His words rang bells in my head I didn't understand, 'how could Hrithik be here and if he was here, then why wasn't he responding? This was the minimum he could do when police were standing before him, this isn't like him, he is usually responsible, why is he acting strange and if he had any weapon....this could be dangerous because my men would kill him immediately' I thought and my feet made their way to the room Hrithik was said to be in, few officers were standing before the room, probably waiting for my orders and I stepping forward ordered, "you all may go check other rooms, I'll check this out".
Swiftly closing the door and entering the room I found Hrithik leaning on a sofa, I was furious to see him seated so casually and approached him in an instant.
He grabbed me and due to the sudden force I unable to balance myself, landing straight into his arms.
All it took was a few words and I knew he wasn't in his right mind , I was suspecting him of doing drugs, but the smell that was coming from him said otherwise, Taking the can he was holding and smelling it, I knew this guy was consuming alcohol despite his age.
I always considered Hrithik to be a part of my family and seeing him lying mindlessly on the sofa and his behavior was making me furious, But before I could vent it out, His hands were touching me, uncomfortable with his touch, I tried to push him away but he held me in place, whispering sweet words, the drink must be showing it's effects, I knew I had to stop him but as if possesed by those words, my hands refused to push him away and in the next moment we found ourselves kissing each other.
Our kiss which was pure at the beginning transpired into a lewd one at the end, he was skilled enough to tease my tongue and as our lips parted, I found myself panting and Hrithik was no different, his gaze was filled with desire, I could feel his hardness beneath me, I thought he would push further given his 'condition', but I didn't want to do that, he was a minor and I don't think it will be taken well if something like that happened, not to mention he is drunk and might not even remember this'
He leaned forward as if to kiss me again but before I could say anything, his head landed on my shoulder and whispered
something I wasn't wiling to acknowledge.
At the end of it I could only say, "So that's how it was", his words tightened my chest and left me breathless. I could only think to myself, who is Myra.
END OF POV.
Sun rays hit my face and my eyes flattered open, my head was a mess, aftereffects were showing up, I didn't remember everything that happened the previous night, my eyes regaining clarity recognised the unfamiliar ceiling, slowing dragging off my body from the bed, made my way to a nearby table intending to have some water.
The moment my thirst was quenched a voice was heard
"You're awake"
It was Witira and the moment her words hit my ear, I recalled the previous night incidents and the need to continue my act and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Why shouldn't I be here?" She asked, her tone joyfull not letting out any other emotion, and from the way she spoke, I could sense her intentions, she didn't want to bring up any details from last night, I knew she wanted to forget it,.. reason remained unknown, but this was the best course of action I could ever ask for.
"This is the room alloted to me and I don't remember inviting you" I said, playing my role of an amnesia patient, that's how drunk people are...aren't they?
"Acting all haughty again, but last night you were so different from your usual self" she said, 'had I been drinking water, I am sure I would have spit it out, anyway wasn't she trying to bury everything, then why bring it up'
Thinking that his expression tensed and turning to her he asked, "What did I do?"
She laughed at my words, "Look at your expression, it's so much fun to see you, but jokes apart which friend of yours invited you to an illegal casino?"
Witira was smiling but I could sense the sarcasm in her words, I was sure she was gonna hit him hard, turning to her and reaching her slowly I asked, "Why, worried for me?"
I didn't forget to wink at her. This might not be the best . way to distract her, but there was still a chance and I was no in no condition to back down.
Witira observing my usual behaviour massages her head,
'This guy can never be serious that's what she must be thinking' I thought and she placing the papers she was holding on the table before her, looked at me and said in the most serious tone ever, "Hrithik, for god sake can't you be serious for once"
She was pointing her index finger at me and I grabbing her hand tightly answered, "and can't you play the cool cop for once"
As those words left my mouth, my gaze landed on a small piece of already burnt paper neatly packed in a small plastic cover, ensuring no slip of evidence, my gaze lingering around it a bit longer than neccesary.
That burnt paper was part of the documents we were signing last night and that small burnt paper had something that if discovered, could turn this whole world upside down, 'My family's symbol' the Raichand's Symbol.