3)Sharing Dance Floor

Aahana's POV

That seemed to be an awkward yet very scary warning; is he going to beat me up. He could do so; he looks like a devil. 

It's not fun at all; what's happening. I was about to revolt when I saw Roh approaching with a seductive smile. 

I choose to continue the drama with this person; atleast I can be away from the hold of Rohan for some time. 

Hello Mrs! I greeted the old lady. She felt extremely emotional;

"say me, mom! I can't believe he is finally dating." She was so emotional she can't even utter words. What a poor boy mom I thought. 

Mr, X I don't know; who is he. Currently, he is my so-called stranger boyfriend; who has asked me for a round of dance. Which I accepted unwillingly; continuing with the drama, at least poor old lady is delighted, I feel bad for her. Moreover, I was free from the clutches of clingy Rahul. This man seems dangerous, his warnings are also dangerous but atleast he is not clingy, like Roh. Knowing he doesn't have an interest in women. I feel he might be gay, whatever I am safe with him. 

He held my hand; a current flowed through my body. His hands felt so cold he has an immovable stone personality. As he held my hand, it seems as if blood is rushing through the veins making me feel more and more warmth; how can someone so cold, has such warmth. 

I don't know how to dance but he made me dance to his tunes; making me float in the air. Swinging me in his arms he rotated me back. Whirling me in airlifting me; he again swung me in his arms. Making his grip around my waist tighter he was now making me feel insecure. He seems emotionless. But I was thrilled at every touch; like this never happened before. Lastly, he swung me in circles; I felt dizzy, he held my waist made me float down with his body all over me. There was just a thin line between his lips and mine when the music stopped. I was still gasping in his arms, I am not a regular dancing person and matching his moves was a task in itself, the movements were amazing and the dance was thrilling. I never knew I could dance so well. I ended up gasping for breath; hairs all messed up, and the dress needed adjustments. 

There were clapping all around, while the man looked around to find that his mother is nowhere; finding this he loosens the grip around my waist. I end up falling badly on the ground on my butts. It hurts. 

My mouth dropped open; what an ill human he is.

Hei! Mister; eei you! You asshole. He didn't heeded his guards followed and he passed through the door as if nothing happened. 

A stone heart! 

It all happened so fast; at a minute I was circling in a stranger's arm; another minute I am lying on the ground and men is walking past the doorway in huge footsteps. 

His aura was extremely dark; in an Illuminated evening; with dazzling lights all around I felt extremely dark, cold as if I am closer to some ice block. I still wonder a person so cold, could make me feel so warm. 

Witnessing him immersing into darkness when I moved my eyes around the hall I realized all people were staring at me, I was still laying on the ground. There was silence. 

"Give me your hand! Stood up! Hei Aish"

It was Rahul giving a hand to me; taking the help I stood, patted my dress, caressing a finger at my flicks; I stood red-faced. 

"How you slid on the floor; hope so it's not hurting. "

Yeah(an only word which I could utter out) 

"Are you okay? " he asked again.

I came back to my senses and realized what had happened. Yeah, I am totally fine; just slid on some banana peel. 

"But who was eating a banana here"

Realizing my poor excuse I felt further ashamed; 'please no more question now. '

"Okay okay; So what about a dance. I mean if you are feeling completely well with no injuries; can I have a pleasure of a dance with you. "

I feel I would not be able to walk today; my leg pains; my hands too; head too; the stomach is also aching badly. 

"Poor! Aish you hurt yourself bad. " he exclaimed.

He took me to uncle and aunt; "she has hurt herself badly if you all don't mind I am taking her to the guest room. She could do some rest over there. " he asked for their permission.

Yeah! It's completely fine! my aunt uttered with a mouth full of cookies. 

No! No! I feel better now. 

"Aish you need to take some rest, you don't look fine at all. "

He put one hand around my waist and was taking care as if I broke a bone of one of my leg. I could walk; I urged but he insisted on helping. Walking through a long gallery with multiple rooms; we stopped at a room. 

There are so many rooms; how many people live here; I asked out of amazement and curiosity.

"We don't live here. It's just for business purpose. Our clients rest here. Our house lies at other parts of this building to the backside." He replies.

Ohh! Such a lavish place to stay for clients I thought. Rohan opened the door to the room; it was huge; the whole single room was the size of my aunt house we live in. The room also was all black and white; no other colours. 

Why there is so much black and white everywhere? I can't stop myself asking. 

He answers; " Ranveer Singhaniya my uncle's son and eldest brother among all of us has built all the things under his supervision. He sees things in just two colours black and white. With black being his favourite dominates."

How could someone like just two colours; he doesn't seem to have various colours in his life. I wondered

"You could have met him; he usually don't attend party's, but he came in today's party. I got to know from my mother. It's weird, however. " 

Hei! Aish you are standing for so long; comfort yourself sit down he said offering me juice. 

He took a deep breath holding my hand.

"See Aish; I liked you since the first time I met you, there is innocence on your face and fierceness in your eyes. I am attracted to the women you are. Extremely courageous, boldly beautiful, living in these situations I know harsh people turn out to be timid, dull, lifeless, heartless. I would love to marry you as I say; then you need not work for a living, you need not survive the wrongdoings, torture of your uncle aunt, you could live a beautiful life in this palace full of luxuries."

For a second the comfort of living in this palace, living life beautifully, with no tensions, no worries, having someone to cater to all your needs, and you need not do any work might seem enchanting. But what I craved for all my life was love, not money. My definition of comfort is living for a person who loved you every single second, finding love, living it and dying with it. Is what I aspire to be. I will fight with my circumstances, will try to make a good living for my family and that I could do myself, I don't need a husband for that. 

"Ohh! quite blunt. Ok! Ok! now I can't claim to be in love, in this short meet no one falls in love. Yet I stick to what I said; I like you and whenever you feel like, you are ready for the marriage proposal you can tell."

Quite! Good 

Till then ok so we can be friends, and as a friend, I am going to help you find a job. I already have one in my mind and that too in one of our company's head office Singhania's Pvt. Ltd. 

I jumped out of excitement; I was extremely happy seeing hope, now I could find some way to earn and ensure a better life for my sister. 

That's a tough role; we can schedule your interview tomorrow but I am warning you again that's going to be tough. 

Ranveer Singhania my big brother; as I told is the CEO of the company we are just workers over there, there is a position for his secretary. But no secretary could complete even a months term over there. Two weeks is the biggest record a secretary competed. Hope you could carry out this role. 

"Yes! I will. I will manage," I said this as I wanted a job eagerly, and didn't mind whatsoever difficult the job is. 

"Cool! So let's see you tomorrow at Dark Streets; Singhania lane; Office 365 at sharp 9:00 am, I will be there outside the office waiting for you." He answers.

Thank you! I said with a wide smile.

"Umm! No thanks, dear; just think about the marriage proposal once and yes your family has already left to home, I said I will drop you home, so don't worry we will drop you home and get to sleep early so that you are on time tomorrow. " he said winking .

So now let's drop you home; yeah I said cheerfully, he held my hand tightly and we slid through the lit gallery, passed through the throng of guests and reached the parking. 

Get in miss! He held the door open for me. It was a winter night, with that revealing dress on with minimal fabric I felt extremely cold; it was making me shiver. 

He came extraemely closer making me feel nervous as if he was very close to me when I realized he is trying to pick the jacket from the back seat, covering it on my shoulders, he bruised his fingers all over my bare arms and then held my palm. 

You are extremely cold; Aish! 

I still feel feverish around him, he turns to be weird in seconds. I am ok! I replied sliding off from his hold. 

I need to devise a plan soon, I can't let aunt find out all this, if she get to knew I am doing a job she will lock me in the room, will not give me food also. I had to devise some way so that I could reach there on time without letting anyone have any idea about it. 

Stepping out of the car,  reached home, going inside there was aunt waiting with a long list of questions.

"Hei! Child come on! Tell me what happened between you and Rohan, did he asked you for a date, is he interested in you. We will get lucky if somehow agrees to marry you. You need to make him fall for you. " As I stepped in she pounced upon me with questions.

These people are unbelievable they can do anything for money, they want to hang me to a person just for money.

No!, Aunt, it was just a casual conversation nothing as such. 

They felt a little bad at this, then aunt asked me to be in touch with him. See child, that's a golden opportunity we all can be out of this dirth if we land this opportunity. You need to woe him. You are an amazing young girl work your moves. She was swinging her wide ass, funny wicked people. I was feeling pity for them when an idea strikes.

Hei! Wait, but I can make use of this, aunt wants me to build connections with this man, she doesn't allow me to go anywhere but at the name of Rohan, she would surely allow. What if I say I am going on a date with him, or he is I'll to see him, or... there are lots of possibilities will see tomorrow let's sleep for today, it was a tiring day and tomorrow is a big day. 

As I reached my dungeon; immediately I slipped out of my dress. It feels so good now. This dress with minimal fabric still seems much heavier and uncomfortable. Quickly changing into my PJs I went flat on the bed. Who cares to undo hair; or wash face atleast. It doesn't matter at last; what matters is a sound sleep after a tiring day. Putting the alarm for tomorrow at 7:00 am in my mind I went to sleep. I was just uttering; I need to wake up at 7; at seven not to be late; at seven. When I can't afford an alarm clock hope so my mind doesn't ditch me as usual. 

To the birds chirping I wake up at six in the morning; with just five hours of sleep my face was swelling like pumpkin still I can't risk my life with one more nap. Quickly hopping out of the bed I went to the bathroom looking at my plum swelled face. 

Sprinkling water over my face; I opened my eyes quickly got fresh. All wrapped in a towel after a shower I was now pondering over what to wear it's going to be a professional interview and I didn't have a single event matching dress. 

Who does that; in chilly winter morning covered in just a towel I am deciding over the dress to wear; what the hell Aahana! 

I took one of my old father shirts; realizing it could fit me just needed some adjustments. Quickly I fitted it. Once I tried it was looking good. A plain mustard shirt though old fashioned it still looks elite and precious; rolling over the sleeves up till elbows upper part of me looked decent. Paring it up with my only black jeans I was ready. Now I was thankful for my natural alarm to make me wake up an hour earlier. It's 7:30 now. A lot of time has been invested in fitting the shirt. I need to quicken up and leave for office till 8:00. It's approximately an hour distance. 

Managing my hair in a low pony as usual and slipping into my only pair of plum; I was ready, and look quite enchanting and different. Not my usual self. 

Let's bang on now! I just want this job; my only hope.