02• Casanova
She was pacing her room with a sour expression on her face because Ethan hadn't invited her to the party of Manik's victory. She was upset because she was excited to celebrate her lover's victory but she didn't get the chance.
"I'm so angry with Ethan for not inviting me to the party. Why doesn't he understand that I'm not a kid anymore? I'm eighteen years old now." She was talking to herself, furious.
Her phone rang up, and a frown appeared on her face as she saw the caller id. It was Ethan.
She composed herself by taking a deep breath before answering, "hello."
"What's up?" He asked her lovingly.
"I'm just waiting for you. When will you come?" She asked, sitting on the sofa.
"I'm going out of town for an important meeting. So tonight Manik will stay with you." As he told her, her eyes sparkled with joy, and she instantly rose, widening her eyes in surprise.
She was overjoyed after hearing his words because she would be able to spend time with the love of her life. Her heart was giddy with happiness.
"Really?" She asked cheerily.
"Control, Nandini, control your emotions." She murmured to herself, palming the speaker of the phone, going insane with happiness.
"Yes, and I'll be back tomorrow till night."
She wondered, 'why only one day, Ethan? I don't mind if you stay for a week if Manik is staying with me. I know I sound selfish, but I'm crazy about him.'
"Okay, take care." She disconnected the call with a broad smile on her face.
"Thank you, thank you so much, God. For the first time, I'll stay alone with Manik at night. Wow!" She squealed, jumping with joy.
'What I'm gonna do?' She wondered, placing her index finger on her cheek and tilting her face.
'You don't have to do anything because he'll do what he does with other girls at night.' As her mind answered her, her eyes widened in shock.
Her thoughts were going wild, after all, he was Manik, the hottest man on this planet.
"No, no, I don't wanna do that." She murmured, shaking her head like an innocent kid.
'I mean, I want to do that, but not right now because I want to spend every night with him in his warm arms instead of having a one-night stand with him. I want him to love me instead of fucking me. I wish I could win his heart in the future, but it seems impossible because he rarely speaks to me. I'm just his friend's sister to him.' She sat on the bed with a sad pout.
And on the other hand, Manik was unaware that someone was longing for his love.
She stood up and strolled to her desk before sitting on the chair, opening the diary and began writing in it.
(Dear Diary,
Tonight I'm overjoyed and excited because God gave me an opportunity to talk to him, but I hope I don't go blank in front of him like every time. You're aware that his presence causes my heart to stop beating and causes me to become tongue-tied as he twirls my mind with his hot personality and breathtakingly handsome face; moreover, the tattoos on his body drive me crazier.
Oh God, even just writing about him is making me feel all the butterflies in my stomach. I just can't wait to meet him and talk to him at night.
When he will come?
I'm brimming with excitement. I'm just hoping for the best. )
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Nandini stepped into Ethan's room, not aware that Manik was present in the room. Her eyes dilated and her mouth opened in utter shock when she saw him fucking a woman in his room. He was hovered over her, naked.
She felt a sudden sharp pain in her heart and tears brimmed in her eyes.
She very well knew that every night he slept with a different woman but still seeing him fucking a woman in front of her eyes for the first brutally broke her heart.
"What the fuck? Can't you knock before entering?" He snarled at her.
She was already in a lot of pain, and he was worsening it by yelling at her. She had been so happy just a few minutes before, completely unaware that this would happen.
"It's my brother's room. I come into his room like this always. You should fucking lock the doors before opening your pants to fuck her." She barked at him and stormed out of the room after slamming the door.
She'd never yelled at him like this before, but she wasn't in her right mind because she was heartbroken. It was excruciatingly painful for her to see him with another woman.
She dashed into her room and banged the door. Tears streamed down her cheeks mechanically.
"Why it's hurting me, I already knew that he is a Casanova. Stupid Nandini, stop crying for him. He's not your boyfriend. You don't have the right to be angry over him. It's his life, he can do anything. But why the fuck did he have to do this in my home and that too in my brother's room?" She screamed and flung the vase on the floor in fury.
"I like him, he is my first love and now it's hurting me more after seeing him fucking another girl" She cried loudly.
"Oh god, I can't take this pain." She dashed into the bathroom and turned on the shower before standing beneath it. She closed her eyes and fresh tears trickled down her cheeks, mixing with water as she recalled him fucking the woman. The flashes were tearing her apart from within.
After the long warm shower, she stepped out.
"Fuck him, I don't care whatever he does." She roared before calling her friends, Diana and Ella on WhatsApp.
Diana and Ella were her coaching friends, they both were elder than her. She used to share everything with them and also took out all her anger on them. They both were Nandini's best friends.
She asked them. "Where are you both? Meet me at the pub in an hour."
"Hold on, Barbie. Take a deep breath." Ella used to refer to her as Barbie because she said she had a barbie face.
"Yes, relax, Nandini." Diana also tried to calm her down.
"I can't. My mind is blasting. If you both don't meet me in an hour, I'll do something terrible." She said, going out of control.
Ella uttered, "we're reaching, just relax."
"Come fast." She disconnected the call and began getting ready for the pub.
She decked up in a sexy black backless dress and tied her hair up in a messy bun. Her eyes were still filled with sorrow.
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"Where are you going at this time?" She stopped at the door and her heart stopped beating as Manik's deep masculine voice reached her ears.
As she heard his footsteps approaching, she clutched the door handle, her heartbeat quickening. She always became tongue-tied in front of him.
She composed herself by taking a deep breath before turning towards him, and her heart stopped beating again when she saw his handsome face. Rings on his fingers, brow piercing, bird tattoo on his neck, and rose tattoo on his hand fascinated her a lot. Every single thing about him drove her crazy.
She had been furious with him for fucking a random woman at her house just moments earlier, but now she was mesmerised by his profound hotness. She felt like he used to hypnotise her because she forgot about the whole world when he appeared in front of her.
"Tell me, Nandini." His lips moved as he uttered, and she couldn't stop herself from gazing at his luscious lips, and she felt a sudden urge to taste them.
'What the hell are you doing, Nandini, what will he think about you? Stop gawping at him shamelessly and answer him.' She mentally chided herself, moving her eyes away from his lips.
She cleared her throat and answered him, "I'm not answerable to a person like you." She didn't know where she got this courage.
He frowned after listening to her curt answer but he deserved this because she was still angry with him after catching him fucking a woman at her place.
"Listen! Your brother has given me your responsibility, so at this time you're not going anywhere." He denied her in a stern tone.
"Oh God, I'm not a kid anymore." She said and pouted adorably, rolling her eyes.
"But your safety is my responsibility, kiddo." As he called her kiddo, her eyes slightly widened in shock.
'What! Really kiddo? Here I'm thinking to make him my hubby and he is calling me kiddo.' She wondered but suddenly her eyes glinted as an idea popped into her mind.
"If I'm your responsibility, so come with me and protect me." She slightly smiled at him and her eyes sparkled.
He rolled his eyes and muttered to himself, "she spoiled my tonight's all fun."
"I'm going if you don't want to come." She turned to go.
"Wait, I'm coming with you because your safety is important to me." Her eyes shimmered and a wide grin flashed on her face as he agreed.
"Okay." She replied, glancing at him over her shoulder.
Then they walked out of the mansion. She was going crazy with the excitement of sitting behind him on the bike and holding him as she had been yearning for this day for such a long time.
But her lips drew down in sadness and all excitement went into the gutter as he uttered, "give me your car's keys," holding out his hand to her.
'God! I was thinking that you are on my side today but you're doing the opposite.'
She took out the key from her sling bag and gave it to him with a sad pout.
They settled down in her car, and he started it.
She was gazing at him furtively on the way to the pub. The nerves of his tattooed hand captivated her, and she felt a sudden urge to caress and kiss it. Her heart skipped a beat when he took a turn, rolling the steering wheel because he was looking so tempting.
'How? How can anybody's hand also look so attractive? He was awakening desires inside me through his hand only. God! This man is going to be the death of me.' She wondered, shaking her head in disbelief.
She was shamelessly admiring him, and he almost caught her once gawking at him, but she quickly shifted her gaze to the window and sighed deeply.
"Nandini, you're nuts. What will he think about you if he catches you leering at him?" She murmured to herself and slightly hit her head, calling herself, "stupid."
"Kiddo." As she heard his voice, she instantly turned her face to him, making her eyes big.
"I'm not a kid." She frowned at him, and he snickered, keeping his eyes fixed on the road.
"Why today is he making me so angry?" She muttered, looking out of the window.
"But I'm still thankful that he is with me as his presence gives some kind of peace to my soul." She wondered, openly gazing at him intensely.
As the car came to a halt, she returned to the earth. She instantly looked out the window and realised they had arrived at the club.
Then she unbuckled her seatbelt before stepping out. He also climbed out of the car and strolled into the club with her.
The loud music reached their ears as they stepped inside. His eyes glinted with lust as he saw the hot woman, and she became upset, seeing him checking out that woman.
'Why I'm getting upset, he isn't my boyfriend. I know very well he is like this. He fucks a different woman every night and it's his life, he can do anything.' She got lost in her thoughts, and her heart was crying.
"Where are your friends?" He asked her.
"Friends?" She asked, absentminded.
"Diana and Ella. Where are they?" He asked her again, narrowing his brows bemusedly. He knew about her friends through Ethan.
"They must be coming." She immediately replied to him, coming to the earth back, and then mentally scolded herself, "you're an idiot."
"Come with me." He walked to the corner seat, and she followed him.
"Sit here, I just come." She sat down, and he disappeared into the crowd.
Then after a few minutes, she found him dancing with a random woman. She was dancing, grinding herself against him.
She scorned her, "Bitch," shooting daggers at her.
Manik strode to her, holding the waist of that woman, burning her heart.
"I'll be back in an hour, don't move from here." He instructed her before going upstairs with that woman.
He didn't even know that by doing this he was hurting her so badly.
'Why is he a Casanova? Seeing him every night with a different woman breaks my heart. I never want to be in the place of this woman and have one nightstand with him; instead, I want to stay with him forever. But I know my dream will remain a dream because firstly he is never going to change and secondly, I'm a kid for him. He'll never develop feelings for me, and it hurts.' She wondered and her eyes became moist.
Then she ordered vodka shots for herself to relieve the pain of her one-sided love.
