Raghav's POV:

Call disconnected

The next minute there was a loud burst of laughter in the pub 🤣🤣🤣

'Ragz..that was so litttt🤣🔥' Madhu said holding his stomach...

'Indeed what an idea Bro.... can't wait to see my Aditi burning....🔥🔥🔥 My jealous wify awwww' Naman squealed...

All the guys said in unison...
'Would be wify'

Naman nodded his head laughing and scratching the back of his head...

🤣🤣🤣

While I picked a glass of coke...Sipped and thought...

In exact 30 mins 😍 my Baby dragon 🐉will be here😜

Can't wait to be kissed💋💋💋

While in my dreams I ended up crashing into something...

Then I saw a woman...

5'10 approx...
Green eyes...
Thin... model like figure...
Fair...

Wearing a red shimmery read palazzo and a red crop top... Hair left open... A tad bit too much makeup... She was on her phone

Her perfume had a strong fragrance. It literally choked me.

I was confused seeing a woman at our bachelor's party.

'Dude ....watch out' she said...

I quickly asked her...
'Miss??? Who are you and what are you doing at our private party here??? Tonight it's family and friends alone...'
I tried explaining her...

She looked at me...
'Oh is it??? But no one stopped me and friends... Or shall I say no one dares to!'

She sounded a little too much into herself!

Just then I heard Naman say...

'Miss.....you should be Miss Shanera correct?'

She rolled her eyes in attitude and gave a forced smile...

'Who else'

Naman stepped forward and wished her..

'Hi Miss Shanera... I am Naman... Naman Prabhu... CFO Prabhu Group of Hotels...'

That's when her face finally gave a decent smile...

'Ohhh Mr Prabhu... I didn't know I'll find you here... Pleasant surprise' she said and side hugged Naman...

Soon Naman introduced me to her saying she's the latest model for our Dubai Hotel.

I asked Naman quickly about what the hell was she doing at our all boys night out. I knew we would be in big soup if media captured it as I was been bashed enough on new channels for media to capture any of the events or functions and me barring people's entry by blocking Goa's most popular pub for Namu's bachelor's party was already a big thing in the media.

Now I didn't want it been shown with additional spices saying we had models invited at our party.

We were regulars at page 3 now I didn't want to end up on page 1 🤦

I asked Naman to ask them to leave and also yelled at the security who apologized for their stupidity. They thought this is one of those kinda parties.

Although we were rich big shots!!!

I was still the small decent cook Krishnakanth Prabhu's grandson. Although rumours were that I am a drug addict, drunkard, womanizer and what not... My family always knew none of this was true.

I had a reputation to carry with my loved ones and I made sure that was always maintained. Same applicable for Naman.

I understood Naman wanted to make sure his employee didn't feel odd and been kicked out, but I don't mix work and personal life.

I wanted her leave the pub!!! NOW!!!

Just then she came plastering a fake smile and trying to stick herself on me...

I got annoyed. Not just because she got touchy with me but because I hate people with dual face.

Till few minutes back she was all treating me like a piece of shit

&

Now she knows I'm the CEO!!!

She was getting all cheesy, touchy!

I pushed her aside and tried to excuse myself from her.

But I already noticed my friends were getting all 'friendly' with her gang.

I got annoyed.

This wasn't the party we had planned.

Just then she moved her index finger on my cheeks saying...

'Oh Come on... Mr Prabhu. what's the fun to have a bachelor's party without hot women'

And I was pissed.

I pushed her away angrily...

'Miss Shanera... Leave this party at once. If you want to keep your job' I yelled.

And walked away...

'Attitude huh... I love tough men...' she said...

She came and pressed her chest against mine and said...

'We can do good business Mr Prabhu!' she winked trying to bring her lips closer to my face...

'Away!!! Don't please!!!' I said trying to keep up with my patience levels.

I called guards and said them to escort the woman and her gang out!!! Right now!!!'

But the pub manager told that we are in a fix as there is still enough media paparazzi waiting outside.

Shit!!! This could hamper our reputation!

I was stuck!!!

I walked to the sofa and took my seat sipping my cola now trying to find some peace!!!

I was irritated and annoyed!!!

The party turned a mess.

I felt more disappointed as it was more than 1 and half hour... almost 11:30 and 'She' wasn't here.

'Maybe....I'm expecting our thing to go too fast ...I mean yes I love her but she too must develop equal feelings for me this fast ....am I not expecting this to go faster.... too much too soon' I thought...

Just then I heard...

Ladies and Gentlemen Tonight...

No Fighting...

No fighting...🎶🎵

Shakira Shakira....

Just then I saw what was happening...

That woman... Sameera....

No no... Shakira...

No.... whatever her name was...

Is dancing????

At our party????

Why???

I saw our gang who was all with their mouths opening gawking at her like this is the end of the world.

Naman too with an open mouth... drooling 😮🤤

I was annoyed.

'Naman why is she dancing ' I asked...

'Wrong question bro... How is she dancing ....look at the hips oooooh ' he said salivating at what that woman called her belly dancing... Although it wasn't belly dancing and she was no way graceful.

All she did was get skinny and lousy 🤦😒

And the next minute I saw our the entire male gaze drooling 🤦

Except Aniruddh.

Well atleast one sane man uffff!!!

But next minute I noticed her friend trying to dance against the sofa he was sitting.

Aniruddh was equally getting pissed off!

Ok... atleast someone who was irritated Just like me...🤦😒

I saw this woman sway her hips and come closer to me... I wanted to shoo her away just like my grandpa shooed crows away trying to eye my favorite fruit😡

Her hands moved on my chest and face...
And she was throwing herself on me multiple times...

'Oh baby when you talk like that...

You make the woman go mad..

So be wise and keep on reading the signs of my body🎵🎶'

God she was such a terrible belly dancer. I'm sure the original singer Shakira would want to donate her eyes post the mess she was doing there...

But men being men were all gone 🤤🤤🤤

I and Aniruddh were slapping our foreheads multiple times 🤦🙆🤷🙎

I couldn't understand why was she doing this suddenly???

But then...

Just like how my luck was running since a few weeks...

I was in soup again!

This time... A big one!!!

Because

In no time I saw a bandwagon of angry woman barge into the party!!!

That's when I noticed it was lead by none other than

My Wife😳

Fucked Up!!!

Big time!!!