by M. V. Kasi
She definitely looked drunk, and every damn man had their eyes on her, watching her hungrily as though waiting for a chance to pounce on the beautiful prey. Shiv suppressed the urge to rip those bastards’ eyes out before shoving them all out of his club.
As though sensing his presence, Naina turned. A wide smile covered her face.
“Oh hiiiiii…” She giggled as though it was funny, and a small hiccup cut through the giggle.
“What are you doing here alone, Naina?” he asked. He pulled her off the tall bar stool.
She didn’t resist, but her legs wobbled, forcing him to wrap his arm around her waist. A whiff of subtle perfume filled his senses. He recognized the smell since her bedroom had smelled the same when he broke in a few days ago.
He pushed the thoughts of her bedroom from his mind and tried to ignore the feel of her body against him. Instead, he focused on the fact that she didn’t smell of alcohol.
Why the hell was she behaving as though she was drunk?
“I was looking for you…” She giggled again, swaying in his arms. “You see… I needs your help. You will help me, ya?”
He dragged her to a corner where there was some lighting and pulled her face up. She looked sexy as hell with a mischievous smile on her bright red lips.
“Ahh… you wants to kissy me again,” she said with a giggle. She closed her eyes and pouted her lips waiting for him to kiss her.
He badly wanted to kiss her. He wanted to crush those pouty lips and taste her mouth as he had done before. But he resisted.
“Open your eyes, Naina.”
At his harsh command, she slowly opened her eyes. She turned her head sideways with a sulky pout. “You don’t want kissy? You don’t like me?”
Ignoring her, he held her face and looked into her eyes.
Fuck.
Her pupils were like pinpricks. She was definitely drugged. Who the hell drugged her? And why the hell was she alone at the club in such a condition?
“Come with me.” He pulled her towards the private elevator.
She didn’t resist. She continued to giggle while clinging to him.
As soon as he entered the elevator, he hit the basement button before making a call on his phone.
“I’m taking your car home,” he told Anirudh.
“Sure. Is everything all right?”
“She’s drugged. I’m not sure what type of drugs, though.”
There was a shocked silence. “Call Dr. Kothary.”
“Yeah, I will as soon as I reach home.”
He ended the call, and soon the doors of the elevator opened to the private basement parking. Instead of dragging Naina along, he swung her up into his arms and carried her towards Anirudh’s car. He had driven a two-seater, open-top sports car that night. It would be next to impossible managing Naina in his car while he drove. So he decided to use Anirudh’s dark-tinted windows, four-door car which was normally driven by a driver
Naina giggled, looping her arms around his neck.
She took a long whiff at his throat. “You smell soooo goood…”
He let out a short curse when his body reacted immediately despite the innocent gesture.
“Open the door,” he ordered Anirudh’s driver. As soon as the man opened the door, Shiv placed Naina into the backseat. Shutting the door, he went around and sat on the other side.
“To my penthouse,” he instructed the driver. The driver knew the place.
Meantime, Naina continued to giggle. She rubbed her body against his arm while peering at his face. He tried to keep her still, but without using undue force, he couldn’t do much in the small confines of the car. She ended up climbing on his lap and sat facing him.
Worry, exasperation and intense arousal warred inside him as he held her hips trying to keep her still.
“Where are your dimpees?” she demanded. She rubbed the soft pads of her fingers against his cheeks. “Did I tell you I loves your dimpees? They makes you looks sooo sooo sexy…”
He sucked in a breath when she leaned in and traced his cheek with her tongue.
Fuck.
Sucking in another deep breath, he freed one hand from her hips and held her face in his. “Naina, stop. Look at me,” he commanded.
At his harsh tone, she stopped wiggling and stared at him for a few seconds. Then she batted her lashes and grinned at him. “I am looking at yous. You sooo sooo handsome…”
“What did you drink today, Naina? Try to remember what you drank at the club or before.”
She scrunched her forehead as though she was trying to remember. “Hmm… water? Lemon water? Soda, lemon water?” She looked confused.
Shiv wanted to call the club’s IT security team and ask them to send the camera footage from the time Naina entered the club. But right then, his hands were full.
They were too full trying to control a beautiful woman from rubbing her chest against him while grinding on top of him. He would have laughed and found the situation funny if he wasn’t so close to almost embarrassing himself.
He was used to making out with women in cars. Hell, he even got plenty of blow jobs. So an inexperienced nineteen-year-old rubbing against him shouldn’t have him close to nearly blowing.
He gritted his teeth to control himself. Thankfully, the car stopped because they reached the underground private parking at his penthouse. Anirudh’s driver opened the car door and held it for him. Scooping Naina back into his arms, he stepped out of the car. “Thanks, Sahil.”
He went to the private elevator and somehow managed to enter the code that would take him upstairs. Meanwhile, the woman in his arms began to squirm even more. “I feel hot. Why is it sooo hot?” she asked.
There was air conditioning in the elevator. Somehow, he suspected that whatever drugs were in her system, they were making her feel that way.
“It is cooler inside my home,” he said.
She didn’t seem to take in any of her surroundings. All of her focus was directed on him. He would have loved the attention had he not been aware of the fact that she was drugged.
She continued to squirm in his arms and tried to rub herself against him.
Thankfully, the elevator stopped, and he hurried outside to enter the code to his penthouse. When he stepped in, he was greeted by Sitaram who looked very surprised.
Shiv had never brought any of the women he dated to the penthouse. He usually met up at the women’s homes, or they hooked up elsewhere.
“Have some water and light snacks ready,” he instructed Sitaram.
He carried Naina to his bedroom. There were three other available guest bedrooms, but he knew he couldn’t leave her alone in her current situation.
He lowered her on his bed. “Wait here. I’ll be right back.” He pressed the button to dim the lights, hoping she would feel sleepy. He then dialed the number of the doctor before stepping out of the room.
“Dr. Kothary, I need your help.” He provided the details of the situation to the doctor.
“Yes, it definitely sounds like she has been drugged,” the doctor confirmed. “But unfortunately, unless we know what drugs were used, I can’t risk prescribing any medications. We don’t know what reaction might take place and if there will be an increase in toxicity levels. But based on her behavior, I’m guessing it’s some kind of synthetic drug with powerful aphrodisiacs. The effect might get even worse before it begins to wear down. Observe the symptoms closely. Give her plenty of fluids and maybe some light snacks and make her as comfortable as possible. She might be in… pain. I’ll be on call if you think her condition is worsening.”
Shiv knew all of that already, but he was hoping the doctor would offer some kind of solution to reduce the effects of the drugs.
“Thanks, Dr. Kothary. I’ll keep you posted.”
He placed a call to the club’s head of security. “Send me the camera feeds from the bar. I’m tracking to see the movements of a woman.” He provided the details before ending the call.
His last
call was to Anirudh. “I can’t send her back to her home right now,” he told Anirudh. He had a strong feeling Naina’s father or stepmother had something to do with her being drugged.
“I agree. She’s much safer at your place than at her home.”
“What I don’t fucking understand is how drugging her would stop your wedding? They didn’t even send her to your penthouse.” Anger erupted inside him at the thought of Naina being drugged and vulnerable and delivered to Anirudh’s penthouse. Although he trusted Anirudh, he hated the fact that Anirudh would have been left to deal with Naina in such a situation.
“It appears to be a botched plan,” Anirudh added calmly. “But the Bhasins have access to all the latest drugs that are in the market. There’s no way to tell which one was used on Sunaina.”
Anirudh was right. Apart from knowing that the drug would cause a different kind of high, and was related to aphrodisiacs, there was nothing they could do to dull the effect.
Frustrated, Shiv ended the call and went to the dining area. He took the tray that Sitaram had fixed. “You can leave, Sitaram. I don’t need anything else for tonight.”
Sitaram nodded.
Shiv carried the tray with water and light fruits and dry snacks towards the bedroom.
As soon as he opened the door, he almost dropped the tray. Sunaina Bhasin was on his bed, and all she had on was a thin silver chain with a small blue pendant. She was completely naked.
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Sucking in his breath and cursing under his breath, he went closer. He tried hard not to stare at the stunning visual in front of him. She was breathtakingly and temptingly gorgeous.
“I feel sooo hot,” she said, arching her back and drawing his eyes to her generous breasts with hardened peaks.
Although his mind knew it was wrong, his body reacted to her. He was painfully and instantly aroused.
“Why is it sooo hot?” she asked with a small grimace, arching her back once again.
He knew she wasn’t faking the reactions to entice him like other women did. Her skin was flushed all over. Her skin and everything else appeared to be too sensitive.
“Have some water, Naina,” he said, placing the tray next to the bed. Pouring the chilled water from a jug into a glass, he handed it to her. “Here.”
She sat up slowly and reached for it. He didn’t let go of the glass because her hands were trembling. She sipped the water and moaned. The sound went straight to his groin.
She finished drinking the water, but she held his hand and rubbed her cheeks against it. And then, she pushed his hand along with the cool glass down her throat to in between her breasts.
Fuck.
She moaned again as though his hands provided the cooling effect.
He took the glass away using the other hand, but his hand remained trapped on her body.
“Naina,” he said, trying to gently pry his hand away from her.
“Please, touch me,” she begged. She held his hand and pushed her plump, aroused breast against it.
He hissed out a breath at the bolt of pleasure he felt at the contact. Before he could say something, she let out a harsh cry, and her body began to spasm.
He was stunned.
She was having an orgasm. Her eyes were closed with her head thrown back while her body shook in ecstasy.
He was transfixed by the beautiful sight.
Her orgasm went on for a while, and when she opened her eyes, there was momentary peace in them.
If only he could say that for himself. His body was tense and aroused to a fever pitch.
He wanted to shed his clothes and climb of top of her to relieve the ache that gripped both their bodies. He wanted to taste every inch of her, especially the ripe buds he felt against his palm. He wanted to suck on them while he drove deep into her wet heat.
Letting out a harsh exhale, he put a stop to his torrid fantasies. Naina was drugged.
Although he had never used drugs, he knew many men and women who took them to enhance their sexual experiences. He had never been with a woman who was on drugs, and he had no intention ever to do so.
And Naina didn’t take the drug voluntarily. Someone had maliciously tricked her into ingesting it.
“Ohh…” There was another moan. Barely a few minutes had passed since she had an orgasm, but her body began undulating again.
“It feels sooo hot again,” she panted breathlessly.
His hand was still under hers on top of her breasts. She rubbed his palm against the stiff peaks, letting out a moan. But this time, it wasn’t enough. She couldn’t get off again like the last time and was becoming restless.
“It hurts,” she said. There were tears hovering in her eyes. “I feel so empty. Help me. Please,” she begged.
It was hard to watch her suffer. He didn’t know how long the reaction from the drugs would last, but he knew that having orgasms would offer her body a temporary respite.
Hell.
“Touch yourself, Naina,” he ordered softly. He tried to sound calm and matter-of-fact, but his voice was husky. “Pleasure yourself.”
She looked at him with glazed eyes. “I don’t know how. Show me.”
He sucked in a harsh breath. Seeing her goddess-like body, he had forgotten that she was young. And an innocent too.
Fuck.
Gritting his teeth, he took her small hand into his large one and led it to the place between her legs. “Pleasure yourself right here.” When he tried to take his hand away, she trapped it with both her hands.
Holding his finger in a tight grip, she brushed it across the wet heat. A hiss of pleasure tore through him while she let out a loud moan. Her movements were clumsy as it was new for her, but instinct guided her. She continued to swipe his finger over and over on herself.
It took an inhuman amount of control on his side to remain still and simply watch the breathtakingly beautiful sight without giving in to his base instincts.
Her breasts quivered as she arched her back. Her skin was flushed, and there was a light sheen of sweat that glistened on her body while she desperately tried to find a way to let her body climax.
He also knew he could grab control and relieve her within minutes. He knew exactly how and where to touch her. He could slip his finger into her soft, wet heat while his thumb pressed on her sensitive nub. But he held back.
He groaned and gritted his teeth while letting her use him to relieve her passionate need.
Soon, the torture ended when she succeeded. She let out a scream and shuddered on his bed with a powerful release. Sounds of agony and pleasure emitted from her throat as she shook and shook. It lasted so long that at the end of it, she slipped into an exhausted asleep.
It was suddenly quiet in the room, apart from his harsh breaths.
Slowly, he withdrew his hand from hers. He had the sudden urge to put his finger into his mouth and taste her, but he resisted the urge.
“Soon,” he vowed softly to her. He will taste her when she belonged to him in every sense. And while he tasted her intimately, he would make sure she was aware of it with all of her senses.
He groaned as his body was in pain due to unfulfilled desire. He could step into his shower and relieve himself, but he didn’t want to leave her side even for a few minutes.
Letting out a shuddering breath, with his heart still pounding hard, he pulled a chair next to the bed. Covering her with a light blanket, he settled down for the night while watching her sleep peacefully on his bed.
CHAPTER 1 2
Naina was having a nightmare.
No. Not exactly a nightmare. She dreamt that she was cursed by a wicked witch who put her through unbearable pain. But soon, a handsome and charming prince rescued her by sweeping her into his arms and kissing her, after which the pain left.
It was a silly dream because she wasn’t the type to dream of Prince Charming or being rescued by someone. She didn’t believe in such fairytales.
She knew that in the real world, only she could rescue her
self. Then why did she feel so grateful when the prince in her dream rescued her by kissing her passionately? And much to her embarrassment, the prince looked like the stranger from the club.
She could still feel her lips tingle with the kiss, and she could also recall the feeling of how protected she felt wrapped in his arms when he rescued her from the curse.
With a groan, she opened her eyes wanting to break out from her silly dream.
Her eyes met with the familiar sight of the balcony in her bedroom. She must have forgotten to close the door of the balcony the previous night because bright sunlight streamed into the room.
She groaned again. Her head was throbbing dully, but strangely even the place between her legs was throbbing. Suddenly, she felt the urge to touch herself there.
Shocked and embarrassed at the thought, she hurriedly got up from her bed to shower and prepare for the day.
She was on her way to the bathroom when there was a knock on the door. Guessing that it was the cleaning staff, she answered it.
“Good morning… or rather good afternoon, Naina darling.”
Naina groaned internally. She should have ignored the knocking.
“What is it, Monica?” she asked with barely concealed impatience. “I need to freshen up and start packing.” She was going to return to her university that evening as her exams would begin in two days.
Her stepmother was watching her with an odd look. “How was last night? Did you enjoy yourself at The Dungeon? When did you return?”
Naina put her hand on her head which continued to throb dully. “I didn’t go out anywhere last night. I had a headache and decided to sleep early.”
There was a shocked looked on Monica’s face. “What? I saw you get ready when I brought your juice.”
Naina frowned and shrugged. “I was tired and decided to go another day.”
A tight look came over Monica’s face. “Anirudh Shaurya is getting married today!”
“Good for him. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a headache. I need to freshen up.” Not waiting for the other woman to leave, Naina walked away towards the bathroom.
