Third person's POV

Siddharth Raichand was pacing in the room, rubbing his temples. He knew he fucked up, he fucked up really bad. He was here to apologize his girlfriend so that they can go back home and be the same as usual but he, here taunted her. 

He knew that guy with whom she was dancing. And their position was not intimate as well, but he would have thought all these before saying all those words, but he didn't. She was right, he thought. He doesn't have any right to rule her life. But what about that she has been ruling his heart, mind, body, everything since last 8 years, his mind came up. But that was not her choice. He let her steal his heart, his heart came up. 

She knew how hard-headed and stubborn she is but taming and cajoling her is the only thing he has been doing so why not today when he himself is in mistake. 

Changing into some decent pair of clothes which had a white shirt and grey slacks, he immediately rushed out of the hotel. Upon calling her driver, he got to know that she went to some rooftop bar named 'Chapel'. 

He knew sleeping almost naked, wouldn't do any benefit to him but he did. He failed to see how his girlfriend's heart skipped upon seeing him. 

On the other side Ama was burning with rage. She came to the bar with the same clothes on. However when she saw that everyone had some good bar-type outfit, she felt she is under-dressed. 

Quickly spotting a ZARA shop open in the nearby mall, she got a golden, beige wrap-type dress which had spaghetti straps and changed into it. She had nothing to do with her hair, so she just sprayed some hair spray and left it open and natural. 

After getting the passes which were blacked outside the bar, she entered the bar. 

There were neon lights all around and the bar section was full with couples sucking each other. There were not much people dancing because it was still 9 and till people get drunk enough to dance madly, it'll be almost 12. She spotted that there were 4 drinks corner and went to the one which had least people. 

The bartender smiled at her, showing off his dimples at both side of his cheeks and instead of gushing over him, Ama remembered her boyfriend who had 3 dimples and rolled her eyes. 

"What can I get you?" She heard the bartender guy ask. 

"AMF" She said looking around, seeing more people entering. 

(If anyone thinks that I knew the names of those drink because I have drank them, then they are wrong. I have just had red wine, garlic wine and 1 shot of tequila, that too when I was 18. And for these names, I searched Google. And AMF means Adios Motherfucker) 

She felt dizziness as soon as the drink ran down her spines. She threw her head back, paining at the effect. Soon enough the pain was overpowered by pleasure and she ordered more of them. 

She scrutinized her eyes at a figure beside her and scooted closer. The alcohol has started showing it's effects. 

"I feel I have seen you somewhere" Ama stated upon seeing a familiar face. 

"Ahhh! Dr. Malhotra! Aren't you that beautiful looking doctor whom I met in some party?" Ama asked, now fully drunk. 

(If you don't remember who Dr. Malhotra is, go to Chapter 6) 

The woman who had her hands on her head, looked up. Upon seeing Ama her teary eyes became even more teary. Her small sniffs turned into big sobs. 

And until then, Ama had her hands wrapped around her and she was sobbing in her arms. 

"Why are you crying?" Ama asked innocently. 

She said something but Ama couldn't hear that because she felt the drink had went into her ears, but in reality Shreya was hiccuping so loudly that whatever she said, turned into a whisper. 

"Okay, okay. Calm down. We are strong. We won't listen to anyone, okay?" Shreya nodded at her. 

"Now let's forget those dickheads, and enjoy. We don't want our money to get wasted because of some assholes, right?" She cajoled her. 

"Good! Now c'mon DJ, play the music!" Ama shouted dragging Shreya to the center where there were others dancing as well but these ladies made their ways to the middle, swaying their bodies. Well just Ama was dancing madly, Shreya was still standing and moving a little like a walking corpse. 

"Dr. B, dance nah!" Ama whinned at Shreya, referring her as beautiful, 'B', when she saw her not dancing. 

"Wait lemme give you that drink which made me remember all my dance steps." Saying this Ama dragged her to that same drinks corner. 

"Hey, You! Yes you, Mr. two dimpled, come here!" She said to the bartender, who came to them with a dazzling smile of his own. 

"Get me death!" Shreya's shocked eyes met Ama's. "I mean Death in the Afternoon" Ama giggled seeing their shocked eyes. 

"Here drink this in one sippppp" She slurred, when she got two shot of the thing she asked for. 

Holding the glasses, both of them gulped it down in once. Thought Shreya was not fully drunk, but still the strong taste of the drink did affect her somehow. This ended them up in the counter top of the bar, yelling the lyrics of 'Shape of You' and laughing loudly. 

Within the next half hour, Ama's company went away because she had some emergency and she was all alone. Stumbling to the same bartender, she called him to her. Upon nearing, she asked him, "What else is there in your menu?" 

The bartender smirked as he replied, "Sex". 

Ama's eyes widened as her hands flew to her mouth and she looked at the bar tender innocently. 

"On beach. Sex on beach. Wanna try?" He completed and chuckled as Ama shook her head negatively. 

No bad things! She thought.

"Do you have cuddles?" She asked. 

"Uh- The menu doesn't have but I can give you as much cuddles as you want. You just have to wait for some time." He said after giving the order to some other couples, with a flirty smirk. 

"Why?"

"Uh... because before you some other girls need some cuddles as well." He said. 

"No need! I can give her whatever she needs. You don't have to worry about that" Ama was about to say something but a growl stopped her. 

Turning, she saw a three dimpled guy, who was looking really charming. She smiled widely and turned to the bartender. 

"You don't need to give me cuddles anymore. He looks like my boyfriend so he'll give me cuddles. You give cuddles to the other girls, okay?" She said him sincerely. 

The bartender chuckled, nodding. 

Sid reached here before some 20 minutes but he couldn't get any passes. Upon using his power he got them alas, but he was quite late that time. When he entered the bar, the neon lights buzzing around didn't help him to find his girlfriend. At last she saw Amaira, looking at the bartender with big, doe like eyes and then rushed to them. And now he's thankful that he was on the right time. 

"Let's go!" Sid said and dragged out the fully drunk Ama was slapped whoever came in her way. She didn't even leave the bouncers, who gave Sid a sympathetic look. 

During the whole car ride, she was surprisingly quite but as soon as the car stopped, she started getting her dress off. 

"What are you doing?" Sid asked horrified when the glass separating them and the driver, shut with a sound. 

The driver couldn't see her undressing, could he?

"We reached home nah!" She pouted. 

"No! We haven't reached home. We have just reached the hotel. Now after we come out, we are gonna take a lift and go to out room, okay?" He asked her who looked at him with big eyes and then nodded, as if she just read the Newton's law. 

Till he got her to their room, she was already asleep. Sid called a female staff of the hotel and she changed Ama into a big T-shirt of Sid and her own shorts. He didn't want her to think any thing else. 

After getting into some comfy shorts, Sid made himself comfortable beside Ama, who immediately snuggled into him, pressing her cheeks to his chest. And both were soon into deep slumber, considering how tired they were. But both of them knew. 

Tomorrow is gonna be a big day! 

To be continued...

Hey lovelies!

That was back-to-back. I mean I update on 20th evening and started writing at 21st and here updated at 22nd. 

C'mon guys, appreciate my efforts! 

And suggest me some good, completed books to read. I just completed the Raichand Series by one of my favorite writers and now Imma getting bored. 

How was the chapter? 

Do you think what Ama did was justified? 

And why was Dr. Malhotra crying? 

The bartender was cute, isn't he? 

Please share your opinions. Silent reader too. 

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