Shehnaaz was past asleep except someone whose mind couldn't overcome their recent encounter it was driving him insanely restless that he couldn't even blink an eye, his entire surrounding, was too occupied by her thoughts, and unforgettable odor wasn't strong but frantically, additive blowing off cigarette walks towards the balcony from where a perfect scene of mumbai could be witnessed.

The city owned and conducted by him "why can't I stop thinking about her ???" he raised question.
"why am I not able to shift my thoughts from her yes .. she dared to deny .. me ... she wasn't scared to challenge me ??" he believes, smirking puffing another stick and leaning against the railing with a shirtless body, he knows what needs to be done in order to calm himself down therefore dropped a message to his right hand kushal asking him to research everything about the bar dancers which are working in that club's branch.

"Am I missing something ?" kushal questions he is the only one who dares to ask the devil.

"What's going on ?" he sends another message in anxiousness what was so important that he could not wait for the night to end and day to begin.

"Stop digging, investigate and send me the detail asap rather than acting like a jealous wife" sends in annoyance, kushal gasps in surprise sending a thumbs up emoji quickly went to research knows will be immediately asked in the morning.

He tiredly, heads to bed shutting eyes once again meets the dark intense orbs captivating his heart beat unable to tolerate abruptly opens eyes curse himself for acting insane "wtf, she's .. all over my mind .. I need her submission in order to get her out of my system." he decides after doing an endless struggle to sleep peacefully.

Next morning, shehnaaz quickly takes bath then cooks omelette, drinking tea and cooking egg for her drunkard dad prepares aloo ke sabzi few roti for lunch else he would starve the entire day and survive drinking alcohol.

"Hello Vishal, main bass arahe hoon yaar tu doh minute intezaar karle please nahi raat ko maa ko dekhne jaunge abhi seedhe kaam par arahe hoon yes baba I am on my way !" she answers, a phone call from her best friend, and manager of the cafe where she works as a part time waitress.

She hates disappointing the one granted her with an opportunity to earn some money. He has been a helping hand since a very long time, from being there as a constant support system to paying bills lending money whenever required.

She truly respects and loves him a-lot treat like a family .. blessed to have him around as the world seems to be awfully disastrous. She packs a bit of food to have during lunch and rushes outside for catching bus to her contentment uncle was going to move but stopped witnessing her.

Thanking him, gets inside and stands aside, after passing through crowd, wished they had separate bus compartments for women.

Sighing, took over the seat, right beside an aunty as soon as someone got off near the bus stop, she rests her head and tries to calm herself down cuz endless responsibilities, don't let her breath.

Wishes a free day where she could be on her own tension free, enjoying her own company !!

Suddenly, bus comes to halt, and poor conductor announces the stop due to which hurriedly ran to leave already 15 minutes late even-tho vishal cafe manager is her best friend cannot take advantage by violating work ethics.

It won't reflect good impression over his staff, on reaching, punches the card and enters from back.

Warmly, greets fellow workers and headed inside the cafe to start taking orders "hey, kaise hai how is aunty kabse phone kar raha tha yaar sorahe thi all good ?" vishal questions "sab theek hai .. haan late hogaya tha upar se baba ke adatein." she just couldn't meet his eyes out of embarrassment.

"Why don't you send him rehab ?" he asks, she is done sending him every-time returns back either pretending to be drug free by taking medicines & recovering or emotionally playing around tho his drug consumptions are never really terminated.

"Don't you know what he does every time I send him over there !" she utters with frustration. It's his fault shouldn't have started.

"Yeah, my bad .. leave .. have coffee and muffin."
he points, towards the table inside kitchen.

Denies "come on, I paid !" he requests, she takes few bites when vishal asks about the swollen lips "baba .. he banged my face over the dining table" lies, her mind dangerously slipping into the wild scenes, shared with the mysterious man.

He was all over her due to which her cheeks turn pink, heat arouse and sweat started forming "the customers are waiting !" ran to serve, and escape his suspicious glares.

"I just hope we never meet again." she mumbled, unable to think straight.

After all, ruined her first kiss by leaving the mark of possession with absolutely no right brushing it off .. poor girl forcefully indulged herself in doing work, prayed their paths never come across each-other "badtameez na jaane .. kya samajh raha tha khudko aur mujh pe aise haq jata raha tha jaise .. ke mujhe khareed liya ho ??" she won't spare ... if he tries to play any kind of stunt ever again.

"I hate you, I hate you so much !" gritting teeth, a very anguished shehnaaz muttered.

"I need to control myself from getting affected !!" getting reminded of how well he used his power to hypnotize her, she felt powerless, almost on a verge to submit or surrender under his spell.

He knew it so well .... she has to guard by raising walls high and taking control on herself !

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