong tied around her waist, but it did little to hide the curves of her hips and that ass!
"D-Don't you think this is a little too much?" Ileana asked nervously, noticing both Vivaan and I staring at her with our mouths open.
"Unfortunately, I know just the kind of women Narayan likes," Nora replied with a sigh, "and trust me, if we wanted to catch his attention, there's no better outfit than what you're wearing right now."
"Don't worry, you look gorgeous, Ileana," Vivaan mumbled, his geeky enthusiasm gone as he stared at her in awe, "I-I... I'll be there if anything goes wrong. You can trust me."
"Thank you," she replied, blushing slightly at him and pulling back a strand of hair that had fallen across her face, tucking it behind her ear, "I'm just nervous. Let's hope we don't mess this up."
"Don't worry, we'll be a perfect spy team, you and I," he replied with a smile, reaching out and gently patting her shoulder to reassure her, "like James Bond and Miss Moneypenny!"
Oh God! Vivaan and his geeky analogies! I smiled to myself, despite knowing how serious the situation was. It seemed that Vivaan's dorky jokes were actually helping Ileana relax. She giggled softly and smiled back at him.
"Okay team 007, let's go," Nora said sarcastically, rolling her eyes, "Suraj and I will be here for the first phase, but we can't be here too long. We don't want Narayan to notice us. It's going to be the two of you alone here for the next four days. We have till Friday to break Narayan and complete this mission." She smiled at Vivaan, who stood at attention when she played along with his fantasy.
***
After we left the hotel, Nora rushed off to the office to keep an eye on Kishore, and to handle anything he may cause. I was pretty sure I had broken Kishore but didn't need any unnecessary risks by dropping the ball at the last moment. There was still so much to do. I called up Karan to see if we could meet up for lunch and discuss Shah Rukh and Ravi.
He suggested we meet up at one of his family hotels, along with Jhanvi and Pooja Didi, to discuss our next steps. So, I called the girls to meet me there and turned my car around towards his place.
***
"You sure those two will be able to get this Narayan to break?" Karan asked me as Pooja Didi, Jhanvi, and I relaxed in Karan's private lounge after lunch, "This is the same nerdy Vivaan who followed us around when we were kids right?"
I looked at him as he held his snooker cue over the table, taking aim for a shot. He and Jhanvi had started a friendly game while we discussed our strategy.
She found the three people that she was looking for: a handsome hunk, a gorgeous woman sitting beside him, and a thin lanky guy with a professional camera in his hand. All three were sitting at a table in the back, which still provided them a perfect view of the beach.
She blushed a bit as the hunk in the middle smiled at her. "Did he take the bait?" he asked, glancing towards the beach.
"Hook, line, and sinker, sir," she replied with a smile, "He couldn't stop gawking at your friend."
"Good," the handsome hunk grinned, "and you didn't tell him that she's with someone else, did you?"
"Oh, no! Of course not!" she replied quickly.
"Perfect," the man grinned and handed her a thick envelope, "This is just a starting bonus. There will be more to come, just make sure he doesn't know that he's being watched."
"Of course, sir! Thank you, so much!" The girl smiled brightly, her eyes twinkling as she weighed the envelope in her hand, "Anything you need, you can count on me."
As she turned away, she heard the woman speak to her friends, "I just hope Ileana can pull this off. My sister has never done anything like this."
***
Suraj's POV: Earlier that Day...
"Didiiiiii," Ileana cried out happily when she spotted us waiting for her in the arrivals area of the airport. I couldn't help but smile as the 19-year-old girl practically jumped into Nora's arms, hugging her tightly while squealing with delight.
"Oh, Ileana, I missed you so much!" Nora whispered, hugging her back, tears forming in the corner of her eyes. I could clearly see how happy Nora was to be with her sister, again.
A few people glanced at us curiously as the two beautiful sisters were having their teary reunion. I had forgotten how beautiful Ileana really was! She was markedly different from her sister in some ways, and looked more like a girl next door, with a sweet smile and an innocent face. However, her body was just as incredible as that of Nora, with a similar hourglass figure. Her curves were accentuated by a fitted pair of jeans and a tight-fitting kurta, that emphasized her large tits and her small waist.
After a minute of teary hugs and heartfelt greetings, I cleared my throat loudly, breaking their embrace. "Sorry to interrupt you, ladies, but we can continue the reunion on the way," I said with a smile, stretching out my hand to grab the bag from Ileana's hand.
She looked up at me with her teary eyes and suddenly recognized me. In an instant, she jumped into my arms and wrapped her own around my neck! "Suraj Bhaiyaaa," she screamed softly in my ears, her voice breaking with emotion, "Thank you for everything!"
"Oh, it's nothing," I muttered, a bit embarrassed, trying to disentangle myself from the beautiful younger sister of my girlfriend, but she hugged me even tighter, her tits pressed against my chest.
"No! You saved me in Goa from those goons, and then you and Karan Bhaiya took care of me all those months, and now you are here with Nora Didi to receive me after so long," she whispered in my ear, still holding onto me tight, "How can I ever repay you?"
"Actually, about that..." I said, pulling myself off her and glancing at Nora, who eyed me with a disapproving look. She wasn't really a fan of my plan, but I didn't really have any other choice at this stage, "Why don't we talk in private? Your sister and I need your help..."
***
"You want me to do WHAT?" Ileana exclaimed in surprise, after a LONG, LONG explanation of everything that was going on--Nora's wedding to my father, Ravi's blackmail, and now the need to blackmail Narayan for fudging the reports--and finally her role in being the bait for that lecherous Narayan.
"I told you; this is too much for her, Suraj!" Nora said with exasperation, as she sat beside me in the Villa at the resort, "She can't do it!"
"I know this is a bit much to ask, but she is our only choice," I sighed, looking over at Ileana, who was sitting on a couch across from us, "You know the kind of guy Narayan is and what his weakness is. We need someone beautiful, someone Narayan has never met, AND someone we can completely trust. Ileana fits all the criteria perfectly."
"What if something goes wrong?" Nora asked worriedly and then looked at Ileana, "I don't want her to get hurt. It's too dangerous."
"Didi, please..." Ileana spoke up suddenly, making both of us look at her, "Suraj is right. I think I can do this! It is to get rid of the danger of this Ravi, right?"
"Nora, it's not like we are leaving her alone. I'll have Vivaan stay with her here all the time," I reassured her, "She won't be alone for a second. Vivaan will stay here with her when they are alone, and stay close by her, taking photos, when she is out with Narayan. If Narayan tries anything fishy then Vivaan will be right there to put a stop to it."
Nora looked back at me with uncertainty, "Are you sure we can trust this Vivaan?"
"Trust me, Nora, I won't let anything happen to her, ok? Besides, it's not like we're asking her to actually sleep with the guy or do anything wrong. It has to be nothing more than a kiss, or even just a photo of what looks like a kiss," I said, glancing between Ileana and Nora, "Narayan just needs to THINK that she is interested in him, and he'll start hitting on her. All we need is a picture or two of him in a compromising pose."
Nora sighed before nodding her head slowly, "Fine, but if she gets hurt, then I'll never forgive you."
"I won't let any harm come to her," I promised, and luckily, as if on cue, there was a knock on the door.
"That must be Vivaan," I said, standing up and heading towards the door. I opened it to find Vivaan standing outside with a large backpack in his hand and a camera hanging around his neck.
I led him inside and he held his hand out to Nora, "Hello Nora!"
"You know me?" she asked, puzzled, and then looked at me.
"Well, I have been following Ravi around for a few weeks now, taking pictures of his dealings, and I remember you from the night you both went to visit Shah Rukh's house," Vivaan smiled with an expression of pride on his face, "I didn't know at that time that you'd end up joining the team, but here we are!"
Ileana giggled softly and Nora raised an eyebrow at me, curious over Vivaan's so much enthusiasm, "So you are Suraj's spy, are you?!"
Vivaan nodded enthusiastically, "And your sister's bodyguard for this mission!"
"Let's hope it doesn't come to that," Ileana chuckled nervously as she walked over to us and said, "I'm Ileana, it's nice to meet you, Vivaan."
"Ahhh yes! You're going to be the bait and my protectee..." Vivaan replied like a dork, causing Ileana to giggle again. Nora rolled her eyes. Vivaan definitely didn't know his way around women!
Nora and I then proceeded to show Vivaan and Ileana a photo of Narayan and explained our plan in as much detail as possible. Vivaan and I stepped outside, waiting for Nora to give some tips to her sister on seduction, as she helped her change into a swimsuit.
Nora had suggested to not be very overt and showed her a genius plan to catch Naryan's attention in such a way that the perverted old man wouldn't suspect anything and wouldn't wonder why a beauty like Ileana would ever be interested in him.
"Keep an eye on her at all times. Don't let him be alone with her even for a minute," I muttered to Vivaan, who nodded in reply.
"Don't worry, Bhaiya," Vivaan said enthusiastically, "You know you can trust me."
"I know, but Nora will kill us if anything happens to Ileana," I replied with a grin, "And believe me, you don't want to see her mad!"
"I can't believe your stepmom is so involved in everything like this," he chuckled, "and how beautiful she is! Pankaj Uncle is really lucky!"
"That he is," I smiled and patted him on the back. If only he knew who the real lucky guy here was.
"So, how are you, Bhaiya? How are Pooja and Jhanvi Didis?" he asked me, his eyes twinkling with mischief, "You are still... you know..."
I knew what he was talking about. After all, he was the one who made the video of me fucking Pooja and Jhanvi together on Navratri with the girls rewarding him with a blowjob in the end. The fact that Vivaan hadn't told anyone about how I was fucking both sisters, that showed the depth of loyalty that this boy had to me. It would probably blow his mind if he ever found out that I had one upped that night with a foursome, which included Nora, just a day ago.
"Yup. Almost every day," I smirked and winked at him, "If you help us pull this off, who knows, the girls might reward you again in some way."
He blushed a deep red colour, and was about to say something, when the door opened and Nora stepped outside, "She's ready... and remember what I told you."
"I will be watching her every second," Vivaan said, "don't worry."
"Good," she replied as Ileana stepped outside in a pink bikini, making our eyes pop. I had only seen her wearing simple dresses before, but now, in this skimpy pink bikini, which barely covered her tits and ass, there was no doubt that she was truly Nora's sister. Her large tear-drop breasts were perfectly proportioned and spilling out of her tiny bikini top, showing off a hint of her large areolas through the material. She had a sarong tied around her waist, but it did little to hide the curves of her hips and that ass!
"D-Don't you think this is a little too much?" Ileana asked nervously, noticing both Vivaan and I staring at her with our mouths open.
"Unfortunately, I know just the kind of women Narayan likes," Nora replied with a sigh, "and trust me, if we wanted to catch his attention, there's no better outfit than what you're wearing right now."
"Don't worry, you look gorgeous, Ileana," Vivaan mumbled, his geeky enthusiasm gone as he stared at her in awe, "I-I... I'll be there if anything goes wrong. You can trust me."
"Thank you," she replied, blushing slightly at him and pulling back a strand of hair that had fallen across her face, tucking it behind her ear, "I'm just nervous. Let's hope we don't mess this up."
"Don't worry, we'll be a perfect spy team, you and I," he replied with a smile, reaching out and gently patting her shoulder to reassure her, "like James Bond and Miss Moneypenny!"
Oh God! Vivaan and his geeky analogies! I smiled to myself, despite knowing how serious the situation was. It seemed that Vivaan's dorky jokes were actually helping Ileana relax. She giggled softly and smiled back at him.
"Okay team 007, let's go," Nora said sarcastically, rolling her eyes, "Suraj and I will be here for the first phase, but we can't be here too long. We don't want Narayan to notice us. It's going to be the two of you alone here for the next four days. We have till Friday to break Narayan and complete this mission." She smiled at Vivaan, who stood at attention when she played along with his fantasy.
***
After we left the hotel, Nora rushed off to the office to keep an eye on Kishore, and to handle anything he may cause. I was pretty sure I had broken Kishore but didn't need any unnecessary risks by dropping the ball at the last moment. There was still so much to do. I called up Karan to see if we could meet up for lunch and discuss Shah Rukh and Ravi.
He suggested we meet up at one of his family hotels, along with Jhanvi and Pooja Didi, to discuss our next steps. So, I called the girls to meet me there and turned my car around towards his place.
***
"You sure those two will be able to get this Narayan to break?" Karan asked me as Pooja Didi, Jhanvi, and I relaxed in Karan's private lounge after lunch, "This is the same nerdy Vivaan who followed us around when we were kids right?"
I looked at him as he held his snooker cue over the table, taking aim for a shot. He and Jhanvi had started a friendly game while we discussed our strategy.
- 280
- 39
- 29
"Yeah, he is still a little awkward but trust me, he's the most loyal guy I have out there, other than the four of us," I chuckled as I squeezed Pooja Didi's fingers as she rested comfortably against my arm on the plush sofa, "He would take a bullet for me if it ever came to that."
"Well, we'll see about that but let's hope it doesn't come down to that," Jhanvi said, bending over and taking a shot from the opposite end of the pool table. She was dressed in a casual tee and shorts and her beautiful ass swayed in front of Karan's eyes, making him look and watch her appreciatively.
His gaze caught mine and I just smiled at him, shaking my head slightly at my friend's perverted smile. I know that we had fucked both the girls together just a few days ago but he knew that it could only ever happen again if I allowed it.
"So, what's next? Peter has talked to the police about Shah Rukh's trap. We just need to figure out how to break Ravi, right?" Pooja Didi looked over at me, squeezing my hand affectionately and curling up closer to me on the couch.
"Yeah... Ravi's next..." I muttered in reply, my free hand caressing Didi's long black hair, "But it's a bit difficult. I mean Ravi is smarter than Kishore and Narayan. He won't break that easily."
"Don't you have enough on him already to put him in jail?" Karan asked curiously as Jhanvi took her turn at the table.
"Yeah, but we have a lot more to lose. If we just blackmail him and try to expose him, there is a big risk of him exposing us," I replied with a sigh, "He has some videos that might still ruin my family's reputation."
I was referring to the videos of Nora and Kishore. Even after getting access to his computer, I couldn't be sure that Ravi didn't have a copy somewhere offline. And I hadn't told Karan about Nora's involvement in this yet, not wanting to complicate things for now.
"You know, if you think about it, he still wins in a way if we save the company and get rid of him," Jhanvi said thoughtfully, leaning against her cue.
"What do you mean?" Pooja Didi asked.
"I mean, Suraj said that there is still a lot of money that he can't trace, didn't you Suraj?" She replied and looked at me, "You said that you suspect he has a golden parachute hidden away for himself somewhere."
I nodded, "It's not in any account in his name. I am sure of that. Knowing his underground connections, he's probably converted it to gold, or something small and valuable, which he can get his hands on in a pinch to quickly escape."
"Right!" she smiled, leaning over the snooker table again and taking her shot. Karan watched her with a soft smile, his eyes following her ass and thighs as she bent over.
"Stop drooling over my sister, Karan, and take your turn," Pooja Didi commented, making Jhanvi and me giggle. Karan just shrugged and leaned down to take his shot, sinking two balls in the hole at once.
"Wow... not bad..." Jhanvi complimented, impressed.
"So, what I was saying was," Jhanvi continued, "why don't we get him to show us where he has hidden the money. We can find out and take that away too."
"If he has hidden copies somewhere, then they would probably be in the same place as his emergency stash. We can take both together," she added with a smile.
"That's actually a good idea," Karan agreed.
"He wouldn't trust a bank for this, but he definitely would have wanted it to be safe and under guard," I muttered thoughtfully.
"Shah Rukh!!!" Jhanvi said suddenly.
"What?" Pooja Didi looked at her, puzzled.
"Safe as a bank. Somewhere only he has access to it, and he can trust that the police or authorities can't reach. Remember Shah Rukh's hideout; it's the perfect place! I'm sure Ravi might have asked him to safekeep some of his stuff there," Jhanvi replied with an evil grin, "It all adds up!"
Karan took a deep breath and thought through the logic for a moment before looking up at me and nodding his head with a smile, "That's it. I can't think of a better hiding place. Jhanvi's right, it has to be there."
"I knew there was a reason I was marrying this one," I chuckled, winking at Jhanvi proudly. "You're a genius!"
Jhanvi smiled smugly, taking her shot at the table again, "Well, you didn't think you were the only clever one in the group, right?"
"It won't be easy though; we can't just walk into a criminal's den and ask to see Ravi's stuff," I muttered. I was lost in thought for a second before Jhanvi interrupted my train of thought.
"Maybe the sultry Zara Sheikh needs to pay another visit to Shah Rukh," Jhanvi grinned as she posed sensuously with the stick, "That old pervert was practically drooling all over me last time. I'm sure I can get him to reveal where Ravi's stash is hidden."
"Out of the question," I replied flatly, shaking my head at the suggestion, "Too dangerous! I'm not risking you again."
"Come on, I've done it once before, why not?" She protested, walking over to me, "I think I have an idea on how to do this."
I frowned as I glanced over at my beautiful Jhanvi. First Ileana and now sending Jhanvi back to Shah Rukh. This is really getting out of hand.
"I don't like this any more than you, but I don't think we have much of a choice. Ravi can even put another hit on you with the money if we let him escape with it," Pooja Didi spoke up, squeezing my hand, "If Jhanvi thinks she can pull it off, we need to listen to her."
"You know that I'll go crazy with worry because of you," I muttered in defeat, "Fine. Let's hear what you've got."
"Okay, here goes... " Jhanvi said with a smile, leaning forward slightly.
***
Team 007: An hour later--Vivaan's POV
Suraj Bhaiya and Mrs. Kapoor didn't hang around much longer after they paid off the hostess and other staff at the hotel, leaving me alone with my new partner/protectee, Ileana.
I zoomed in using my telephoto lens, taking a few pictures of Narayan staring at Ileana like a horny pervert, with a hungry expression on his face, and then I zoomed out and looked at her again.
'God! She's so damn HOT!' I thought to myself as I watched her in that sexy bikini. She looked absolutely stunning and sexy as hell; her long legs stretched out on the lounge chair; her perfect round tits barely contained in that skimpy top. Her smooth skin glistening in the sun and her long black hair cascading down her shoulders. It was all making my heart beat faster.
'Shit! Stop thinking about her like that! You're supposed to be her bodyguard,' I scolded myself and quickly tried to focus on the task at hand. But she was just so beautiful!
I shook my head and zoomed out, taking a few shots of Narayana and Ileana in the same frame. She was busy on her phone while Narayan kept checking her body out with lustful eyes.
I wondered if she had a boyfriend. Suraj Bhaiya hadn't told me much about her, but I was sure that a girl like her couldn't be single. She was gorgeous! In fact, she was probably messaging that boyfriend of hers right then to pass the time.
*Ping*
My phone buzzed with a text message. It was from an unknown number, but the words made me realize who was sending it. "I'm bored! Narayan hasn't even tried talking to me yet! How much longer do we have to keep this up? -- Moneypenny."
I grinned and texted back, "How did you get my number? -- Bond."
"Suraj Bhaiya just made a group chat between the four of us, called Team 007. Didn't you check your messages?"
"I'm busy checking out the villain," I replied with a smile, "You're not bad for a rookie agent, Miss Moneypenny. You've definitely got the perp's attention."
"Ugh! I'm avoiding looking at him; he's such a perv!" she replied after a moment, "You ARE back there, right? I won't feel safe here unless you are."
I paused for a moment, blushing as I typed out my reply, "You can always trust me. I'm your Bond in shining armour, remember? :P"
I cringed as I pressed send, realizing how dorky I must sound. I was no smooth-talking hunk like Suraj Bhaiya. I could only hope I didn't come across too much like a total geek.
"Hahaha! I'll hold you to it, okay, Mr. Bond?" she replied after a moment with a laughing emoji.
I was about to type back when the "Ileana is typing..." notification popped up on over her contact before disappearing and then reappearing several times. She was taking her time typing out a text. I wondered what it could be.
*Ping*
"By the way, thank you for calming me down earlier. You really are sweet, Mr. Bond! --Moneypenny."
I blushed deeply as I read her words. Sweet?! A beautiful, sexy girl like her was calling ME sweet! I didn't know what to think but my heart started beating like mad.
"You're welcome," I typed back, feeling that I could have said something cool and humble to impress her, but this was the best I could think of. I wish I could talk to her like Suraj Bhaiya could. But there was no chance of me ever being like him. Alas!
***
We continued chatting to pass the time for the next 15 minutes or so, until Narayan got up and walked away. He glanced back at Ileana one last time before heading back to his room. Mrs. Kapoor had told us that he might not get the nerve to make the first move and that we might have to try our plan tomorrow.
I made sure to check if he was gone before I walked out towards Ileana. My heart beating fast as I approached her, as she sat up on the chair with a big smile on her face. Her hair fell loosely around her face, framing those beautiful brown eyes. Her lips were full and red, making it hard not to stare at them.
"Hey, Mr. Bond," she said playfully as I walked up to her and I noticed for the first time that she was quite a bit taller than me, "Guess it isn't going to be that easy, huh?"
'God! She's so beautiful!' I thought again in my head and then realized that she'd asked me something.
"Oh, yeah... I guess not. Maybe we get a chance at him during dinner," I mumbled awkwardly, trying hard not to stare at her.
"Well, at least we have a top-tier luxury Villa together," she said with a playful smile and a wink, "Are you ready to be my roommate?"
'Roommate?' My mind raced with the possibilities, and I blushed. 'No, no, no! This is all business...'
"But it's too early to go back to the room, right?" she continued, not bothering to wait for my reply. Apparently, she was a bit of a chatterbox when you get her talking; not a good sign for a shy silent guy like me. But I loved listening to her!
"Yeah..." I said, trying to sound casual. I was about to say something more when suddenly she jumped off the chair and grabbed my arm.
"It's such a nice sunset, let's go take a walk together, Vivaan," she asked, grabbing my arm and pulling me along with her.
"Don't you want to change into something a bit more...uh... comfortable before we head out?" I asked, glancing down at her bikini top and sarong, which barely covered anything. She was so awkward about it when she had first worn it.
She blushed as she realized what I meant; apparently, she had forgotten about it in the heat of the moment. She appeared to think for a moment and glanced around the beach, then gave me a sad smile, "Nora Didi told me that I need to get more comfortable in this if I want to act natural with that perv while wearing such slutty clothes. And anyway, this is the perfect time for me to get some practice. No one's around but you, and you don't mind, do you, Mr. Bond?"
I gulped nervously, trying to hide how flustered I was feeling. God, she was so sexy! And the way her big brown eyes looked up at me so innocently.
"Uhh, no! Of course, not... Let's go," I replied, trying to play it cool, "Lead on, Miss Moneypenny."
***
"Well, we'll see about that but let's hope it doesn't come down to that," Jhanvi said, bending over and taking a shot from the opposite end of the pool table. She was dressed in a casual tee and shorts and her beautiful ass swayed in front of Karan's eyes, making him look and watch her appreciatively.
His gaze caught mine and I just smiled at him, shaking my head slightly at my friend's perverted smile. I know that we had fucked both the girls together just a few days ago but he knew that it could only ever happen again if I allowed it.
"So, what's next? Peter has talked to the police about Shah Rukh's trap. We just need to figure out how to break Ravi, right?" Pooja Didi looked over at me, squeezing my hand affectionately and curling up closer to me on the couch.
"Yeah... Ravi's next..." I muttered in reply, my free hand caressing Didi's long black hair, "But it's a bit difficult. I mean Ravi is smarter than Kishore and Narayan. He won't break that easily."
"Don't you have enough on him already to put him in jail?" Karan asked curiously as Jhanvi took her turn at the table.
"Yeah, but we have a lot more to lose. If we just blackmail him and try to expose him, there is a big risk of him exposing us," I replied with a sigh, "He has some videos that might still ruin my family's reputation."
I was referring to the videos of Nora and Kishore. Even after getting access to his computer, I couldn't be sure that Ravi didn't have a copy somewhere offline. And I hadn't told Karan about Nora's involvement in this yet, not wanting to complicate things for now.
"You know, if you think about it, he still wins in a way if we save the company and get rid of him," Jhanvi said thoughtfully, leaning against her cue.
"What do you mean?" Pooja Didi asked.
"I mean, Suraj said that there is still a lot of money that he can't trace, didn't you Suraj?" She replied and looked at me, "You said that you suspect he has a golden parachute hidden away for himself somewhere."
I nodded, "It's not in any account in his name. I am sure of that. Knowing his underground connections, he's probably converted it to gold, or something small and valuable, which he can get his hands on in a pinch to quickly escape."
"Right!" she smiled, leaning over the snooker table again and taking her shot. Karan watched her with a soft smile, his eyes following her ass and thighs as she bent over.
"Stop drooling over my sister, Karan, and take your turn," Pooja Didi commented, making Jhanvi and me giggle. Karan just shrugged and leaned down to take his shot, sinking two balls in the hole at once.
"Wow... not bad..." Jhanvi complimented, impressed.
"So, what I was saying was," Jhanvi continued, "why don't we get him to show us where he has hidden the money. We can find out and take that away too."
"If he has hidden copies somewhere, then they would probably be in the same place as his emergency stash. We can take both together," she added with a smile.
"That's actually a good idea," Karan agreed.
"He wouldn't trust a bank for this, but he definitely would have wanted it to be safe and under guard," I muttered thoughtfully.
"Shah Rukh!!!" Jhanvi said suddenly.
"What?" Pooja Didi looked at her, puzzled.
"Safe as a bank. Somewhere only he has access to it, and he can trust that the police or authorities can't reach. Remember Shah Rukh's hideout; it's the perfect place! I'm sure Ravi might have asked him to safekeep some of his stuff there," Jhanvi replied with an evil grin, "It all adds up!"
Karan took a deep breath and thought through the logic for a moment before looking up at me and nodding his head with a smile, "That's it. I can't think of a better hiding place. Jhanvi's right, it has to be there."
"I knew there was a reason I was marrying this one," I chuckled, winking at Jhanvi proudly. "You're a genius!"
Jhanvi smiled smugly, taking her shot at the table again, "Well, you didn't think you were the only clever one in the group, right?"
"It won't be easy though; we can't just walk into a criminal's den and ask to see Ravi's stuff," I muttered. I was lost in thought for a second before Jhanvi interrupted my train of thought.
"Maybe the sultry Zara Sheikh needs to pay another visit to Shah Rukh," Jhanvi grinned as she posed sensuously with the stick, "That old pervert was practically drooling all over me last time. I'm sure I can get him to reveal where Ravi's stash is hidden."
"Out of the question," I replied flatly, shaking my head at the suggestion, "Too dangerous! I'm not risking you again."
"Come on, I've done it once before, why not?" She protested, walking over to me, "I think I have an idea on how to do this."
I frowned as I glanced over at my beautiful Jhanvi. First Ileana and now sending Jhanvi back to Shah Rukh. This is really getting out of hand.
"I don't like this any more than you, but I don't think we have much of a choice. Ravi can even put another hit on you with the money if we let him escape with it," Pooja Didi spoke up, squeezing my hand, "If Jhanvi thinks she can pull it off, we need to listen to her."
"You know that I'll go crazy with worry because of you," I muttered in defeat, "Fine. Let's hear what you've got."
"Okay, here goes... " Jhanvi said with a smile, leaning forward slightly.
***
Team 007: An hour later--Vivaan's POV
Suraj Bhaiya and Mrs. Kapoor didn't hang around much longer after they paid off the hostess and other staff at the hotel, leaving me alone with my new partner/protectee, Ileana.
I zoomed in using my telephoto lens, taking a few pictures of Narayan staring at Ileana like a horny pervert, with a hungry expression on his face, and then I zoomed out and looked at her again.
'God! She's so damn HOT!' I thought to myself as I watched her in that sexy bikini. She looked absolutely stunning and sexy as hell; her long legs stretched out on the lounge chair; her perfect round tits barely contained in that skimpy top. Her smooth skin glistening in the sun and her long black hair cascading down her shoulders. It was all making my heart beat faster.
'Shit! Stop thinking about her like that! You're supposed to be her bodyguard,' I scolded myself and quickly tried to focus on the task at hand. But she was just so beautiful!
I shook my head and zoomed out, taking a few shots of Narayana and Ileana in the same frame. She was busy on her phone while Narayan kept checking her body out with lustful eyes.
I wondered if she had a boyfriend. Suraj Bhaiya hadn't told me much about her, but I was sure that a girl like her couldn't be single. She was gorgeous! In fact, she was probably messaging that boyfriend of hers right then to pass the time.
*Ping*
My phone buzzed with a text message. It was from an unknown number, but the words made me realize who was sending it. "I'm bored! Narayan hasn't even tried talking to me yet! How much longer do we have to keep this up? -- Moneypenny."
I grinned and texted back, "How did you get my number? -- Bond."
"Suraj Bhaiya just made a group chat between the four of us, called Team 007. Didn't you check your messages?"
"I'm busy checking out the villain," I replied with a smile, "You're not bad for a rookie agent, Miss Moneypenny. You've definitely got the perp's attention."
"Ugh! I'm avoiding looking at him; he's such a perv!" she replied after a moment, "You ARE back there, right? I won't feel safe here unless you are."
I paused for a moment, blushing as I typed out my reply, "You can always trust me. I'm your Bond in shining armour, remember? :P"
I cringed as I pressed send, realizing how dorky I must sound. I was no smooth-talking hunk like Suraj Bhaiya. I could only hope I didn't come across too much like a total geek.
"Hahaha! I'll hold you to it, okay, Mr. Bond?" she replied after a moment with a laughing emoji.
I was about to type back when the "Ileana is typing..." notification popped up on over her contact before disappearing and then reappearing several times. She was taking her time typing out a text. I wondered what it could be.
*Ping*
"By the way, thank you for calming me down earlier. You really are sweet, Mr. Bond! --Moneypenny."
I blushed deeply as I read her words. Sweet?! A beautiful, sexy girl like her was calling ME sweet! I didn't know what to think but my heart started beating like mad.
"You're welcome," I typed back, feeling that I could have said something cool and humble to impress her, but this was the best I could think of. I wish I could talk to her like Suraj Bhaiya could. But there was no chance of me ever being like him. Alas!
***
We continued chatting to pass the time for the next 15 minutes or so, until Narayan got up and walked away. He glanced back at Ileana one last time before heading back to his room. Mrs. Kapoor had told us that he might not get the nerve to make the first move and that we might have to try our plan tomorrow.
I made sure to check if he was gone before I walked out towards Ileana. My heart beating fast as I approached her, as she sat up on the chair with a big smile on her face. Her hair fell loosely around her face, framing those beautiful brown eyes. Her lips were full and red, making it hard not to stare at them.
"Hey, Mr. Bond," she said playfully as I walked up to her and I noticed for the first time that she was quite a bit taller than me, "Guess it isn't going to be that easy, huh?"
'God! She's so beautiful!' I thought again in my head and then realized that she'd asked me something.
"Oh, yeah... I guess not. Maybe we get a chance at him during dinner," I mumbled awkwardly, trying hard not to stare at her.
"Well, at least we have a top-tier luxury Villa together," she said with a playful smile and a wink, "Are you ready to be my roommate?"
'Roommate?' My mind raced with the possibilities, and I blushed. 'No, no, no! This is all business...'
"But it's too early to go back to the room, right?" she continued, not bothering to wait for my reply. Apparently, she was a bit of a chatterbox when you get her talking; not a good sign for a shy silent guy like me. But I loved listening to her!
"Yeah..." I said, trying to sound casual. I was about to say something more when suddenly she jumped off the chair and grabbed my arm.
"It's such a nice sunset, let's go take a walk together, Vivaan," she asked, grabbing my arm and pulling me along with her.
"Don't you want to change into something a bit more...uh... comfortable before we head out?" I asked, glancing down at her bikini top and sarong, which barely covered anything. She was so awkward about it when she had first worn it.
She blushed as she realized what I meant; apparently, she had forgotten about it in the heat of the moment. She appeared to think for a moment and glanced around the beach, then gave me a sad smile, "Nora Didi told me that I need to get more comfortable in this if I want to act natural with that perv while wearing such slutty clothes. And anyway, this is the perfect time for me to get some practice. No one's around but you, and you don't mind, do you, Mr. Bond?"
I gulped nervously, trying to hide how flustered I was feeling. God, she was so sexy! And the way her big brown eyes looked up at me so innocently.
"Uhh, no! Of course, not... Let's go," I replied, trying to play it cool, "Lead on, Miss Moneypenny."
***
- 280
- 39
- 29
We continued walking around for probably more than an hour, talking about random things at first, before we opened up and shared our own story of how we got involved in this Kapoor Family drama.
I told her how my father was fired a few years ago by that bastard Ravi and it resulted in my family losing everything. Including me, who had to drop his dream of being a professional photographer and be reduced to shooting pics at weddings and other events, until I ran into Suraj Bhaiya at the Navratri rave.
She seemed really saddened hearing what had happened to my father. I shook in anger, telling her about missing my chance to study abroad when my father lost his job. She held my hand reassuringly.
She in turn told me how her sister brought her up when their parents died and then how she was kidnapped and kept hostage for more than a year by Ravi's goons to blackmail her sister. Luckily, none of them dared lay a finger on her under Ravi's orders but apparently, she hadn't had a friend to talk to or spend a day outside the house for over a year before Suraj Bhaiya rescued her.
It seemed that both of us were victims of Ravi's treachery. Maybe that was the reason why I felt such a strong connection with her, and it wasn't just because of that killer body...
***
It was pretty dark by the time we returned, and the hostess told us that, unfortunately, Mr. Narayan had opted for room service, so there wasn't any chance of 'bumping' into him tonight.
We were both exhausted from the long walk and decided to order some food up as well and call it a night.
"I'll go shower and change before my food arrives, ok," she told me, opening the door to the bedroom, "I can't wait to get out of this stupid bikini."
"Okay... sure..." I replied, trying not to stare at her one last time. But I couldn't help myself; she really was beautiful. And so sexy in that bikini!
I sighed with frustration once she turned around and closed the bathroom door behind her.
'This is going to be a long week...'
***
She changed into a comfortable tank top and shorts combo once she came out. And I wasn't really sure if this helped to distract me from her hot body or not.
She didn't wear a bra, and her tits looked even more amazing, jiggling with each step, and her large nipples clearly visible through the soft cotton. It also didn't help that the tank top rode up a bit over her hips when she sat down on the couch next to me, revealing her flat stomach. Not to mention her shorts did nothing to hide those sexy legs of hers.
"God! That shower was exactly what I needed. Thank you so much for letting me go first," she said, smiling at me before grabbing her plate of food from the table, "You don't mind if I don't wait for you to get back, do you? I can't believe how hungry I am."
She had this cute look on her face, innocent yet mischievous at the same time. I couldn't help but smile back.
"No problem," I replied, grabbing my pyjamas from my bag before heading into the shower. I needed a cold shower if I was to spend the night in the same house with this girl.
***
We finished our dinner and decided to catch a movie on the TV before going to bed; or rather, she chose a romantic comedy and insisted that I join her. So, we cuddled up in the blanket on the bed watching some cheesy romcom.
And despite my initial reservations, the movie wasn't half bad. As the credits rolled, I turned to look at her to find that she was fast asleep, her head resting on the pillow and her lips slightly parted.
I couldn't help but stare at her; she looked like the sleeping beauty. Her chest slowly rising and falling with each breath. Her soft skin glowing in the dim light of the TV. Her hair falling gracefully around her face.
I don't know what made me do it, but I reached out and brushed the hair off her beautiful face. I quickly retracted my hand when she shifted slightly under the blanket, mumbling incoherently as she opened her eyes.
"D-Did I miss the movie?" she whispered sleepily, looking at me with those big beautiful brown eyes.
"Uhm, yeah," I mumbled, feeling awkward about waking her up like this, "I was just about to head to the living room to sleep on the couch."
She nodded lazily. I had just stepped off the bed when she called out my name softly, "Vivaaan...?"
I turned around to find her staring at me from the bed with a hesitant look on her face.
"Yeah?"
She bit her lips cutely and avoided my gaze, before speaking, "Can you stay here with me tonight?"
"I... uh... why?" I asked dumbly, not sure if I'd heard her right.
"The way that pervert, Narayan, was staring at me reminded me of the goons who kept me locked up... And... And..." she mumbled hesitantly, looking away from me, "And I don't want to be alone... tonight... Please... The bed is big enough for the two of us... I would feel so much safer with you here."
I hesitated for a moment, but I could tell she wasn't playing any game; she really was scared.
"Sure..." I whispered and sat back down beside her again, trying to keep some distance between us.
"Thank you, Mr. Bond..."
"Good night, Miss Moneypenny."
***
The next day we spent the morning with Ileana trying out all the outfits her sister had packed for her. Apparently, Mrs. K felt that the key to Narayan's heart was dressing like the kind of girls he liked; the sluttier the better!
Lucky for me, it meant that I was gifted with the sight of Ileana wearing one sexy outfit after another. Trying to figure out the most 'modest' slutty outfit... if there was such a thing.
"Ugh... why are all these outfits so skimpy," she muttered with exasperation, as she stepped out in a tight white top, which showed off a generous amount of cleavage, paired with tight ripped jeans, "I feel like I'm one of those girls in those Punjabi rap videos!"
"But the more you show off..." I tried explaining to her, but she interrupted me, rolling her eyes in frustration, "If you say, the 'more he'll like it', then I'm going to hit you, Vivaan!"
"Sorry, sorry..." I chuckled, holding up my hands in a placating gesture. She sighed and shook her head before walking over to sit next to me on the couch.
"It's just not fair that I have to dress so slutty just because of some perv," She grumbled, leaning her head against my shoulder and pouting like a child. The feeling of her tits pressed against me made me shiver; she didn't even seem to realize the effect her body was having on me.
'God! Why did she have to be so damn hot!' I thought, struggling to keep my composure as her soft breasts rubbed against me.
"You're doing really well," I reassured her, trying to ignore the butterflies in my stomach, "and remember, you are doing it for your sister."
She sighed again before replying, "I know, I know!"
"And it's not like anyone you know will ever see you dressed like this," I said with a chuckle, "It'll all be over by Friday, and you'll never have to do it again."
"You will know though, Mr. Bond," she mumbled, and I swear I thought I saw her blushing for a moment, but her eyes looked away quickly, "It's not like I have any friends, thanks to being a captive for so long. You are like the only person of my age that I know."
"That's not true, Ileana. You're just starting over. Things will only get better from here," I said and instinctively wrapped my arm around her shoulders, pulling her close to me, "Once Ravi is out of the picture, you can be free and go back to college or get a job."
"Maybe..." she grumbled and leaned into me, making my heart race.
"Hey! I am your partner in crime. Remember, Team 007," I chuckled and squeezed her tight, "I'm pretty sure that makes us friends."
She smiled and looked up at me, biting her lip cutely, "We are, aren't we... friends, I mean..."
"Definitely!" I replied cheerfully, "And I'll have tons of embarrassing pictures of you in these slutty outfits to blackmail you for life if you refuse."
"Ugh, don't you dare!" she laughed, hitting me playfully on the chest, "I might actually hit you with something heavy if you do."
***
Unfortunately for us, when we went out and checked, the hostess told us that Narayan had gone out sightseeing, without telling them where. So, Ileana and I spent the rest of the day in our Villa, watching a few more movies, and just chilling around to avoid the afternoon heat.
Luckily for me, a guy who got tongue tied around girls all his life, Ileana did most of the talking. And she was really good at it! We spent hours talking about any random thing under the sun. She had a great sense of humour and for some reason, she didn't mind my nerdy jokes and references. It was like being around an old friend; someone you can be yourself with.
We hardly noticed the time passing and before we knew it, it was already seven thirty in the evening, when the hostess called us to inform us that Narayan had dropped by for dinner.
Fifteen minutes later, I took my position, watching from a corner while he sat at a far table, when Ileana walked in, alone, wearing that white top that showed off her tits and a pair of ripped jeans that hugged her ass and hips perfectly.
I watched from the far side of the restaurant, sipping my drink as Ileana stopped a few steps away from the entrance and glanced around the room casually. She seemed to spot Narayan, sitting alone and went towards him, purposefully taking a table next to him.
I took a few pictures discretely, smiling to myself as I watched the perv glance up at her immediately and then back down at his food. His face was red, and I knew he must be sneaking glances from the corner of his eyes.
Ileana pretended not to notice him. I picked up my phone and dialled her number, watching as she answered and started to talk loudly with a big smile.
"Where are you, baby? I was waiting all day for you!" she said with a loud voice, clearly making sure Narayan would overhear it, "Why didn't you pick up yesterday?"
"He's taking the bait. I can see him craning his neck to hear what's going on," I spoke softly into my phone, "Keep going..."
"What do you mean your wife found out? I thought you two were getting a divorce," she exclaimed loudly, causing Narayan to look up again. This time he didn't bother looking away when Ileana turned towards him. He was clearly interested in what she was saying.
"You're a natural at this, Moneypenny," I told her with a smirk, "and he's clearly interested. Keep it up! That perv won't be able to resist this opportunity."
I saw her bite her lips in embarrassment for a second before continuing, "What about me? What about us? I thought you loved me!"
"Wow! You could be an actress. Seriously you're perfect!" I chuckled.
"Shut up! You're distracting me," I heard her mumble in a low voice before continuing the drama on the phone, "Fine! So, you want me to just stay here waiting for you like some idiot! What about me? We haven't fucked in weeks!"
"And he's hooked," I whispered, watching him stare at her now without any pretence of eating, his eyes fixated on her ass. It was obvious now that he was playing along with her show.
"You'll come back when your wife is out of town, and then what? I'm not a toy you can use whenever you feel like it. Fuck you, Vivaan!" she yelled before abruptly pretending to cut the call but instead leaving the line open and putting her head down on the table, pretending to be upset.
I told her how my father was fired a few years ago by that bastard Ravi and it resulted in my family losing everything. Including me, who had to drop his dream of being a professional photographer and be reduced to shooting pics at weddings and other events, until I ran into Suraj Bhaiya at the Navratri rave.
She seemed really saddened hearing what had happened to my father. I shook in anger, telling her about missing my chance to study abroad when my father lost his job. She held my hand reassuringly.
She in turn told me how her sister brought her up when their parents died and then how she was kidnapped and kept hostage for more than a year by Ravi's goons to blackmail her sister. Luckily, none of them dared lay a finger on her under Ravi's orders but apparently, she hadn't had a friend to talk to or spend a day outside the house for over a year before Suraj Bhaiya rescued her.
It seemed that both of us were victims of Ravi's treachery. Maybe that was the reason why I felt such a strong connection with her, and it wasn't just because of that killer body...
***
It was pretty dark by the time we returned, and the hostess told us that, unfortunately, Mr. Narayan had opted for room service, so there wasn't any chance of 'bumping' into him tonight.
We were both exhausted from the long walk and decided to order some food up as well and call it a night.
"I'll go shower and change before my food arrives, ok," she told me, opening the door to the bedroom, "I can't wait to get out of this stupid bikini."
"Okay... sure..." I replied, trying not to stare at her one last time. But I couldn't help myself; she really was beautiful. And so sexy in that bikini!
I sighed with frustration once she turned around and closed the bathroom door behind her.
'This is going to be a long week...'
***
She changed into a comfortable tank top and shorts combo once she came out. And I wasn't really sure if this helped to distract me from her hot body or not.
She didn't wear a bra, and her tits looked even more amazing, jiggling with each step, and her large nipples clearly visible through the soft cotton. It also didn't help that the tank top rode up a bit over her hips when she sat down on the couch next to me, revealing her flat stomach. Not to mention her shorts did nothing to hide those sexy legs of hers.
"God! That shower was exactly what I needed. Thank you so much for letting me go first," she said, smiling at me before grabbing her plate of food from the table, "You don't mind if I don't wait for you to get back, do you? I can't believe how hungry I am."
She had this cute look on her face, innocent yet mischievous at the same time. I couldn't help but smile back.
"No problem," I replied, grabbing my pyjamas from my bag before heading into the shower. I needed a cold shower if I was to spend the night in the same house with this girl.
***
We finished our dinner and decided to catch a movie on the TV before going to bed; or rather, she chose a romantic comedy and insisted that I join her. So, we cuddled up in the blanket on the bed watching some cheesy romcom.
And despite my initial reservations, the movie wasn't half bad. As the credits rolled, I turned to look at her to find that she was fast asleep, her head resting on the pillow and her lips slightly parted.
I couldn't help but stare at her; she looked like the sleeping beauty. Her chest slowly rising and falling with each breath. Her soft skin glowing in the dim light of the TV. Her hair falling gracefully around her face.
I don't know what made me do it, but I reached out and brushed the hair off her beautiful face. I quickly retracted my hand when she shifted slightly under the blanket, mumbling incoherently as she opened her eyes.
"D-Did I miss the movie?" she whispered sleepily, looking at me with those big beautiful brown eyes.
"Uhm, yeah," I mumbled, feeling awkward about waking her up like this, "I was just about to head to the living room to sleep on the couch."
She nodded lazily. I had just stepped off the bed when she called out my name softly, "Vivaaan...?"
I turned around to find her staring at me from the bed with a hesitant look on her face.
"Yeah?"
She bit her lips cutely and avoided my gaze, before speaking, "Can you stay here with me tonight?"
"I... uh... why?" I asked dumbly, not sure if I'd heard her right.
"The way that pervert, Narayan, was staring at me reminded me of the goons who kept me locked up... And... And..." she mumbled hesitantly, looking away from me, "And I don't want to be alone... tonight... Please... The bed is big enough for the two of us... I would feel so much safer with you here."
I hesitated for a moment, but I could tell she wasn't playing any game; she really was scared.
"Sure..." I whispered and sat back down beside her again, trying to keep some distance between us.
"Thank you, Mr. Bond..."
"Good night, Miss Moneypenny."
***
The next day we spent the morning with Ileana trying out all the outfits her sister had packed for her. Apparently, Mrs. K felt that the key to Narayan's heart was dressing like the kind of girls he liked; the sluttier the better!
Lucky for me, it meant that I was gifted with the sight of Ileana wearing one sexy outfit after another. Trying to figure out the most 'modest' slutty outfit... if there was such a thing.
"Ugh... why are all these outfits so skimpy," she muttered with exasperation, as she stepped out in a tight white top, which showed off a generous amount of cleavage, paired with tight ripped jeans, "I feel like I'm one of those girls in those Punjabi rap videos!"
"But the more you show off..." I tried explaining to her, but she interrupted me, rolling her eyes in frustration, "If you say, the 'more he'll like it', then I'm going to hit you, Vivaan!"
"Sorry, sorry..." I chuckled, holding up my hands in a placating gesture. She sighed and shook her head before walking over to sit next to me on the couch.
"It's just not fair that I have to dress so slutty just because of some perv," She grumbled, leaning her head against my shoulder and pouting like a child. The feeling of her tits pressed against me made me shiver; she didn't even seem to realize the effect her body was having on me.
'God! Why did she have to be so damn hot!' I thought, struggling to keep my composure as her soft breasts rubbed against me.
"You're doing really well," I reassured her, trying to ignore the butterflies in my stomach, "and remember, you are doing it for your sister."
She sighed again before replying, "I know, I know!"
"And it's not like anyone you know will ever see you dressed like this," I said with a chuckle, "It'll all be over by Friday, and you'll never have to do it again."
"You will know though, Mr. Bond," she mumbled, and I swear I thought I saw her blushing for a moment, but her eyes looked away quickly, "It's not like I have any friends, thanks to being a captive for so long. You are like the only person of my age that I know."
"That's not true, Ileana. You're just starting over. Things will only get better from here," I said and instinctively wrapped my arm around her shoulders, pulling her close to me, "Once Ravi is out of the picture, you can be free and go back to college or get a job."
"Maybe..." she grumbled and leaned into me, making my heart race.
"Hey! I am your partner in crime. Remember, Team 007," I chuckled and squeezed her tight, "I'm pretty sure that makes us friends."
She smiled and looked up at me, biting her lip cutely, "We are, aren't we... friends, I mean..."
"Definitely!" I replied cheerfully, "And I'll have tons of embarrassing pictures of you in these slutty outfits to blackmail you for life if you refuse."
"Ugh, don't you dare!" she laughed, hitting me playfully on the chest, "I might actually hit you with something heavy if you do."
***
Unfortunately for us, when we went out and checked, the hostess told us that Narayan had gone out sightseeing, without telling them where. So, Ileana and I spent the rest of the day in our Villa, watching a few more movies, and just chilling around to avoid the afternoon heat.
Luckily for me, a guy who got tongue tied around girls all his life, Ileana did most of the talking. And she was really good at it! We spent hours talking about any random thing under the sun. She had a great sense of humour and for some reason, she didn't mind my nerdy jokes and references. It was like being around an old friend; someone you can be yourself with.
We hardly noticed the time passing and before we knew it, it was already seven thirty in the evening, when the hostess called us to inform us that Narayan had dropped by for dinner.
Fifteen minutes later, I took my position, watching from a corner while he sat at a far table, when Ileana walked in, alone, wearing that white top that showed off her tits and a pair of ripped jeans that hugged her ass and hips perfectly.
I watched from the far side of the restaurant, sipping my drink as Ileana stopped a few steps away from the entrance and glanced around the room casually. She seemed to spot Narayan, sitting alone and went towards him, purposefully taking a table next to him.
I took a few pictures discretely, smiling to myself as I watched the perv glance up at her immediately and then back down at his food. His face was red, and I knew he must be sneaking glances from the corner of his eyes.
Ileana pretended not to notice him. I picked up my phone and dialled her number, watching as she answered and started to talk loudly with a big smile.
"Where are you, baby? I was waiting all day for you!" she said with a loud voice, clearly making sure Narayan would overhear it, "Why didn't you pick up yesterday?"
"He's taking the bait. I can see him craning his neck to hear what's going on," I spoke softly into my phone, "Keep going..."
"What do you mean your wife found out? I thought you two were getting a divorce," she exclaimed loudly, causing Narayan to look up again. This time he didn't bother looking away when Ileana turned towards him. He was clearly interested in what she was saying.
"You're a natural at this, Moneypenny," I told her with a smirk, "and he's clearly interested. Keep it up! That perv won't be able to resist this opportunity."
I saw her bite her lips in embarrassment for a second before continuing, "What about me? What about us? I thought you loved me!"
"Wow! You could be an actress. Seriously you're perfect!" I chuckled.
"Shut up! You're distracting me," I heard her mumble in a low voice before continuing the drama on the phone, "Fine! So, you want me to just stay here waiting for you like some idiot! What about me? We haven't fucked in weeks!"
"And he's hooked," I whispered, watching him stare at her now without any pretence of eating, his eyes fixated on her ass. It was obvious now that he was playing along with her show.
"You'll come back when your wife is out of town, and then what? I'm not a toy you can use whenever you feel like it. Fuck you, Vivaan!" she yelled before abruptly pretending to cut the call but instead leaving the line open and putting her head down on the table, pretending to be upset.
- 280
- 39
- 29
I watched as Narayan raised his hand to call a waiter and ordered something. Within minutes the waiter returned with a drink on the tray, which he brought over to Ileana.
"Here you go, miss," the Waiter spoke loudly to catch her attention, "compliments of the gentleman."
I saw Ileana look up slowly and then turn towards him, staring at him with those beautiful brown eyes. She took a moment to compose herself before looking up at Narayan with a confused expression, "For me?"
Narayan took this opportunity to stand up and walk over to her side, his hands behind his back. He looked nervous but he was smiling, "My apologies for eavesdropping, but you seemed so upset, and I thought a nice glass of wine might cheer you up."
"Oh, thank you," she replied, giving him a hesitant smile. Her voice clearly trembling with emotion, but I knew this was all an act. She was damn good, nicely playing it up.
"I hope you don't mind me sitting here?" Narayan asked, looking genuinely concerned.
She looked down and then up at him again, giving him a bright smile. She shook her head, "No, not at all. Thank you so much. It's just been a very rough day."
"Well, I'm sure everything will turn out alright in the end," he replied, sitting down across from her, "My name is Narayan."
"Hi Narayan," she said, holding out her hand and smiling softly at him, "I'm Ileana."
"Such a pretty name for an even prettier girl!" he replied, "Who was the idiot that dumped you like that?"
"Yeah, a loser! But it's my own fault. I have a soft spot for married older men," she replied with a sigh and took a sip from her wine, " I knew what I was getting myself into, but I can never resist. The heart wants what it can't have."
Those magic words seemed to peak Narayan's interest, thinking that he'd probably hit the jackpot. I smirked as I saw him sit up straight and puff up his chest slightly.
Picking my camera up, I got to work taking pictures of the two of them talking. The game was on, and we were going to need all the evidence we could get our hands on.
***
"I got a date for tomorrow night!" Ileana exclaimed happily, practically bouncing up and down on the bed like an overexcited puppy as she called her sister to tell her that we would probably be able to get the kissing photos that we needed by tomorrow.
"Good job, sis," I heard her voice, sounding relieved, "but I hope you are safe..."
"I am safe. My 'Mr. Bond' is taking care of me," she said with a wink towards me and then giggled. I heard her sister sigh on the other side of the phone.
"I'm sure he is," she muttered sarcastically, "Just make sure you get it done tomorrow, okay? We need those photos or else everything fails..."
"Don't worry, sis. I'll take care of it for you," Ileana replied and hung up, before falling back on the bed with a heavy sigh.
"You did really good today," I complimented her with a smile.
"Thanks Mr. Bond," she replied with a grin and rolled onto her side, propping herself up on her elbows and fixing those big beautiful brown eyes on me, "It was my first ever acting assignment."
"The way you put it on in there was brilliant," I told her with a smile, "You were just the right amount of flirty, vulnerable, sexy, and yet mysterious..."
"Thank you," she said shyly, biting her bottom lip and blushing slightly.
"Oh my God! You're blushing," I teased her with a laugh, "Don't be embarrassed!"
"I'm not used to hearing such nice things from a guy," she said with a shy smile, her cheeks turning a deeper shade of pink, "Usually it goes something like this, 'Hey girl, stay away from the windows!'; 'Hey girl, stop singing so loud!'; 'Hey girl, sit quietly and don't annoy us!' Those were from the goons who'd kept me hostage."
I chuckled lightly, shaking my head at her. She seemed so innocent and yet so seductive at the same time.
"But seriously, thank you, Vivaan. I know I'm just a naive girl with no experience in any of this," she said softly, "I don't think I could have had the courage to pull it off if you weren't here with me. I just feel safer knowing that you're here. You're a good partner."
"I told you, Team 007, remember?" I replied, feeling my heart beating faster, "Trust me!"
"Team 007..." she sighed dreamily and nodded, "So... What now?"
"Now, we can chill till tomorrow night. Then you dress up sexy, turn up the charm and kiss Narayan a few times. Get me some good money shots and that will be enough for Suraj Bhaiya," I replied, grinning widely.
But rather than cheering her up, something I said seemed to upset her and her expression suddenly changed; her smile disappearing and her eyes looking down, staring at nothing.
"Ileana? You okay?" I asked with concern, my smile fading as I reached out and touched her shoulder, "Hey..."
She didn't respond for a few moments and then looked up at me. I was surprised to see tears in her eyes as she sniffled slightly.
"H-hey, what happened? I-I'm sorry, if I said anything wrong," I mumbled, feeling confused. What had just happened? I was just joking around. What the hell did I do?
"It's not you," she muttered and sniffled a bit, wiping her eyes, "I'm just stupid. You're going to tease me if I tell you..."
"I won't tease you," I promised her sincerely, "I swear!"
She looked up at me again with those beautiful brown eyes, her lips trembling and then sighed heavily, "I've-never-kissed-someone-and-I-don't-want-my-first-kiss-to-be-with-some-old-perv!"
"Wait what?" I asked, unable to make out what she had just parroted out at a high speed in one single breath.
"I've never kissed anyone, and I don't want my first kiss to be with some old perv!" She repeated slowly this time but looked away, embarrassed. Her cheeks were flushed red, and she looked so cute like that, it was hard to resist smiling.
"Vivaan! You promised you wouldn't tease me," she mumbled shyly.
"I'm not... It's just that..." I stuttered, trying to find the right words, "Sometimes, you're just so sexy and innocent at the same time. How can someone as gorgeous and hot like you not have been kissed before?"
"I told you not to tease me," she pouted, turning her head and looking away from me. She was blushing even harder now, and I felt like such an asshole for making her feel bad.
"I'm not... I'm serious..." I said, taking her chin gently in my hands and turning her head towards me, "You really are the most beautiful girl I've ever met. I just really can't believe you never kissed someone before."
"And you have?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Her cheeks were still pink, and her lips slightly parted.
"No..." I replied with a nervous chuckle, "But I'm a nerd... and you are well, you!"
"See, why is it such a big deal that I haven't kissed someone, when you haven't either," she mumbled sadly, "My first kiss was supposed to be special, and now I'll have to kiss that old pervert."
I stared at her, feeling my heart beating fast in my chest. She looked so sad... So vulnerable and beautiful... and before I realized what I was saying, the words escaped my lips, "I could... uhmm... I could help you..." I whispered softly, "I mean... just so that your first kiss is not with fucking Narayan!"
I fully expected a slap or something and was stunned when she just stared at me for a moment, her eyes wide and her lips parted slightly in surprise. She looked up at me and bit her lips shyly before mumbling, "Do you mean it?"
"It's just an option," I replied quickly with a nervous chuckle, suddenly feeling very awkward. What the fuck did I just blurt out! I was supposed to be her bodyguard and here I was offering to make out with her.
She didn't reply for a few moments, and I thought that she must be too shocked at my words to say anything.
"Okay," she finally whispered after a long pause, so soft that I almost didn't hear her.
"W-What?" I asked, trying to understand if I had heard right.
"Yes, I would like it if you did that," she replied hesitantly, looking away from me, still biting her bottom lip. Her hands were trembling, and her face was flushed, and fuck, she looked gorgeous.
"Uhh... I mean... if you are sure about this..." I mumbled, suddenly feeling very nervous myself, "I don't want you to feel pressured into doing anything you don't want to do."
"I don't... I want you to help me," she replied, looking up at me with those beautiful brown eyes, "And I feel safe with you, Vivaan. We are partners, aren't we? Team 007!"
"Yes..." I whispered and smiled at her. My heart was racing so fast in my chest, it felt like it would burst any minute. For the first time, instead of avoiding staring at her sexy body, I avoided her eyes and dropped my gaze down.
She was wearing the same tight white tank top that showed the perfect outline of those amazing breasts that were barely contained by the fabric. The large dark circles of her nipples were visible through her clothes. I realized immediately that this was definitely the wrong choice because now I was blushing AND had my cock starting to get erect. Then my eyes wandered downwards towards those long legs...
"So?" she asked as she sat back up on the bed, pulling me back from my trance, "Are we gonna do this?"
I was leaning back against the headrest of the bed with my feet up in front of me, while she was sitting cross legged on the side. I gulped and nodded slowly; my eyes fixed on her lips now. Fuck, those full, sexy lips of hers...
Then before I could say anything else, she crawled over to me and straddled my legs, putting her weight on my lap, sitting perilously close to my now rock-hard cock and placing her hands around my neck. My hands instinctively went to her waist, slipping under the tank top and feeling the goosebumps on her skin.
Her face was only a few inches away from mine -- so fucking close that I felt her warm breath against my cheek.
"Just kissing," she mumbled softly, biting her bottom lip again, "we are partners, and we are just helping each other."
"Of course! Just kissing," I agreed, nodding dumbly, staring at her lips. They looked even more kissable from this close, soft and full, glistening slightly from her spit.
"Just partners," she repeated, leaning forward and slowly closing her eyes as she pressed her mouth to mine.
'OH FUCK!'
Her lips were soft, warm, and tasted sweet as she kissed me; just a light peck on my lips at first, then a longer one, then another. She pulled away after a few moments, her eyes wide open and staring into mine, her cheeks flushed with excitement.
I leaned forward again and kissed her, this time parting my lips and feeling her's part too. Our tongues met for the first time. Soon our lips pressed together more firmly, her mouth opening wider, her tongue pushing into mine.
She moaned softly against my lips as we kissed, her fingers gripping the back of my neck tighter, pulling me deeper into the kiss. My hands on her waist tightened as I returned her kisses with equal passion, enjoying the taste of her mouth, her tongue, her soft lips.
"V-vivaan!" she moaned softly when we finally broke apart, gasping slightly. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes glazed over, her breathing quick and heavy. Fuck, she was so sexy!
"That was amazing," I mumbled, staring up at her beautiful face. I could still feel her lips on mine, taste her saliva in my mouth, even smell her scent lingering around me.
"It was!" she agreed breathlessly with a soft smile, resting her forehead against mine. She bit her lower lip and then leaned back a little bit, before hesitating and mumbling, "One more time? Please?"
"Here you go, miss," the Waiter spoke loudly to catch her attention, "compliments of the gentleman."
I saw Ileana look up slowly and then turn towards him, staring at him with those beautiful brown eyes. She took a moment to compose herself before looking up at Narayan with a confused expression, "For me?"
Narayan took this opportunity to stand up and walk over to her side, his hands behind his back. He looked nervous but he was smiling, "My apologies for eavesdropping, but you seemed so upset, and I thought a nice glass of wine might cheer you up."
"Oh, thank you," she replied, giving him a hesitant smile. Her voice clearly trembling with emotion, but I knew this was all an act. She was damn good, nicely playing it up.
"I hope you don't mind me sitting here?" Narayan asked, looking genuinely concerned.
She looked down and then up at him again, giving him a bright smile. She shook her head, "No, not at all. Thank you so much. It's just been a very rough day."
"Well, I'm sure everything will turn out alright in the end," he replied, sitting down across from her, "My name is Narayan."
"Hi Narayan," she said, holding out her hand and smiling softly at him, "I'm Ileana."
"Such a pretty name for an even prettier girl!" he replied, "Who was the idiot that dumped you like that?"
"Yeah, a loser! But it's my own fault. I have a soft spot for married older men," she replied with a sigh and took a sip from her wine, " I knew what I was getting myself into, but I can never resist. The heart wants what it can't have."
Those magic words seemed to peak Narayan's interest, thinking that he'd probably hit the jackpot. I smirked as I saw him sit up straight and puff up his chest slightly.
Picking my camera up, I got to work taking pictures of the two of them talking. The game was on, and we were going to need all the evidence we could get our hands on.
***
"I got a date for tomorrow night!" Ileana exclaimed happily, practically bouncing up and down on the bed like an overexcited puppy as she called her sister to tell her that we would probably be able to get the kissing photos that we needed by tomorrow.
"Good job, sis," I heard her voice, sounding relieved, "but I hope you are safe..."
"I am safe. My 'Mr. Bond' is taking care of me," she said with a wink towards me and then giggled. I heard her sister sigh on the other side of the phone.
"I'm sure he is," she muttered sarcastically, "Just make sure you get it done tomorrow, okay? We need those photos or else everything fails..."
"Don't worry, sis. I'll take care of it for you," Ileana replied and hung up, before falling back on the bed with a heavy sigh.
"You did really good today," I complimented her with a smile.
"Thanks Mr. Bond," she replied with a grin and rolled onto her side, propping herself up on her elbows and fixing those big beautiful brown eyes on me, "It was my first ever acting assignment."
"The way you put it on in there was brilliant," I told her with a smile, "You were just the right amount of flirty, vulnerable, sexy, and yet mysterious..."
"Thank you," she said shyly, biting her bottom lip and blushing slightly.
"Oh my God! You're blushing," I teased her with a laugh, "Don't be embarrassed!"
"I'm not used to hearing such nice things from a guy," she said with a shy smile, her cheeks turning a deeper shade of pink, "Usually it goes something like this, 'Hey girl, stay away from the windows!'; 'Hey girl, stop singing so loud!'; 'Hey girl, sit quietly and don't annoy us!' Those were from the goons who'd kept me hostage."
I chuckled lightly, shaking my head at her. She seemed so innocent and yet so seductive at the same time.
"But seriously, thank you, Vivaan. I know I'm just a naive girl with no experience in any of this," she said softly, "I don't think I could have had the courage to pull it off if you weren't here with me. I just feel safer knowing that you're here. You're a good partner."
"I told you, Team 007, remember?" I replied, feeling my heart beating faster, "Trust me!"
"Team 007..." she sighed dreamily and nodded, "So... What now?"
"Now, we can chill till tomorrow night. Then you dress up sexy, turn up the charm and kiss Narayan a few times. Get me some good money shots and that will be enough for Suraj Bhaiya," I replied, grinning widely.
But rather than cheering her up, something I said seemed to upset her and her expression suddenly changed; her smile disappearing and her eyes looking down, staring at nothing.
"Ileana? You okay?" I asked with concern, my smile fading as I reached out and touched her shoulder, "Hey..."
She didn't respond for a few moments and then looked up at me. I was surprised to see tears in her eyes as she sniffled slightly.
"H-hey, what happened? I-I'm sorry, if I said anything wrong," I mumbled, feeling confused. What had just happened? I was just joking around. What the hell did I do?
"It's not you," she muttered and sniffled a bit, wiping her eyes, "I'm just stupid. You're going to tease me if I tell you..."
"I won't tease you," I promised her sincerely, "I swear!"
She looked up at me again with those beautiful brown eyes, her lips trembling and then sighed heavily, "I've-never-kissed-someone-and-I-don't-want-my-first-kiss-to-be-with-some-old-perv!"
"Wait what?" I asked, unable to make out what she had just parroted out at a high speed in one single breath.
"I've never kissed anyone, and I don't want my first kiss to be with some old perv!" She repeated slowly this time but looked away, embarrassed. Her cheeks were flushed red, and she looked so cute like that, it was hard to resist smiling.
"Vivaan! You promised you wouldn't tease me," she mumbled shyly.
"I'm not... It's just that..." I stuttered, trying to find the right words, "Sometimes, you're just so sexy and innocent at the same time. How can someone as gorgeous and hot like you not have been kissed before?"
"I told you not to tease me," she pouted, turning her head and looking away from me. She was blushing even harder now, and I felt like such an asshole for making her feel bad.
"I'm not... I'm serious..." I said, taking her chin gently in my hands and turning her head towards me, "You really are the most beautiful girl I've ever met. I just really can't believe you never kissed someone before."
"And you have?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Her cheeks were still pink, and her lips slightly parted.
"No..." I replied with a nervous chuckle, "But I'm a nerd... and you are well, you!"
"See, why is it such a big deal that I haven't kissed someone, when you haven't either," she mumbled sadly, "My first kiss was supposed to be special, and now I'll have to kiss that old pervert."
I stared at her, feeling my heart beating fast in my chest. She looked so sad... So vulnerable and beautiful... and before I realized what I was saying, the words escaped my lips, "I could... uhmm... I could help you..." I whispered softly, "I mean... just so that your first kiss is not with fucking Narayan!"
I fully expected a slap or something and was stunned when she just stared at me for a moment, her eyes wide and her lips parted slightly in surprise. She looked up at me and bit her lips shyly before mumbling, "Do you mean it?"
"It's just an option," I replied quickly with a nervous chuckle, suddenly feeling very awkward. What the fuck did I just blurt out! I was supposed to be her bodyguard and here I was offering to make out with her.
She didn't reply for a few moments, and I thought that she must be too shocked at my words to say anything.
"Okay," she finally whispered after a long pause, so soft that I almost didn't hear her.
"W-What?" I asked, trying to understand if I had heard right.
"Yes, I would like it if you did that," she replied hesitantly, looking away from me, still biting her bottom lip. Her hands were trembling, and her face was flushed, and fuck, she looked gorgeous.
"Uhh... I mean... if you are sure about this..." I mumbled, suddenly feeling very nervous myself, "I don't want you to feel pressured into doing anything you don't want to do."
"I don't... I want you to help me," she replied, looking up at me with those beautiful brown eyes, "And I feel safe with you, Vivaan. We are partners, aren't we? Team 007!"
"Yes..." I whispered and smiled at her. My heart was racing so fast in my chest, it felt like it would burst any minute. For the first time, instead of avoiding staring at her sexy body, I avoided her eyes and dropped my gaze down.
She was wearing the same tight white tank top that showed the perfect outline of those amazing breasts that were barely contained by the fabric. The large dark circles of her nipples were visible through her clothes. I realized immediately that this was definitely the wrong choice because now I was blushing AND had my cock starting to get erect. Then my eyes wandered downwards towards those long legs...
"So?" she asked as she sat back up on the bed, pulling me back from my trance, "Are we gonna do this?"
I was leaning back against the headrest of the bed with my feet up in front of me, while she was sitting cross legged on the side. I gulped and nodded slowly; my eyes fixed on her lips now. Fuck, those full, sexy lips of hers...
Then before I could say anything else, she crawled over to me and straddled my legs, putting her weight on my lap, sitting perilously close to my now rock-hard cock and placing her hands around my neck. My hands instinctively went to her waist, slipping under the tank top and feeling the goosebumps on her skin.
Her face was only a few inches away from mine -- so fucking close that I felt her warm breath against my cheek.
"Just kissing," she mumbled softly, biting her bottom lip again, "we are partners, and we are just helping each other."
"Of course! Just kissing," I agreed, nodding dumbly, staring at her lips. They looked even more kissable from this close, soft and full, glistening slightly from her spit.
"Just partners," she repeated, leaning forward and slowly closing her eyes as she pressed her mouth to mine.
'OH FUCK!'
Her lips were soft, warm, and tasted sweet as she kissed me; just a light peck on my lips at first, then a longer one, then another. She pulled away after a few moments, her eyes wide open and staring into mine, her cheeks flushed with excitement.
I leaned forward again and kissed her, this time parting my lips and feeling her's part too. Our tongues met for the first time. Soon our lips pressed together more firmly, her mouth opening wider, her tongue pushing into mine.
She moaned softly against my lips as we kissed, her fingers gripping the back of my neck tighter, pulling me deeper into the kiss. My hands on her waist tightened as I returned her kisses with equal passion, enjoying the taste of her mouth, her tongue, her soft lips.
"V-vivaan!" she moaned softly when we finally broke apart, gasping slightly. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes glazed over, her breathing quick and heavy. Fuck, she was so sexy!
"That was amazing," I mumbled, staring up at her beautiful face. I could still feel her lips on mine, taste her saliva in my mouth, even smell her scent lingering around me.
"It was!" she agreed breathlessly with a soft smile, resting her forehead against mine. She bit her lower lip and then leaned back a little bit, before hesitating and mumbling, "One more time? Please?"
- 280
- 39
- 29
"Again?" I mumbled in confusion, trying to keep my thoughts focused. God, she was so hot!
"I don't want my second kiss to be with that fucking pervert either," she whispered, licking her lips and then leaning forward, pressing her mouth to mine again.
This time, there were no soft kisses. Her lips crushed into mine and her tongue pushed past my own, sliding against it with a hungry need. She moaned into my mouth again, her hands running through my hair, her nails scraping lightly over my neck and shoulders.
My own hands were still on her waist, holding her close, my fingers stroking lightly over the bare skin of her stomach, caressing her back. But soon they moved down her hips to her ass, gripping her firm round butt cheeks tightly and squeezing them.
She gasped against my mouth, breaking the kiss, and stared at me for a moment before smirking and leaning forward again, kissing me harder this time, biting on my lip, and sucking on my tongue.
"Fuck..." I groaned when she broke away after a while, both of us panting heavily. She smiled at me, her eyes glazed over with desire.
"I-I don't want my third kiss to be with him either," she whispered breathlessly, licking her lips. Her cheeks flushed and her brown eyes staring into mine, "Nor my fourth!"
"You're right... w-what do you suggest?" I asked with an earnest look, trying to keep myself calm. My heart was racing; my pulse pounding in my ears. She looked so sexy with her tits heaving with each breath, her chest rising and falling, her nipples poking through her top.
Her hands on my neck moved down, rubbing my shirt softly. Her eyes were fixed on mine.
"Kiss me more," she mumbled, staring into my eyes, "Kiss me until we've lost count."
She leaned forward again, giving me a soft tender peck on my lips, before pulling back slightly and staring at me expectantly. I swallowed nervously; my throat dry and my heart beating so hard against my chest it felt like it would burst.
"I'm pretty good with math," I whispered hoarsely, "It'll be difficult to lose count."
"We'll see about that, Mr. Bond!" she said playfully, grinning with an evil glint in her eyes, "We have a long time till tomorrow for me to make you lose count."
"Just kissing?" I mumbled, this time it was more of a hopeful question than a statement.
"Just kissing," she replied, nodding firmly and pulling me forward, crushing her lips against mine.
I barely heard a whisper escape her lips and wasn't sure if I really heard it or not, "For now..."
***
I woke up the next morning to find Ileana cuddled up to me, her arms wrapped around me, and her face buried against my chest. We had kept making out till late into the night, losing all track of time. Eventually, we fell asleep together in each other's arms on the bed.
I looked at her beautiful face, her eyes closed and her long eyelashes fluttering faintly, her soft pink lips parted slightly.
God! She was gorgeous!
My eyes wandered downwards, admiring her body more freely now. I guess 33 kisses gave me a bit of liberty. Her tits were pressed against me and I could feel the hardness of her nipples poking through the thin material of her tank top; her full round breasts squashed against my chest. My hands were around her waist, and they seemed to wander under her top on their own, feeling her soft skin, her flat stomach, her toned waist.
I looked at the clock, it was just after 6 AM. So, I just lay there for a few moments, enjoying the feeling of her warm soft body against mine. I couldn't help but chant a silent prayer to thank God for last night.
I felt her stir in my arms about fifteen minutes later, mumbling something unintelligible as she stretched and yawned. Then she opened her eyes and looked up at me, smiling brightly before snuggling closer to me.
"Morning," she mumbled sleepily, rubbing her eyes and stretching out again.
"Good morning," I mumbled lazily and instinctively leaned down and gave her a soft peck on her lips.
"Hmmm," she moaned softly, looking up at me with a shy smile. "Thirty-four," she mumbled groggily.
"Hmm?" I asked, feeling confused.
"That was our thirty-fourth kiss," she replied with another sleepy smile, and then leaned in and pressed her lips to mine again, her tongue sliding over mine, "Thirty-five now, and you said you were good at math."
"Oh right," I mumbled, rolling my eyes and laughing, "Did you sleep well?"
"I haven't slept that peacefully in years. I always worried about the goons when I was their captive," she pulled herself up a little, cuddling closer to me before continuing, "and even after being freed, sleeping alone used to give me nightmares for a while now. So, thank you!"
"For what?"
"For being a good friend," she replied softly, her fingers tracing the contours of my face lightly, "For helping me. For giving me my first kiss. For making me feel safe."
"I still can't believe you let a nerd like me kiss you," I admitted with a grin.
"What do you mean 'nerd'. You are amazing," she whispered and looked up at me with an irritated pout, "Don't call yourself that, or I'll get mad."
"Ok, ok," I mumbled in surrender, not wanting to upset her.
"What's your favourite memory?" she asked suddenly.
"What?" I asked, feeling confused again at her sudden change of topic.
"Hmm," she mumbled, looking up at me with those beautiful brown eyes, "Tell me about the memory that makes you happy when you think of it."
"I don't know," I muttered, the first thing popping into my mind was our first kiss, but I felt it would be too cheesy to say that out aloud. I thought for a moment, trying to think of something else to say. But all I could think of was her, of the time we'd spent together. It was so special, so fun, and so exciting.
"Oh, come on," she insisted and nudged me lightly with her elbow, "Tell me!"
"Well, when I got my first camera," I lied as I traced her soft pink lips with my finger. She parted them slightly and she gave my finger a soft kiss.
Then she looked at me with a shrewd smile and bit my finger playfully, making me wince in pain, "What? You don't believe me?"
She rolled her eyes, "I've lived with you for two days and I can already tell when you are lying."
"Ok, fine... What about you? What is your favourite memory?" I asked, trying to change the topic onto her.
"I'm not telling a liar about my favourite memory," she replied with an evil glint in her big brown eyes and then suddenly she started tickling my ribs. I gasped and squirmed under her assault, laughing uncontrollably. This girl was crazy.
"Aaagh! Stop!" I cried out, laughing so hard it hurt. She giggled and stopped for a second, resting her chin on my chest and looking at me with a mischievous grin.
"Tell me the truth, or I'll start again," she threatened and gave me another evil grin.
"Ok! Ok! Fine!" I muttered breathlessly, "My favourite memory is when I kissed you..."
"So cheesy!" she said after a moment, rolling her eyes with an exasperated expression, "But... good answer!"
I laughed and looked at her, still smiling from our little tickling match, "So what's yours?"
But she didn't answer and instead leaned forward, pressing her lips to mine softly and slipping her tongue inside my mouth. I moaned against her mouth, my hands coming up to caress her back, slipping under the top to feel her skin.
After a few minutes of our passionate kissing, we broke apart, both of us gasping slightly.
"Thirty-six..." she muttered as she got up from the bed and headed to the bathroom.
"We won't lose count if your keep calling it out like that!" I said with an exasperated look. But she popped her head out of the bathroom, a toothbrush in her mouth, grinning cheekily.
"I don't care. You promised to help me lose count. So just keep kissing me until I forget," she said and pulled her brush out and stuck her tongue out at me before disappearing back into the bathroom.
I chuckled, rolling my eyes at her antics. 'What had Suraj Bhaiya gotten me into?'
***
We decided to enjoy the attached pool once we were done with our breakfast. I got into the water first, waiting for her to join me. And to my surprise, Ileana decided to wear the same pink bikini that she had tried on the first day.
"You said I looked hot in this," she said with an innocent smile when she caught me staring at her as she got into the pool. I couldn't take my eyes off her; she looked absolutely gorgeous. Her hair tied in a messy bun. Her breasts looked even bigger in the skimpy pink bikini, and her ass was so round and firm. She looked like a fucking goddess!
She caught me ogling her, smirking at me as she walked over to me. The pool was quite shallow, so it reached only up to our waists. Her breasts looking so fucking hot with the drops of water running down her cleavage.
"Where were we at?" she asked coyly as she stepped closer to me, putting her arms around my neck.
"Stop keeping count you crazy woman!" I said with an exasperated sigh, but she grinned mischievously and pressed herself against me. Her tits pressed against my chest, making my cock harden even more at the contact.
"But I like it when you kiss me," she whispered and leaned in and kissed me softly, her tongue slipping into my mouth to caress mine.
"You're crazy," I muttered against her lips, kissing her back passionately, while my hands wandered over her body. They ran up her sides, cupping her breasts for a moment before continuing over her shoulders. She moaned into my mouth, her own hands exploring my bare chest and shoulders.
"Shut up and do your job, Mr. Bond," she mumbled, nibbling on my lips before deepening the kiss again. Her tongue danced inside my mouth and her hands wandered to the back of my neck, her fingers twinning themselves in my hair. My own hands roamed her body, feeling her soft skin under my fingers, her back, her hips, her thighs...
I was expecting some resistance when my fingers reached her ass, but I was surprised when Ileana didn't stop me from groping her round ass cheeks firmly. I moaned against her lips, my other hand coming down to join the first, my cock throbbing hard in my trunks, pressing against her stomach.
She broke away from our kiss after a while and gave me a shy, innocent smile, "Thirty... Thirty-seven..."
***
"I don't want my second kiss to be with that fucking pervert either," she whispered, licking her lips and then leaning forward, pressing her mouth to mine again.
This time, there were no soft kisses. Her lips crushed into mine and her tongue pushed past my own, sliding against it with a hungry need. She moaned into my mouth again, her hands running through my hair, her nails scraping lightly over my neck and shoulders.
My own hands were still on her waist, holding her close, my fingers stroking lightly over the bare skin of her stomach, caressing her back. But soon they moved down her hips to her ass, gripping her firm round butt cheeks tightly and squeezing them.
She gasped against my mouth, breaking the kiss, and stared at me for a moment before smirking and leaning forward again, kissing me harder this time, biting on my lip, and sucking on my tongue.
"Fuck..." I groaned when she broke away after a while, both of us panting heavily. She smiled at me, her eyes glazed over with desire.
"I-I don't want my third kiss to be with him either," she whispered breathlessly, licking her lips. Her cheeks flushed and her brown eyes staring into mine, "Nor my fourth!"
"You're right... w-what do you suggest?" I asked with an earnest look, trying to keep myself calm. My heart was racing; my pulse pounding in my ears. She looked so sexy with her tits heaving with each breath, her chest rising and falling, her nipples poking through her top.
Her hands on my neck moved down, rubbing my shirt softly. Her eyes were fixed on mine.
"Kiss me more," she mumbled, staring into my eyes, "Kiss me until we've lost count."
She leaned forward again, giving me a soft tender peck on my lips, before pulling back slightly and staring at me expectantly. I swallowed nervously; my throat dry and my heart beating so hard against my chest it felt like it would burst.
"I'm pretty good with math," I whispered hoarsely, "It'll be difficult to lose count."
"We'll see about that, Mr. Bond!" she said playfully, grinning with an evil glint in her eyes, "We have a long time till tomorrow for me to make you lose count."
"Just kissing?" I mumbled, this time it was more of a hopeful question than a statement.
"Just kissing," she replied, nodding firmly and pulling me forward, crushing her lips against mine.
I barely heard a whisper escape her lips and wasn't sure if I really heard it or not, "For now..."
***
I woke up the next morning to find Ileana cuddled up to me, her arms wrapped around me, and her face buried against my chest. We had kept making out till late into the night, losing all track of time. Eventually, we fell asleep together in each other's arms on the bed.
I looked at her beautiful face, her eyes closed and her long eyelashes fluttering faintly, her soft pink lips parted slightly.
God! She was gorgeous!
My eyes wandered downwards, admiring her body more freely now. I guess 33 kisses gave me a bit of liberty. Her tits were pressed against me and I could feel the hardness of her nipples poking through the thin material of her tank top; her full round breasts squashed against my chest. My hands were around her waist, and they seemed to wander under her top on their own, feeling her soft skin, her flat stomach, her toned waist.
I looked at the clock, it was just after 6 AM. So, I just lay there for a few moments, enjoying the feeling of her warm soft body against mine. I couldn't help but chant a silent prayer to thank God for last night.
I felt her stir in my arms about fifteen minutes later, mumbling something unintelligible as she stretched and yawned. Then she opened her eyes and looked up at me, smiling brightly before snuggling closer to me.
"Morning," she mumbled sleepily, rubbing her eyes and stretching out again.
"Good morning," I mumbled lazily and instinctively leaned down and gave her a soft peck on her lips.
"Hmmm," she moaned softly, looking up at me with a shy smile. "Thirty-four," she mumbled groggily.
"Hmm?" I asked, feeling confused.
"That was our thirty-fourth kiss," she replied with another sleepy smile, and then leaned in and pressed her lips to mine again, her tongue sliding over mine, "Thirty-five now, and you said you were good at math."
"Oh right," I mumbled, rolling my eyes and laughing, "Did you sleep well?"
"I haven't slept that peacefully in years. I always worried about the goons when I was their captive," she pulled herself up a little, cuddling closer to me before continuing, "and even after being freed, sleeping alone used to give me nightmares for a while now. So, thank you!"
"For what?"
"For being a good friend," she replied softly, her fingers tracing the contours of my face lightly, "For helping me. For giving me my first kiss. For making me feel safe."
"I still can't believe you let a nerd like me kiss you," I admitted with a grin.
"What do you mean 'nerd'. You are amazing," she whispered and looked up at me with an irritated pout, "Don't call yourself that, or I'll get mad."
"Ok, ok," I mumbled in surrender, not wanting to upset her.
"What's your favourite memory?" she asked suddenly.
"What?" I asked, feeling confused again at her sudden change of topic.
"Hmm," she mumbled, looking up at me with those beautiful brown eyes, "Tell me about the memory that makes you happy when you think of it."
"I don't know," I muttered, the first thing popping into my mind was our first kiss, but I felt it would be too cheesy to say that out aloud. I thought for a moment, trying to think of something else to say. But all I could think of was her, of the time we'd spent together. It was so special, so fun, and so exciting.
"Oh, come on," she insisted and nudged me lightly with her elbow, "Tell me!"
"Well, when I got my first camera," I lied as I traced her soft pink lips with my finger. She parted them slightly and she gave my finger a soft kiss.
Then she looked at me with a shrewd smile and bit my finger playfully, making me wince in pain, "What? You don't believe me?"
She rolled her eyes, "I've lived with you for two days and I can already tell when you are lying."
"Ok, fine... What about you? What is your favourite memory?" I asked, trying to change the topic onto her.
"I'm not telling a liar about my favourite memory," she replied with an evil glint in her big brown eyes and then suddenly she started tickling my ribs. I gasped and squirmed under her assault, laughing uncontrollably. This girl was crazy.
"Aaagh! Stop!" I cried out, laughing so hard it hurt. She giggled and stopped for a second, resting her chin on my chest and looking at me with a mischievous grin.
"Tell me the truth, or I'll start again," she threatened and gave me another evil grin.
"Ok! Ok! Fine!" I muttered breathlessly, "My favourite memory is when I kissed you..."
"So cheesy!" she said after a moment, rolling her eyes with an exasperated expression, "But... good answer!"
I laughed and looked at her, still smiling from our little tickling match, "So what's yours?"
But she didn't answer and instead leaned forward, pressing her lips to mine softly and slipping her tongue inside my mouth. I moaned against her mouth, my hands coming up to caress her back, slipping under the top to feel her skin.
After a few minutes of our passionate kissing, we broke apart, both of us gasping slightly.
"Thirty-six..." she muttered as she got up from the bed and headed to the bathroom.
"We won't lose count if your keep calling it out like that!" I said with an exasperated look. But she popped her head out of the bathroom, a toothbrush in her mouth, grinning cheekily.
"I don't care. You promised to help me lose count. So just keep kissing me until I forget," she said and pulled her brush out and stuck her tongue out at me before disappearing back into the bathroom.
I chuckled, rolling my eyes at her antics. 'What had Suraj Bhaiya gotten me into?'
***
We decided to enjoy the attached pool once we were done with our breakfast. I got into the water first, waiting for her to join me. And to my surprise, Ileana decided to wear the same pink bikini that she had tried on the first day.
"You said I looked hot in this," she said with an innocent smile when she caught me staring at her as she got into the pool. I couldn't take my eyes off her; she looked absolutely gorgeous. Her hair tied in a messy bun. Her breasts looked even bigger in the skimpy pink bikini, and her ass was so round and firm. She looked like a fucking goddess!
She caught me ogling her, smirking at me as she walked over to me. The pool was quite shallow, so it reached only up to our waists. Her breasts looking so fucking hot with the drops of water running down her cleavage.
"Where were we at?" she asked coyly as she stepped closer to me, putting her arms around my neck.
"Stop keeping count you crazy woman!" I said with an exasperated sigh, but she grinned mischievously and pressed herself against me. Her tits pressed against my chest, making my cock harden even more at the contact.
"But I like it when you kiss me," she whispered and leaned in and kissed me softly, her tongue slipping into my mouth to caress mine.
"You're crazy," I muttered against her lips, kissing her back passionately, while my hands wandered over her body. They ran up her sides, cupping her breasts for a moment before continuing over her shoulders. She moaned into my mouth, her own hands exploring my bare chest and shoulders.
"Shut up and do your job, Mr. Bond," she mumbled, nibbling on my lips before deepening the kiss again. Her tongue danced inside my mouth and her hands wandered to the back of my neck, her fingers twinning themselves in my hair. My own hands roamed her body, feeling her soft skin under my fingers, her back, her hips, her thighs...
I was expecting some resistance when my fingers reached her ass, but I was surprised when Ileana didn't stop me from groping her round ass cheeks firmly. I moaned against her lips, my other hand coming down to join the first, my cock throbbing hard in my trunks, pressing against her stomach.
She broke away from our kiss after a while and gave me a shy, innocent smile, "Thirty... Thirty-seven..."
***
- 280
- 39
- 29
Moonlight Lounge, 7 PM
I fidgeted nervously as I took my place behind a pillar at the far side of the restaurant, trying to get an angle where I had a clear view of Ileana and Narayan.
Another generous tip to the hostess and the staff in advance, from the money Suraj Bhaiya had given me, had ensured that they would be seated at a prime spot for photos, and I would have a clear line-of-sight. But I still felt nervous, I had no idea how tonight would play out.
Narayan was the first to arrive, he looked quite confident as he sat down in his seat and ordered a drink, waiting for his date to show up. He was wearing a grey suit with a blue tie and looking very dapper for once. I felt a twinge as a wave of jealousy ran through me when I looked at the bastard through my viewfinder. This fucking old asshole was going to kiss Ileana!
I took a few shots from my position, trying to keep my thoughts from wandering off into a dangerous territory, as I contemplated any alternative to this. But I needed to focus on getting the evidence we needed for Suraj Bhaiya. To save his family and also for Pooja and Jhanvi Didi.
I was lost in thought when I got a call from her. I plugged in my AirPods to my ear.
"I'm coming in. Stay close, please," she muttered nervously.
"Don't worry, you can trust me," I whispered back reassuringly, "and keep the call running with your phone turned down on the table."
I saw the hostess walking towards the table with Ileana in tow, and I nearly dropped my camera at the sight of her. She hadn't shown me what she had planned to wear, and I could have never imagined her looking this hot!
She wore a tight, off-the-shoulder black cocktail dress that clung to her sexy body like a second skin, hugging her every curve perfectly. Her soft, full tits pushed up and looked so fucking tempting. She had left her hair down and it fell around her face, framing her pretty face beautifully. She wore red lipstick on her full pouty lips, accentuating their natural beauty even more and giving her a sultry look. She looked absolutely radiant and gorgeous!
Narayan's reaction was no different. He stood up, his mouth gaping open at the sight of her, looking her up and down like a hungry wolf staring at a juicy morsel. I felt that surge of jealousy run through me again and gritted my teeth.
"Ahh... you look beautiful..." Narayan said with a wide smile, taking her hand in his and kissing it.
I wanted to break his face!
"You're such a gentleman," she replied with a shy smile and sat down at the table gracefully. She put her phone on the table, and I could hear the conversation clearly.
Over the next 15 minutes or so, I watched her play him like a violin, laughing at his stupid jokes, and flirting with him shamelessly. He seemed to be completely smitten by her already, hanging onto every word that came out of her mouth.
"I'm glad that we could do this tonight," she said with a soft smile, "You are so sweet..."
"The pleasure's all mine," Narayan replied suavely, "Would you like to get a drink?"
"Oh, yes, please," she replied with a grin. As she turned to call the hostess, he interrupted her.
"Wait, let me get you a cocktail, something you have never tasted before. I'm quite good with these things," he said confidently and stood up, walking towards the bar.
"He's acting a bit odd. He could have kissed me already by now," she mumbled softly to herself, knowing I could hear her. I was thinking the same thing.
"Please be careful, Ileana," I muttered to myself, watching Narayan return a few minutes later with two drinks in hand.
"This is a special drink, called a 'Russian Rose'," he said with a smile, putting one down in front of Ileana.
"You should know I'm not good with alcohol," she replied coyly and giggled, taking a sip of it. She made a satisfied sound and licked her lips slowly, "Wow, you're right. I've never tasted anything like this before."
'Come on you old fucker! Make a move already!' I thought with frustration.
However, over the next 10 minutes, things started to get weird. I saw Narayan looking at his phone frequently, looking around like he was waiting for something to happen. And to add to that, Ileana seemed to be a bit more buzzed than she should have been after just one glass of a light cocktail!
Something was off, and I wondered if I should step in and end this, when an older guy about Narayan's age walked over to the table. He stared at Ileana with a look of lust in his eyes.
"Hey, there," he said with a smile, standing beside the table.
Narayan looked up at him with a smile, "Ah, yes... you're here. Let's go for a walk, shall we?"
'The Fuck!' I thought to myself, feeling confused by this whole situation.
"Ahh... are we leaving now?" Ileana slurred and smiled up at him.
I stepped out immediately; this was not what we had signed up for! I took a step towards the group when a bulky looking man appeared out of nowhere and blocked my way.
"Sir, I'm from the security. We don't allow photography inside the restaurant," the guard said firmly to me, stopping me from approaching them.
"Yes, my friend and I wanted to take you out for a nice moonlight walk near the beach," Narayan's voice came through on my phone, "You'll be fine, dear, we are just going to go for a short stroll."
'FUCK!' I tried to push past the bulky guard, but he held me in place, blocking my view. Then, suddenly I heard Ileana's voice in my ears.
"Mmmh, that sounds romantic," she giggled. As she stood up, she stumbled, "But... I feel a bit dizzy."
I fucking lost it at this point. I had to get to her! With all my strength, I pushed against the guard, but he wouldn't budge. Instead, he knocked me back onto the floor. My AirPods fell out of my ear and skidded under a nearby table. Luckily, the hostess I had paid off, came running to my aid as she heard the scuffle.
It took a minute or two for her to pull the security guy away from me and let me go. But as I rushed to their table, her clutch was gone, but I found Ileana's phone still there where she had left it. My partner was gone!
'Fuck!'
***
Narayan glanced over his shoulder as they stepped out of the restaurant, hoping that no one would see them leave with the girl in such a state. She was barely conscious, stumbling around drunkenly and slurring words.
He had been surprised at how quickly the drugs had taken effect on her. But then again, he had been generous with the dose. She was so hot that he didn't want to risk her changing her mind.
Beside him, his best friend Manohar smiled broadly and slipped a hand around her waist, pulling the young girl against him. "Damn, how did you get so lucky tonight?" he asked, staring down at her face before turning back to his friend.
"I'm just that good," Narayan replied with a smirk, "she was practically begging for it."
"And you're sure she's alone?" Manohar pressed on, knowing how much his friend enjoyed these little 'encounters'. He looked at the girl in his grasp; she was so fucking hot!
"Oh, yeah, she told me her rich boyfriend had dumped her," Narayan replied with a smug grin. They were walking down towards the parking lot. Their room wasn't the ideal place. His wife knew he was staying here for a 'conference' and she was suspicious enough to check out if he had anyone stay over during the night!
"She's not from around here," he continued with an evil grin, "so there's nothing to worry about. Besides, she'll probably not remember enough to tell anyone about this once we are finished with her."
Narayan opened his car, and they laid her out in the backseat, "You drive and I'll sample the goods on the way."
Her dress rode up her thighs when he pushed her in, those sexy legs that she had shown off at the pool. He had been lusting after her ever since. He licked his lips and got into the back seat with her, tracing his fingers along her inner thighs, "Mmm... you really are one sexy bitch..." he whispered.
"Mmmm, Vivaan," she mumbled drunkenly; her eyes closed. She didn't seem to realize what was happening.
"Yeah, that's right, Vivaan is gonna fuck you good," he growled and indicated to his friend to drive out of the parking lot. His fingers pulling down her dress slowly to reveal her breasts.
She wore a lacy red bra, and her tits were huge! The cups pushed them upwards, and they looked so fucking hot. He felt his cock harden in his pants, his hand reaching out to squeeze her breasts roughly through her bra, pinching her nipple between his fingers.
She moaned and arched her back, turning her head towards him and opening her eyes slightly. She looked confused for a second but then smiled at him sleepily, "I haven't lost count, you know..." she mumbled drunkenly.
"She's completely out of it," Narayan chuckled and looked up at Manohar, who was glancing back with an evil grin on his face, while they drove off. "Get us someplace nice and quiet. This is gonna be one fun night!"
His friend laughed, turning the wheel, speeding up as they hit the highway, "Hey don't have all the fun, leave some for me..."
*CRASH*
***
Vivaan's POV
I felt a rush of adrenaline pumping through my veins. I had never driven this fast before. My hands gripped the steering wheel firmly and the engine roared in front of me. I was driving like a madman on those twisting roads, but I didn't care!
'Please be safe. Just hold on!' I muttered to himself, glancing at my phone for directions.
Luckily, Bhaiya had left us a car to use for the mission and I had rushed downstairs towards the parking lot. The tracker I had placed in her clutch bag was active and showed her to be moving on the road.
I pushed down on the pedal and swerved to the left, barely missing another car coming from the front. The road stretched out before me, winding its way through trees and brush.
I checked the app again. 'They're not too far ahead,' I thought, trying to keep my focus on the road. And just a minute later, I spotted his car in the distance. He seemed to be in a rush to get away.
I didn't know what else to do as I sped up the car to catch up with them. It was too risky to take them head on, but I had no other choice. I had to stop the car somehow, who knows what was going on inside.
Luckily, there was a sharp hairpin turn just ahead and as their car slowed down, I pressed my foot hard against the gas pedal. My heart raced as I sped up and drove my vehicle right beside Narayan's car, ramming it into a spin!
*CRASH*
My car's airbags immediately activated with the impact of the crash, knocking me out with the sudden jolt!
***
"Thank God, you were able to find them in time!" Suraj Bhaiya patted me on the shoulder, "You are one brave guy, Vivaan."
I sat on one of the chairs at the local police station with Suraj Bhaiya. Karan Bhaiya was inside, talking to the head inspector on duty. Mrs. Kapoor and Ileana were back at the hotel while we sorted things out with the police. I didn't want to leave Ileana alone, but she was still passed out and her sister insisted that she'd take care of her. So, I joined Suraj Bhaiya at the station.
After I crashed into Narayan's car, I had managed to regain my consciousness just a few minutes later. I pulled my door open and staggered out, trying to shake away the dizziness as I walked towards their car.
I glanced inside, the driver was knocked out, his airbag had deployed, and it seemed he had broken his nose. And in the backseat Narayan lay crumpled between the front and backseats, holding his head. I could see blood trickling down the side of his face.
But my eyes were on Ileana as I pried open the door. She was lying on the backseat, unconscious, but incredibly, she had no signs of any injuries. It seemed that Narayan had cushioned her from the crash.
I fidgeted nervously as I took my place behind a pillar at the far side of the restaurant, trying to get an angle where I had a clear view of Ileana and Narayan.
Another generous tip to the hostess and the staff in advance, from the money Suraj Bhaiya had given me, had ensured that they would be seated at a prime spot for photos, and I would have a clear line-of-sight. But I still felt nervous, I had no idea how tonight would play out.
Narayan was the first to arrive, he looked quite confident as he sat down in his seat and ordered a drink, waiting for his date to show up. He was wearing a grey suit with a blue tie and looking very dapper for once. I felt a twinge as a wave of jealousy ran through me when I looked at the bastard through my viewfinder. This fucking old asshole was going to kiss Ileana!
I took a few shots from my position, trying to keep my thoughts from wandering off into a dangerous territory, as I contemplated any alternative to this. But I needed to focus on getting the evidence we needed for Suraj Bhaiya. To save his family and also for Pooja and Jhanvi Didi.
I was lost in thought when I got a call from her. I plugged in my AirPods to my ear.
"I'm coming in. Stay close, please," she muttered nervously.
"Don't worry, you can trust me," I whispered back reassuringly, "and keep the call running with your phone turned down on the table."
I saw the hostess walking towards the table with Ileana in tow, and I nearly dropped my camera at the sight of her. She hadn't shown me what she had planned to wear, and I could have never imagined her looking this hot!
She wore a tight, off-the-shoulder black cocktail dress that clung to her sexy body like a second skin, hugging her every curve perfectly. Her soft, full tits pushed up and looked so fucking tempting. She had left her hair down and it fell around her face, framing her pretty face beautifully. She wore red lipstick on her full pouty lips, accentuating their natural beauty even more and giving her a sultry look. She looked absolutely radiant and gorgeous!
Narayan's reaction was no different. He stood up, his mouth gaping open at the sight of her, looking her up and down like a hungry wolf staring at a juicy morsel. I felt that surge of jealousy run through me again and gritted my teeth.
"Ahh... you look beautiful..." Narayan said with a wide smile, taking her hand in his and kissing it.
I wanted to break his face!
"You're such a gentleman," she replied with a shy smile and sat down at the table gracefully. She put her phone on the table, and I could hear the conversation clearly.
Over the next 15 minutes or so, I watched her play him like a violin, laughing at his stupid jokes, and flirting with him shamelessly. He seemed to be completely smitten by her already, hanging onto every word that came out of her mouth.
"I'm glad that we could do this tonight," she said with a soft smile, "You are so sweet..."
"The pleasure's all mine," Narayan replied suavely, "Would you like to get a drink?"
"Oh, yes, please," she replied with a grin. As she turned to call the hostess, he interrupted her.
"Wait, let me get you a cocktail, something you have never tasted before. I'm quite good with these things," he said confidently and stood up, walking towards the bar.
"He's acting a bit odd. He could have kissed me already by now," she mumbled softly to herself, knowing I could hear her. I was thinking the same thing.
"Please be careful, Ileana," I muttered to myself, watching Narayan return a few minutes later with two drinks in hand.
"This is a special drink, called a 'Russian Rose'," he said with a smile, putting one down in front of Ileana.
"You should know I'm not good with alcohol," she replied coyly and giggled, taking a sip of it. She made a satisfied sound and licked her lips slowly, "Wow, you're right. I've never tasted anything like this before."
'Come on you old fucker! Make a move already!' I thought with frustration.
However, over the next 10 minutes, things started to get weird. I saw Narayan looking at his phone frequently, looking around like he was waiting for something to happen. And to add to that, Ileana seemed to be a bit more buzzed than she should have been after just one glass of a light cocktail!
Something was off, and I wondered if I should step in and end this, when an older guy about Narayan's age walked over to the table. He stared at Ileana with a look of lust in his eyes.
"Hey, there," he said with a smile, standing beside the table.
Narayan looked up at him with a smile, "Ah, yes... you're here. Let's go for a walk, shall we?"
'The Fuck!' I thought to myself, feeling confused by this whole situation.
"Ahh... are we leaving now?" Ileana slurred and smiled up at him.
I stepped out immediately; this was not what we had signed up for! I took a step towards the group when a bulky looking man appeared out of nowhere and blocked my way.
"Sir, I'm from the security. We don't allow photography inside the restaurant," the guard said firmly to me, stopping me from approaching them.
"Yes, my friend and I wanted to take you out for a nice moonlight walk near the beach," Narayan's voice came through on my phone, "You'll be fine, dear, we are just going to go for a short stroll."
'FUCK!' I tried to push past the bulky guard, but he held me in place, blocking my view. Then, suddenly I heard Ileana's voice in my ears.
"Mmmh, that sounds romantic," she giggled. As she stood up, she stumbled, "But... I feel a bit dizzy."
I fucking lost it at this point. I had to get to her! With all my strength, I pushed against the guard, but he wouldn't budge. Instead, he knocked me back onto the floor. My AirPods fell out of my ear and skidded under a nearby table. Luckily, the hostess I had paid off, came running to my aid as she heard the scuffle.
It took a minute or two for her to pull the security guy away from me and let me go. But as I rushed to their table, her clutch was gone, but I found Ileana's phone still there where she had left it. My partner was gone!
'Fuck!'
***
Narayan glanced over his shoulder as they stepped out of the restaurant, hoping that no one would see them leave with the girl in such a state. She was barely conscious, stumbling around drunkenly and slurring words.
He had been surprised at how quickly the drugs had taken effect on her. But then again, he had been generous with the dose. She was so hot that he didn't want to risk her changing her mind.
Beside him, his best friend Manohar smiled broadly and slipped a hand around her waist, pulling the young girl against him. "Damn, how did you get so lucky tonight?" he asked, staring down at her face before turning back to his friend.
"I'm just that good," Narayan replied with a smirk, "she was practically begging for it."
"And you're sure she's alone?" Manohar pressed on, knowing how much his friend enjoyed these little 'encounters'. He looked at the girl in his grasp; she was so fucking hot!
"Oh, yeah, she told me her rich boyfriend had dumped her," Narayan replied with a smug grin. They were walking down towards the parking lot. Their room wasn't the ideal place. His wife knew he was staying here for a 'conference' and she was suspicious enough to check out if he had anyone stay over during the night!
"She's not from around here," he continued with an evil grin, "so there's nothing to worry about. Besides, she'll probably not remember enough to tell anyone about this once we are finished with her."
Narayan opened his car, and they laid her out in the backseat, "You drive and I'll sample the goods on the way."
Her dress rode up her thighs when he pushed her in, those sexy legs that she had shown off at the pool. He had been lusting after her ever since. He licked his lips and got into the back seat with her, tracing his fingers along her inner thighs, "Mmm... you really are one sexy bitch..." he whispered.
"Mmmm, Vivaan," she mumbled drunkenly; her eyes closed. She didn't seem to realize what was happening.
"Yeah, that's right, Vivaan is gonna fuck you good," he growled and indicated to his friend to drive out of the parking lot. His fingers pulling down her dress slowly to reveal her breasts.
She wore a lacy red bra, and her tits were huge! The cups pushed them upwards, and they looked so fucking hot. He felt his cock harden in his pants, his hand reaching out to squeeze her breasts roughly through her bra, pinching her nipple between his fingers.
She moaned and arched her back, turning her head towards him and opening her eyes slightly. She looked confused for a second but then smiled at him sleepily, "I haven't lost count, you know..." she mumbled drunkenly.
"She's completely out of it," Narayan chuckled and looked up at Manohar, who was glancing back with an evil grin on his face, while they drove off. "Get us someplace nice and quiet. This is gonna be one fun night!"
His friend laughed, turning the wheel, speeding up as they hit the highway, "Hey don't have all the fun, leave some for me..."
*CRASH*
***
Vivaan's POV
I felt a rush of adrenaline pumping through my veins. I had never driven this fast before. My hands gripped the steering wheel firmly and the engine roared in front of me. I was driving like a madman on those twisting roads, but I didn't care!
'Please be safe. Just hold on!' I muttered to himself, glancing at my phone for directions.
Luckily, Bhaiya had left us a car to use for the mission and I had rushed downstairs towards the parking lot. The tracker I had placed in her clutch bag was active and showed her to be moving on the road.
I pushed down on the pedal and swerved to the left, barely missing another car coming from the front. The road stretched out before me, winding its way through trees and brush.
I checked the app again. 'They're not too far ahead,' I thought, trying to keep my focus on the road. And just a minute later, I spotted his car in the distance. He seemed to be in a rush to get away.
I didn't know what else to do as I sped up the car to catch up with them. It was too risky to take them head on, but I had no other choice. I had to stop the car somehow, who knows what was going on inside.
Luckily, there was a sharp hairpin turn just ahead and as their car slowed down, I pressed my foot hard against the gas pedal. My heart raced as I sped up and drove my vehicle right beside Narayan's car, ramming it into a spin!
*CRASH*
My car's airbags immediately activated with the impact of the crash, knocking me out with the sudden jolt!
***
"Thank God, you were able to find them in time!" Suraj Bhaiya patted me on the shoulder, "You are one brave guy, Vivaan."
I sat on one of the chairs at the local police station with Suraj Bhaiya. Karan Bhaiya was inside, talking to the head inspector on duty. Mrs. Kapoor and Ileana were back at the hotel while we sorted things out with the police. I didn't want to leave Ileana alone, but she was still passed out and her sister insisted that she'd take care of her. So, I joined Suraj Bhaiya at the station.
After I crashed into Narayan's car, I had managed to regain my consciousness just a few minutes later. I pulled my door open and staggered out, trying to shake away the dizziness as I walked towards their car.
I glanced inside, the driver was knocked out, his airbag had deployed, and it seemed he had broken his nose. And in the backseat Narayan lay crumpled between the front and backseats, holding his head. I could see blood trickling down the side of his face.
But my eyes were on Ileana as I pried open the door. She was lying on the backseat, unconscious, but incredibly, she had no signs of any injuries. It seemed that Narayan had cushioned her from the crash.
- 280
- 39
- 29
After I got her out, I called Suraj Bhaiya, who immediately asked me to head to a local doctor first after calling the cops to the scene of the accident. At the hospital, the doctor pronounced Ileana okay, taking a sample of her blood and letting us know that she would be ok by tomorrow, once the drug wore off.
"What is he talking with the inspector about?" I asked, looking at Bhaiya. I had a massive headache now, but I didn't care. All I wanted to do was to get out of here and go back to our room to Ileana.
"Convincing the inspector to drop the charges, for now," he replied with a serious look, "I had a word with Narayan in the lock up. He knows he's fucked beyond hope and will do anything in exchange for our help in getting him out of this mess."
"What? You mean you'll help that bastard? After what he was about to do to Ileana!" I exclaimed angrily, clenching my fists tightly, and stood up.
Suraj Bhaiya raised his eyebrows at my reaction and placed a hand on my shoulder, "That's what he thinks. We're just asking the inspector to let Narayan know that he's being let go and not charge him now. We just need him to believe he got out scot-free for a few days. Once the quarterly reports are out, he and his friend are going to be going away for a long, long time."
I sighed, shaking my head. This whole thing was fucking ridiculous. But this was beyond my understanding. I had done my bit, a poor fucking job considering I had nearly gotten Ileana assaulted. Now I just wanted to go back to her and apologize.
A moment later, the door opened, and Karan Bhaiya walked out, grinning at the both of us, "It's done. They are going to let him go, for a few days only though. I hope you can get Ravi before that."
"Oh, we will, don't worry about it," Bhaiya replied, smiling back, "Now, let's head back to the resort. Vivaan needs some rest."
***
The Next Morning...
I woke up to find myself in our suite, lying in my bed. Ileana lay beside me, looking blissfully peaceful in her sleep.
The last thing I remembered was seeing Mrs. Kapoor and Suraj Bhaiya off in the middle of the night. She wanted to stay but apparently Ravi was returning today and might get suspicious at her absence.
I promised them that I wouldn't leave Ileana's side until she was okay. I tried staying up as I watched over her in her sleep, but I must have fallen asleep at some point as the adrenaline wore off.
I looked at her sleeping face, her eyes closed and her lips slightly parted, and sighed. She looked so innocent and so beautiful. I cringed thinking that she had been in danger because of me. I failed in my job to protect her, and it could have ended in a disaster if I hadn't managed to find her!
As if she was aware that I was looking at her, she stirred and slowly opened her eyes, blinking slowly and stretching out on the bed with a yawn.
"Hey," I said softly, reaching out and stroking her arm gently.
"Vivaan?" she mumbled groggily, staring up at me with bleary eyes before recognition dawned on her face. Her eyes widened and she looked around, "W-what happened? How did we get here?"
I sighed and stroked her cheek, "You don't remember anything?"
"I... I remember going to the restaurant with Narayan. He brought me a drink," she frowned, trying to think back further but couldn't.
The doctor had said that he had administered her an antidote to counteract the drug Narayan had given her. So, she would probably be perfectly fine by the time she woke up, except for some minor memory loss of the night's events.
I got her a glass of water first and made her drink some of it before sitting beside her on the edge of the bed, telling her the whole story. Her face went pale as I told her how Narayan had drugged her and how I had followed them.
She remained quiet, listening intently as I explained everything to her, from crashing into his car, to bringing her to the hospital, and finally coming back to our room.
"So, you saved me," she whispered, her eyes fixed on my face, her expression unreadable, "but how did you find me anyway?"
I reached out and picked up her clutch from the bedside table, reaching in and pulling out an AirTag from it, "I keep this inside my camera to track it in case it ever gets stolen or lost. When Suraj Bhaiya asked me to protect you, I figured why take a chance and slipped it in?"
She smiled, seeming impressed, "Smart, just like James Bond!"
"Yeah, but James Bond would have never let the villain drug his date," I shook my head sadly, "I did a shitty job of protecting you. I should have never let you get..."
I couldn't complete my words as she suddenly pulled herself forward and wrapped her arms around me, pressing herself against me tightly, as she buried her face in my chest.
"I'm sorry Ileana... I should have..."
"Shut up," she mumbled softly, hugging me tighter. I could feel her heart racing, her warm body pressed firmly against mine, "Just... just hold me..."
So, I hugged her back. She was trembling slightly in my arms. We stayed like that for a minute before she finally pulled back and smiled weakly up at me.
"There is a silver lining to all of this though," I said trying to lighten the mood, "You didn't have to kiss that perv after all!"
"So, you are saying that all that kissing we did was for nothing," She giggled, wiping her eyes, "All 53 kisses wasted on you."
I let out a chuckle, and winced as my cracked lip hurt, but she was grinning at me.
"Well, 54 actually," I muttered, looking down at the sheets, "I kind of gave you a small kiss when I put you to bed. Sorry!"
"You kissed me while I was asleep? That's so creepy, Vivaan!" she said with a mischievous smile and reached up to cup my face. Her fingers lightly grazed over the cut on my lip and the soft bruise on my cheek. She stared at my face for a moment, biting her bottom lip, and before I knew it, she leaned forward and kissed my mouth softly.
It hurt a little, but I couldn't care less, I closed my eyes and kissed her back, parting her lips and feeling her tongue slip into my mouth to caress mine. She moaned against my lips, her hands moving down my body and her fingers slipping under my shirt. We made out slowly and passionately, my tongue exploring her mouth while our bodies pressed against each other.
She seemed to melt into my arms, not wanting to stop this time and neither did I. As we kissed, our tongues danced against each other as her soft full tits pressed against my chest. Her hands seemed to have a mind of their own, moving across my chest and stomach, making me groan into her mouth when her nails dug into my skin a little.
I, too, emboldened by her actions, let my hand wander down from her shoulders, sliding down to feel her full breasts. She let out a soft gasp as my fingers dug into her tank top and squeezed them softly, they were so fucking supple and perfect.
*Knock* *Knock*
We jumped apart at the sound of a sudden knock on the door and immediately broke away from our kiss. I looked into her eyes, panting slightly, and saw her cheeks flushed red. I contemplated just ignoring the door, it was probably the house keeping but...
*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
"Umm... you should get it," Ileana mumbled nervously, blushing furiously, "It might be important."
I nodded slowly, getting up from the bed and went to the door and opened it. It was Mrs. Kapoor, dressed in a crisp white blouse and a navy skirt, her hair tied back into a tight ponytail. I don't know why but I found her so intimidating, unlike her sister. She didn't bother greeting me and pushed inside, walking right past me.
"Didi!" I heard Ileana's excited voice behind me.
"Oh sis, I'm sorry for making you do this," Mrs. Kapoor exclaimed loudly. As I turned, I saw her hugging her sister, "Are you ok? How are you feeling now?"
I glanced back at the bedroom, thinking that the sisters deserved a bit of privacy. I went in and made an excuse that I would go get us some coffee while she talked to her sister.
Ileana looked up at me nervously and nodded, "Don't take too long... please."
***
Mrs. Kapoor stuck around for a few hours; she had to get to work to meet Ravi but couldn't do that without checking in on Ileana first. We ordered room service and got them to bring us breakfast to our room.
Breakfast seemed to help Ileana fully recover, who was now back to her bubbly self. And in the end, she popped into the shower to bathe while her sister got ready to leave.
As I was seeing Mrs. Kapoor off, she suddenly turned to me at the door and stared at me for a moment with a serious look on her face.
"You did good," she said after a moment.
"Don't worry, I will be here until she's fully okay," I nodded earnestly.
Mrs. Kapoor glanced over my shoulder at the bedroom, before leaning forward and kissing me softly on the cheek. "Thank you, Vivaan," she whispered and grinned as I blushed a little.
"Now Suraj and I discussed this, and this place might be the best place for her to stay out of Ravi's eyes. We can't really take her home until all this mess is sorted out," she continued after a moment, "So... you wouldn't mind holding the fort for a few more days, will you? We've booked the adjacent Villa for you. This way, you can keep her company. I don't want her to be alone here."
"So, she'll be staying with me? For how long?" I asked in surprise, my heart skipping a beat at the thought of spending a few more days with Ileana.
"At least for the next week, until the dust settles. You know what to do, right?" she asked, looking at me with a serious look, "Keep your phone close."
***
"What is he talking with the inspector about?" I asked, looking at Bhaiya. I had a massive headache now, but I didn't care. All I wanted to do was to get out of here and go back to our room to Ileana.
"Convincing the inspector to drop the charges, for now," he replied with a serious look, "I had a word with Narayan in the lock up. He knows he's fucked beyond hope and will do anything in exchange for our help in getting him out of this mess."
"What? You mean you'll help that bastard? After what he was about to do to Ileana!" I exclaimed angrily, clenching my fists tightly, and stood up.
Suraj Bhaiya raised his eyebrows at my reaction and placed a hand on my shoulder, "That's what he thinks. We're just asking the inspector to let Narayan know that he's being let go and not charge him now. We just need him to believe he got out scot-free for a few days. Once the quarterly reports are out, he and his friend are going to be going away for a long, long time."
I sighed, shaking my head. This whole thing was fucking ridiculous. But this was beyond my understanding. I had done my bit, a poor fucking job considering I had nearly gotten Ileana assaulted. Now I just wanted to go back to her and apologize.
A moment later, the door opened, and Karan Bhaiya walked out, grinning at the both of us, "It's done. They are going to let him go, for a few days only though. I hope you can get Ravi before that."
"Oh, we will, don't worry about it," Bhaiya replied, smiling back, "Now, let's head back to the resort. Vivaan needs some rest."
***
The Next Morning...
I woke up to find myself in our suite, lying in my bed. Ileana lay beside me, looking blissfully peaceful in her sleep.
The last thing I remembered was seeing Mrs. Kapoor and Suraj Bhaiya off in the middle of the night. She wanted to stay but apparently Ravi was returning today and might get suspicious at her absence.
I promised them that I wouldn't leave Ileana's side until she was okay. I tried staying up as I watched over her in her sleep, but I must have fallen asleep at some point as the adrenaline wore off.
I looked at her sleeping face, her eyes closed and her lips slightly parted, and sighed. She looked so innocent and so beautiful. I cringed thinking that she had been in danger because of me. I failed in my job to protect her, and it could have ended in a disaster if I hadn't managed to find her!
As if she was aware that I was looking at her, she stirred and slowly opened her eyes, blinking slowly and stretching out on the bed with a yawn.
"Hey," I said softly, reaching out and stroking her arm gently.
"Vivaan?" she mumbled groggily, staring up at me with bleary eyes before recognition dawned on her face. Her eyes widened and she looked around, "W-what happened? How did we get here?"
I sighed and stroked her cheek, "You don't remember anything?"
"I... I remember going to the restaurant with Narayan. He brought me a drink," she frowned, trying to think back further but couldn't.
The doctor had said that he had administered her an antidote to counteract the drug Narayan had given her. So, she would probably be perfectly fine by the time she woke up, except for some minor memory loss of the night's events.
I got her a glass of water first and made her drink some of it before sitting beside her on the edge of the bed, telling her the whole story. Her face went pale as I told her how Narayan had drugged her and how I had followed them.
She remained quiet, listening intently as I explained everything to her, from crashing into his car, to bringing her to the hospital, and finally coming back to our room.
"So, you saved me," she whispered, her eyes fixed on my face, her expression unreadable, "but how did you find me anyway?"
I reached out and picked up her clutch from the bedside table, reaching in and pulling out an AirTag from it, "I keep this inside my camera to track it in case it ever gets stolen or lost. When Suraj Bhaiya asked me to protect you, I figured why take a chance and slipped it in?"
She smiled, seeming impressed, "Smart, just like James Bond!"
"Yeah, but James Bond would have never let the villain drug his date," I shook my head sadly, "I did a shitty job of protecting you. I should have never let you get..."
I couldn't complete my words as she suddenly pulled herself forward and wrapped her arms around me, pressing herself against me tightly, as she buried her face in my chest.
"I'm sorry Ileana... I should have..."
"Shut up," she mumbled softly, hugging me tighter. I could feel her heart racing, her warm body pressed firmly against mine, "Just... just hold me..."
So, I hugged her back. She was trembling slightly in my arms. We stayed like that for a minute before she finally pulled back and smiled weakly up at me.
"There is a silver lining to all of this though," I said trying to lighten the mood, "You didn't have to kiss that perv after all!"
"So, you are saying that all that kissing we did was for nothing," She giggled, wiping her eyes, "All 53 kisses wasted on you."
I let out a chuckle, and winced as my cracked lip hurt, but she was grinning at me.
"Well, 54 actually," I muttered, looking down at the sheets, "I kind of gave you a small kiss when I put you to bed. Sorry!"
"You kissed me while I was asleep? That's so creepy, Vivaan!" she said with a mischievous smile and reached up to cup my face. Her fingers lightly grazed over the cut on my lip and the soft bruise on my cheek. She stared at my face for a moment, biting her bottom lip, and before I knew it, she leaned forward and kissed my mouth softly.
It hurt a little, but I couldn't care less, I closed my eyes and kissed her back, parting her lips and feeling her tongue slip into my mouth to caress mine. She moaned against my lips, her hands moving down my body and her fingers slipping under my shirt. We made out slowly and passionately, my tongue exploring her mouth while our bodies pressed against each other.
She seemed to melt into my arms, not wanting to stop this time and neither did I. As we kissed, our tongues danced against each other as her soft full tits pressed against my chest. Her hands seemed to have a mind of their own, moving across my chest and stomach, making me groan into her mouth when her nails dug into my skin a little.
I, too, emboldened by her actions, let my hand wander down from her shoulders, sliding down to feel her full breasts. She let out a soft gasp as my fingers dug into her tank top and squeezed them softly, they were so fucking supple and perfect.
*Knock* *Knock*
We jumped apart at the sound of a sudden knock on the door and immediately broke away from our kiss. I looked into her eyes, panting slightly, and saw her cheeks flushed red. I contemplated just ignoring the door, it was probably the house keeping but...
*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
"Umm... you should get it," Ileana mumbled nervously, blushing furiously, "It might be important."
I nodded slowly, getting up from the bed and went to the door and opened it. It was Mrs. Kapoor, dressed in a crisp white blouse and a navy skirt, her hair tied back into a tight ponytail. I don't know why but I found her so intimidating, unlike her sister. She didn't bother greeting me and pushed inside, walking right past me.
"Didi!" I heard Ileana's excited voice behind me.
"Oh sis, I'm sorry for making you do this," Mrs. Kapoor exclaimed loudly. As I turned, I saw her hugging her sister, "Are you ok? How are you feeling now?"
I glanced back at the bedroom, thinking that the sisters deserved a bit of privacy. I went in and made an excuse that I would go get us some coffee while she talked to her sister.
Ileana looked up at me nervously and nodded, "Don't take too long... please."
***
Mrs. Kapoor stuck around for a few hours; she had to get to work to meet Ravi but couldn't do that without checking in on Ileana first. We ordered room service and got them to bring us breakfast to our room.
Breakfast seemed to help Ileana fully recover, who was now back to her bubbly self. And in the end, she popped into the shower to bathe while her sister got ready to leave.
As I was seeing Mrs. Kapoor off, she suddenly turned to me at the door and stared at me for a moment with a serious look on her face.
"You did good," she said after a moment.
"Don't worry, I will be here until she's fully okay," I nodded earnestly.
Mrs. Kapoor glanced over my shoulder at the bedroom, before leaning forward and kissing me softly on the cheek. "Thank you, Vivaan," she whispered and grinned as I blushed a little.
"Now Suraj and I discussed this, and this place might be the best place for her to stay out of Ravi's eyes. We can't really take her home until all this mess is sorted out," she continued after a moment, "So... you wouldn't mind holding the fort for a few more days, will you? We've booked the adjacent Villa for you. This way, you can keep her company. I don't want her to be alone here."
"So, she'll be staying with me? For how long?" I asked in surprise, my heart skipping a beat at the thought of spending a few more days with Ileana.
"At least for the next week, until the dust settles. You know what to do, right?" she asked, looking at me with a serious look, "Keep your phone close."
***