Eshaan expressions changed. The phone rang for some time before the call got cut. He knew it was wrong but he couldn't stop himself.

Monica has said she has chosen me, she won't lie – He felt his heart beat increasing with anticipation. He picked up her phone.

He recollected her finger gesture as she had unlocked her phone. Two failed attempts later he managed to unlock her phone. He glanced up at the bathroom and quickly clicked on her inbox.

Kabir: Sweetheart, good news. The scrutiny is over. Meet me at my farmhouse, tonight.

Monica: Sure

Kabir: Oh, my darling, I am so excited to meet you.

There was no reply from Monica. Eshaan was about to put down the phone when a message appeared.

Kabir: Darling, I can barely wait. After so long you will be with me again. In my arms. I am missing you so much. Your words, your touch... Come soon, I am waiting for you in my farmhouse.

Eshaan clenched his fist and angrily tossed the phone back on the bed. He glared at the phone for some time and then, turned. He was about to angrily walk out when the bathroom door opened, and Monica stepped out. She was taken back upon seeing him in her room. She took a moment and then smiled at him.

'Hey.' She walked towards him. Eshaan felt irritated as she wrapped her arms loosely around his neck. She looked closely at him and frowned realizing something was wrong.

'Eshaan?' – She held his cheek and made him look at her, - 'What happened?' She asked sweetly.

Eshaan held her arms and looked sternly at her, - 'What is the name of the producer?' He asked staring into her eyes. He noticed her gulp and she looked away, avoiding his gaze.

'Mr. Ku-Kumar.' She replied and hurriedly walked towards the dressing table. Eshaan turned around and looked at her. Monica picked up her comb and clenched it tightly.

Why are you lying to me, Monica? – Eshaan thought in his head.

Monica looked up at his reflection – I am sorry, Eshaan. I can't tell you now. I want to handle this on my own plus – She lowered her head – I don't want you to face Kabir's wrath. I will take all the blame but – She looked up again – I won't let anyone harm you.

She looked helplessly, Eshaan clenched his jaw as he looked on. Then, he walked out. After he was gone, Monica began combing her hair.

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After she had finished applying the eyeliner, she picked up her lipstick. She applied a velvet maroon lipstick on her lips. She leaned forward and looked at her reflection closely. She smacked her lips and adjusted the lipstick on the corner of her mouth with her fingernail. As she capped the lipstick, her phone rang. She hurried to the edge of the bed and grabbed the phone. It was Ramsen calling. She picked up the call.

Eshaan was sitting with a grumpy face in the living room, he had clasped his palms tightly and kept fidgeting with his thumbs. He heard Monica speak on phone.

'Wait for five minutes, Ramsen. I am coming.' She said. Eshaan stopped fidgeting and thought for a moment. Then, he got up and hurried into his room. He picked up his wallet from the dressing table and wore a Tee over his boxers. He glanced at her room and sneakily left the house.

Monica wore a single solitaire delicate short chain and picked up a clutch purse. She flipped her hair and checked her white platform heels. She looked back at her reflection and exhaled loudly.

'This is it, Monica. All the best.' She self-motivated herself.

Then, she checked her phone and noticed an unread message from Kabir. She checked his message and replied hastily, - 'Starting from home. Coming soon.' Then, she opened her purse and dropped her mobile into the purse.

'Eshaan, I am leaving.' She called and without waiting for an answer, she unlocked the door and walked out of the apartment.

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Down in the parking lot, Monica walked towards her car. Her driver opened the back seat for her. She paused holding the door of the car and frowned noticing Ramsen fidgeting on his feet. He kept glancing at the back bonnet.

'Ramsen?' She asked.

'Huh, huh.' He looked nervously at her. She raised her eyebrow. He gulped.

'There is nothing in the back bonnet.' He said clumsily. Monica frowned and glanced at the back bonnet. Then, she looked back at her manager. She noticed sweat beads on his face.

'Are you okay?'

'Yes, Maam. Please come we are getting late.' He said gesturing towards the seat. Monica nodded and got into the back seat. After she had sat inside, Ramsen closed the door. He glanced at the back bonnet again before walking up to the passenger seat. Monica placed one leg over the other and rested her elbow on the window sill. She sighed deeply and looked outside.

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The driver parked the car in the driveway, Ramsen got down first and then he opened the back door. Monica stepped down and looked at him.

'I will be back in an hour, stay here.' She said. He nodded humbly. Then, she turned around and walked away. After she had gone at an ear-shot distance, Ramsen hurried to the back bonnet and opened it.

'What the hell? You took so long, I could have died.' Eshaan said angrily.

'Sorry, Maam-Maam-'

'Stop it.' He said climbing down. He took out his wallet and handed him two thousand rupees. Ramsen looked at it and at the driver.

'For him?'

Eshaan sighed rolling his eyes, - 'Here.' He gave one more two thousand rupees. Ramsen looked happy.

Eshaan hurriedly tip-toed behind Monica. Oblivious to being followed Monica walked towards the main door. Eshaan hunched and hid behind one of the bush. Monica adjusted the sleeve of her dress and rang the door-bell. She inhaled sharply. Soon, the door opened and Kabir stepped out.

'Monica.' He said brightly. Monica forced a smile. He leaned and wrapped his arms around her waist. She hesitated for a while before hugging him back. Eshaan clenched the bush tightly. Kabir parted but he doesn't remove his hand from her waist.

'Welcome.' He smiled sliding his hand down, he placed his palm on her butt. Monica found her breath getting hitched in her throat, but not in a good way.

Eshaan looked away. A moment later, he looked back and saw them going inside. The door closed behind them. Eshaan straightened. He felt the same pinch in his heart that he had felt three years ago when he found out about Monica's affair with Kabir. In fact, now he felt used.

She was just using him for sex and he mistook her lust as love – He shook his head. He felt stupid for making the same mistake twice.

Eshaan wiped his angry tears with the back of his arm and walked towards the gate. Carefully, he sneaked out of the main gate. Before going he turned back and glanced at the mansion. More tears pricked his eyes as he imagined Monica and Kabir being intimately close.

Promise me, Monica. Till you break off with him you will not have sex with him...don't even kiss him.

I promise....

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Shit! Eshaan is misunderstanding Monica *tears* 

Now, what, guys? What are your thoughts on the Chapter? Drop your comments, please *smiles*