Angel's Brute
By Sukanya Gupta
Date: May 31, 2022
Ch. 18"A call from the past..."


Aditya’s glacial voice sends a tremor to Roshni’s spine. Somehow, she can smell that everything is not as simple as it seemed. Her shoulder is paining as Aditya is twisting her hand. A yelp leaves her mouth.

“Ahhh…Sir, it’s hurting. I was told that it would be a normal vanilla sitting. I am…I am not comfortable in BDSM. Please!”

Roshni pants out and tries to free her unmovable hand. An ominous grin peeks on Aditya’s lips. He frees Roshni’s hand and pushes her forward. Roshni turns to meet Aditya’s penetrating eyes while rubbing her wrist to lessen the pain.

“BDSM!....Hold your horse, girl. You are hoping too much. And yes, it will be a vanilla sitting. Literally sitting. No lying on the bed, no sex, no fantasies. However, you will get your full payment. But after satisfying me….with your answers. Sit!”

Aditya says in a hard voice and indicates the sofa. With a perplexed expression, Roshni sinks into the sofa. Aditya opens the bottle of whisky kept on the table and pours a decent amount into two glasses. Holding the glasses in both hands he saunters to the sofa and forwards one to Roshni who immediately grabs it. Right now, her throat is totally dried up. Aditya sips on his glass and rests on a chair keeping a decent distance from Roshni.

“Ummm…Sir, I don’t get you. What answers? I think we have met for the first time.”

Roshni asks with a confused voice while budging in her seat. Aditya reclines and places one leg on his other knee.

“I know that you are Rajesh’s girlfriend. I want his address.”

Aditya directly comes to the point. Roshni’s eyes squint in suspicion.

“Sir, first of all, I am not his girlfriend. Girls like me never become the girlfriends of anybody. He is just a regular customer. But for the last 15-20 days, he hasn’t come to my room. Neither had he called.”

Roshni says in a steady voice. It seems that she doesn’t have any misconceptions about her relationship with Rajesh. Aditya again sips on his drink and replies in a grave voice.

“Well, even I don’t have any interest to know whether you are his girlfriend or not. I just want his address and I know that he once got you there. So, speak up if you want this vanilla sitting to remain a meeting only.”

His arctic tone compels Roshni to sit squarely. She licks her lips in worry.

“Yeah, I went to his house…I mean not me…he got me to his house. His parents and sister were not there that day and he booked me for the entire night..so I…”

Roshni abruptly halts. Aditya clenches his jaws.

“Address…”

His tone is now spine-chilling. Roshni timidly meets his cold eyes.

“I don’t know the address but I can get you there. It’s near the Navi Mumbai.”

Roshni tries to convince Aditya. In one go, Aditya gulps the whisky and gets up from the seat.

“Finish your drink. Quick! You have to go with my person to show him the area and the house. After that, you will get your full payment and he will drop you in your place.”

Commanding this with a rigid tone, Aditya comes out of the room. Ayan is waiting in the leaving room.

“She knows the area and the house. Go with her. She will show you the place. Tomorrow is Sunday. According to his fellows, Rajesh visits his home every Sunday. So, it is expected that he won’t change his pattern. I want him here by next Monday.”

Aditya almost snarls. Ayan immediately gets up and heads to the guest room. He knows Aditya doesn’t like any delay or unnecessary enquiry after his order. Aditya glances at his watch. It’s 6:30 pm. Nandana must be strolling in the garden. Today he feels like going outside for shopping with Nandana. Although he had bought some clothes for her before she properly gained consciousness today, he has felt that Nandana looks prettiest in a saree and unfortunately there are very few sarees in her cupboard.

“She needs more. Especially red ones. I want to see her in red.”

Aditya murmurs and gets in the car.

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Nandana was humming a song unmindfully when her melodious voice gets interrupted by some squishy footsteps behind her. She immediately turns and finds Aditya smiling sheepishly.

“Shit…I missed the chance. How did you know that someone is here? You could have carried on with your song…right?”

Aditya says making a sad face. Nandana chuckles and comes near to him.

“I have a third eye in the back of my head, Mr Handsome Brute. I can sense you anytime anywhere. But what is the need for listening to my songs secretly? Have I ever denied singing for you?”

Nandana asks in a childish tone. Aditya grins to hear her complaints.

“No, you have never denied but you know we can sing, play any instrument or dance more perfectly with more feelings when we know that nobody is watching or listening to us. Then our feeling comes naturally. Other times, we become sceptical whether the listener or the spectator can be judgmental.”

Aditya sounds profound. Nandana gazes at him with affection.

“This man is really a paradox. Sometimes is burning with wrath and the other time can melt like ice.”

Nandana smiles at her thought.

“So, you mean to say that you will always listen to me as a hidden admirer? Ha…ha..”

She giggles out.

“Hmmm….some other times and that time I will be more cautious and silent. But right now, we are going outside for shopping. So, get ready.”

Nandana’s mouth automatically opens to hear Aditya’s abrupt demand. So far, whenever she wanted to go outside, every time Aditya forbade saying that her health condition is not right for any kind of exertion. And today he himself wants to go outside with her and more of that for shopping. Nandana narrows her eyes to comprehend the situation.

“What? It’s just I am a bit free today and you are also looking quite fit. So, I thought to break your monotony. Now, don’t try to scrutinize my mood and again come up with some weird names. Just go and change. I will meet you in fifteen minutes.”

Aditya doesn’t give Nandana to say anything further and vanishes inside the bungalow. Nandana wobbles her head and sighs in satisfaction. She also leaves to get ready.

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Aditya takes off the tee-shirt when a cheap perfume smell hits his nostrils. The same low-priced perfume that was coming from Roshni's body. Automatically his forehead lines.

“What happened to me today? So far, I have slept with so many whores and prostitutes; then why did I feel disgusted to see that girl today? Why didn’t I feel any urge to have her body when she was there to serve herself? Why my body remained cold? But on the contrary, when I saw Nandana roaming around in the garden, singing that song, my all coldness left my body. I was so much feeling to hold her in my arms and drink again that juicy lips’ nectar. What is happening to me? Why does Nandana always play in my mind? Because she is a mind hunter and this time you are the prey. My Devil mind again comes with his bitter words. Shut up. She is not a hunter. She is like an intoxication that I want to sink into. I shout at him. This is the deadly intoxication that is called love and you are going to die. He warns me. No this is not love. This is my lust and she is my ultimate desire. I counter and bang the cupboard door with a thud.”

“ADITYA…”

A yell startles Aditya. He turns and faces Nandana who is standing with a perplexed and worried expression. Gradually her eyes crawl down and fall on Aditya’s bare upper body. The sight of his chiselled torso throws some hues on her cheeks. Nandana turns her face to hide her blush. However, her hesitance couldn’t elude Aditya’s expert eyes. With a smirk, he nears her. Now, his body warmth hits Nandana’s skin. She curls her toes.

“You look more beautiful when you blush and I look sexier when I take off my clothes….ha..ha…now can we leave?”

Aditya’s husky tone turns Nandana crimson. She bails out of the room with a profound grin. Aditya wears his shirt and follows her with a mischievous smile.

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“Are you mad? You have already bought me a dozen of sarees. What will I do with all these? It’s enough. I won’t let you buy more. Let’s have some food now. I am really famished.”

Nandana pleads with a pout.

“Okay, we will but this is the last one. Just look at the colour. This red will superbly suit you.”

Aditya opines and tugs out one more red saree.

“Are you trying to make me a new bride that you are only buying all different shades of red colour sarees?”

Nandana asks in an amused tone; however, it has something which made Aditya pauses for a while. He almost whispers,

“I wish…”

Not being able to hear properly Nandana arches her brows. Only then, someone calls from their back.”

“Nandu Di!”



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