Vikram's pov

Today was a hectic day. It took a toll on me. We get defeated by that fucker Abhimanyu. I just wanted to smash his head against the wall.

Oh... The satisfaction it would have given me.

I went to the bathroom and undressed myself.

As I was standing under the shower, I remembered the smug look on that fucker's face.

Oh... How I wanted to punch his face with my knuckle rings.

Take some deep breaths Vikram... Deep breaths I repeated to myself. I felt a little relaxed.

But all of a sudden her face popped in my mind and her damn fucking smile… Destroying.

I think she is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.

Her smile is her best feature and the way her nose scrunches when she smiles is just so adorable.

She looked so cute, like a little kitten soft and cuddly. No, she looked cute like a Pikachu, a cute little ball of fluff.

"WHAT THE FUCK"

Why the hell am I comparing a girl with a fluffy pikachu or a cuddly kitten. Am I going insane or what.

I am a thirty two year old man not a fifteen year old boy. Even a fifteen year old, don't compare a girl with a pikachu.

I am actually going insane.

Wearing my bathrobe I came out of the bathroom.

As I entered my bedroom, I found Natasha sitting on my bed. In her blue short dress and red lips she was looking like a seductress.

She gave me a seductive smile. She definitely knows what I want.

Looking at her I felt that a girl should be sexy not cute.

"Undress yourself," I commanded her.

Like a good slut she obediently followed my command and undressed herself.

She was standing naked in front of me. I commanded her to lie down on the bed and she did.

I tied her hands to the headboard of the bed. I don't like being touched. No it's not because of Christian Gray and shit.

It's because I know what she might have touched with her hands. Yeah...yeah I know I am a big hypocrite.So what, everyone is. Aren't you !?

After tying her hands I started fucking her... Very hard.. She was a moaning mess.

I don't know what game my subconscious mind was playing because I started imagining that I am fucking aadya, that unknown girl.

Our sweaty bodies were colliding with each other and we were both drunk in great ecstasy. An euphoria to be exact.

Her soft rose-like lips were kissing my rough ones. We were fighting for dominance and finally I won and kissed her like a madman with full dominance. I moaned her name loudly "Aadyaa..."

Natasha opened her eyes when she heard me moaning some other girl's name. But I continue fucking her with Aadya in my mind and finally I came like never before. I shot my juices on her tits.

"Who is Aadya? " Natasha asked as if she was my girlfriend.

She was forgetting that she was just a good fuck to me nothing less nothing more.

"None of your concern," I said as I lit my cigarette.

"Yes this is my concern when you fuck me and moan another girl's name" she shouted like a psychotic bitch.

"Listen to me Natasha and listen well. You and me both know that this is just a sexual relationship ,no strings attached. I have never loved you just fucked you , so whose name I am taking while fucking you is non of your concern. You are satisfied with this and I have released my frustration. That's the only thing which matters. Put this thing in your mind," I told her with a straight face but in a cold voice.

I think she understood it clearly. Because she nodded and whispered a small okay.

She dressed herself but before going out she looked at me and whispered, "whoever this Aadya is. She is a lucky bitch."

"Just get out Natasha," I sighed, making circles of smoke.

I was sitting alone in my bedroom, smoking a cigarette and thinking why the fucking hell I imagined her like that. She did not even look at me properly and here I was thinking about her.

Do I seriously like a cute pikachu over a sexy seductress?

Ahh....I am officially insane

...

"Yes. We can do a look test," Vikram suggested.

They further discussed more about this deal and about their other business project. As they were discussing among themselves a man barged into their office.

And it was none other than Jairaj Rajawat. Vikram's father.

"Aren't you a little old for a heroic entry, uncle J ," teased Rudra, seeing the old man. Jairaj was everything that his father was not. That was blunt, open minded, ruthless and a cold hearted Ex Mafia King, however he was also a perfect and loving family man who can do anything and everything for his family.

"You better watch your tone Rudra,"growled Jairaj though he can do anything for his family which includes Rudra and Digvijay's family too but he will never entertain disrespect. Looks like Rudra had forgotten it.

Rudra visibly gulped while the others straightened up their backs when Jairaj's eyes turned red in anger.

"You three lost the bid yesterday. I will not ask how you lost it, but let me tell you that I am not happy with this news at all,"Jairaj said, curtly not actually giving a damn about the loss as he knew his sons will get what they want if not in the legal way then in the illegal way.

However it was a different case with his wife and Vikram's mother Lavanya.

"But Lavanya she is much more disappointed than me," he said, looking the three in the eyes.

The trio felt ashamed at the word "disappointed" ; they never wanted to disappoint their family. It ignited the feeling of remorse in them.

"She wants to meet you three. She had arranged a dinner for the same. So you better be present there at time," Jairaj said, curtly before going out of the room.

The three were already despising the dinner. They didn't want to enter into the lioness's den. Especially Vikram as he knew how materialistic his mother is.

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