"So which position?" Ayaan asked.

"Huh..what!" Mahira starled.

"Don't be so innocent now..." Ayaan remarked.

"Son of..." Mahira went on to utter.

"Son of a good father,you ain't the type of woman opening legs for everyone. Get your shit together" Ayaan spoke out smoothly leaving Mahira's mouth ajar.

"You were mad to marry me,now what?Exactly giving you what you wanted" Mahira sat up sniffing her red little pointed nose.

"First impressions last longer than orgasms ain't they?" Ayaan chuckled his beard a little trimmed not too short but exactly like a mowed lawn.

"You are ass.." Mahira got interrupted.

"I might be one but what are you? Where did your feminism go? The woman who fought for keeping a boyfriend go? Is your power limited to be being fucked only?" Ayaan thundered.

Mahira looked him wide eyed,trying to make sense to his words and assembling her own thoughts.

"I got tied by this solitaire" Mahira spoke angrily.

"You got tied by your timidity" Ayaan replied.

"No, I fought for him.He gave up on me . Do you know what it does to a woman?" Mahira yelled.

"You are a weak woman full of words but no courage" Ayaan retorted.

"You are the Villian here, everything went well until you arrived!" Mahira spat back.

"You lost him, when you hid him behind fears of losing him" Ayaan spoke out.

Silence followed for a few seconds.

"I loved him more than my life ! Everything makes me remind of him Everytime I want to undress under him!" Mahira exclaimed.

"Here you go, so stop crying to be laid. I am not your first option" Ayaan pointed.

"You chose to be the second!" Mahira lost cool.

"Cause you didn't chose to be his first one" Ayaan added.

"He chose another one over me ,blocked me .Bloody didn't take my name infront of his beeji" Mahira spoke out crying.

"Did you confronted him for that?" Ayaan asked.

"He had texted,"I can't go against family and he is moving one" Mahira spoke out angrily.

"A text ended it all? man should pursue woman, become Kabir Singh and Preeti gets the sympathy" Ayaan questioned.

"So what could I have done? Gone at his place get kicked like kabir Singh? Where were his guts when he slept for 4 yrs with me ! Where did his promise die then?" Mahira shouted kicking the back of drive seat .

"4 years woah?" Ayaan chuckled.

"Shut up womanizer" Mahira spoke out making a wist .

"Will you punch me ?" Ayaan chuckled more.

"I am a black belt in karate too" Mahira spoke out raising a brow.

"Who told you I am a womanizer?" Ayaan sighed.

"You talked about my virginity on first meet , you me you had affairs" Mahira remembered.

"Yes , I dated woman, I was finding her in everyone I met. But none is like her" Ayaan responsed.

"Then why me?" Mahira asked.

"I saw a rebel in you, just like I saw in her" Ayaan replied.

"Why didn't you marry her ?" Mahira questioned.

"She left" Ayaan spoke.

"Why didn't you stop her ? Were you didn't felt like the world collapsed?" Mahira enquired.

"I felt numb ,for almost a week I didn't knew how to react to it. I couldn't stop her ,I made mistakes for not asking her on the right time,she went off" Ayaan spoke a sudden sadness appeared ,the cool composure left his face.

"Where did she go? Whom she got married to?" Mahira spoke.

"She didn't get married, she left me" Ayaan responsed.

"You can marry her! I will help you" Mahira blurted out.

"Kill me then" Ayaan replied and took Mahira by surprise.

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"Mahi" Manpreet mumbled as Ginny sprang on him.

She pressed her body against him and tried to unzip his pants .

"Who are you?" Manpreet asked.

"Mahira" Ginny lied.

"But you don't smell like her " Manpreet pushed her away.

"You are drunk that's why. I am your Mahi" Ginny lied again.

"Get me lemonade!" Manpreet shouted.

"But we could have sex and then..." Ginny uttered.

"Bitch get me lemonade before I make you throw off my roof" Manpreet groaned with headache.

She handed him a glass of lemonade .

"Manu,listen I love please understand this" Ginny spoke out crying.

"You were trying to rape me in my drunk state ! If I did that to you then you could have informed police, my mother. Now what should be done to you" Manpreet spoke in a dangerous tone.

"I am your fiancé" Ginny spoke out.

"Does that mean you can fuck me without consent!" Manpreet shouted.

"But you needed that! You got hard" Ginny spoke in defense.

"You took advantage of my drunken state. I was not demanding to be fucked. You touches made my body react!" Manpreet exclaimed.

"Calm down" Ginny wore her clothes.

"You deserved to be get betrayed by your boyfriend" Manpreet spoke in vengeance.

"Shut up" Ginny yelped.

"Women like you get laid and that's all you want" Manpreet spoke with disgust.

"And men like you fuck women and leave without marrying them" Ginny added.

"I pursued her, she already got engaged. She had blocked me remember? Manpreet spoke angrily.

"If you could fuck her and leave. Then Don't expect you would get roses" Ginny spoke out.

Manpreet left silent ,he had no replies.

He walked to his room.He opened a letter Mahira had written .

We are prepared with roses in between thighs,
Ready with our legs opened for the love to enter ,
They slip in their fingers to extract the honey and leave when it gets empty there,
The void in between legs get empty of fragrance, honey and love

"Mahira it's beautiful? But do expect that I would leave you jaan , never I will leave you like that. You will be mine and only mine to be loved forever completely" Manpreet had spoken after reading the award winning poetry Mahira had written.

A stream of tears fall off Manpreet's face. The broken promise, the letter speaking a bitter reality stood screaming.

He felt pangs of pain in his chest. The pain swept to his stomach which churned. He opening the window of his room,lit up a cigarette. The smoke was matching his heart that seemed burning with agony of separation of the woman he loved in bed, in college and which meant so much more than a body to him.