Chapter 7

“Who is he…?”, he asked in a deepening tone near her earlobe, his hot breath touching her soft cheek. In a swift movement, she pulled herself back and upheld the space and looked at him with wide eyes that had frowned, “Why did he ask me… in such a way…???...”, and stared with a startle at him. His gaze is still in another direction, only his side face seen by her as she stands beside him.

“Sir, I don’t feel comfortable in it..!.. Please have some distance with me…”, she mumbled in a slight hard tone with a glare but inside her frighten pumping down, she held her fists tightly to control her shuddering as she senses a strong wicked aura in his presence that tried to compress her soul, therefore she immediately diverged from him.

Ryan grinned at her hasty guts that she is telling him What to do…! “No..! Babita…you can’t …!”, he uttered subconsciously.

From the side Tara looked at his raised lip corner that emerged as evil smirked as she glared at him while taking a deep breath, she didn't like his proximity or said that she was petrified by it. But the glower in her black doe eyes instantly changes into trepidation, when he turns to her and gawks at her with his stormy clam blue orbs.

“I just ask a simple question…!...”, he hissed gravely by puckering his one angular brow, stinging his jaw, he added, “Who… is… he..?...”, stressing each word he gave an icy stare to her.

Tara clenched her top,  her shoulder hunched, “He..is..is..my friend… and Classmate…”, she shudders while looking down. She doesn’t want to glance at him as his oceanic orbs make her edgy.

“ Only a friend!!!…”, he inquired gruffly while moping at her and his oceanic orbs demand the same answer Which he wants to hear…! That he is only her friend, not more than it..!

Tara just nodded her head without a peek at him, fret blob can be seen on her forehead that witnesses the ominous effect of his on her.

“word…word…!”, he rumbles in his deep voice.

Tara recoiled by his growl, her heart pounding vigorously, and her breath became heavy, “Yes..! only friend…”, with a fleeting look at him, she responds with a perplexed face. She doesn’t understand Why he is interested in it..!

Ryan's demeanour becomes suddenly calm, “Good…. For you..”, He whimpered composedly and sat back on the couch without breaking his intense stare on her.

Sensing his oceanic orbs on herself, Tara bites her lower lip as it's scared out of her wits, “Relax..! Tara…there is no need to fear…”, She again chanted the same mantra to prevail over his menacing aura.  

Ryan watches her apprehension, he laughs inside when he minutely observes her each expression, in no time he understands that she makes an effort at her best to trounce and cover her fear. He doesn't know why his orbs are in her face…! And when she bites her luscious lips in nervousness, an erotic thought emerged in him, “How will it taste…!”.

Tara slowly took steps forward, and with her new self-assuredness, She asked softly in a low tone, “Sir… What I have to do…???..”.

“Everything… that gives me pleasure…”, Ryan answered quickly with a blank expression, but Tara's eyes squinted, her nose crinkles, and stunned with disgust spread on her face listening to his reply, “How dare he…!...”, her mind retorted.

Ryan smirked at her expression, “Just… do your work properly… when you come here… first of all, present yourself in front of me with an Irish coffee… you have to inform me about every meeting, party events… and my concert schedule … and the rest of the other things…  Jim will inform you… So go now and bring my Irish coffee in my rehearsal room… quickly…”, saying this he stood up from the couch and scowled at Tara, who was still standing there as someone nailed her feet.

“What are you waiting for..!!!”, Ryan narrowed his orbs making tremble in her boots.

Tara doesn’t understand her fear. Sometimes it made her glued to the floor with numbness and sometimes it forced her to run. She feels that his oceanic blue orbs were dictating on her and she hates it. Noticing the glowering of his powerful orbs on her, she turns abruptly and is just about to leave.

“Wait…”, hearing his deep voice, she paused and turned around.

“What is your name..???..”, He asked in a demanding tone with a vacant look.

She gulped and cleared her throat to say it plainly in a low tone, “Tara..”.

Ryan still maintains the empty expression on his face, “OK..leave now…”, he hissed and Tara quickly leaves the room.

A leer formed on his handsome face, his angular eyebrows raised, he pronounced her name in his Spanish accent, “Tara…”, when his tongue rolled racily her name,  he closed his eyes as a rapid pulse speed inside him. Tara's face flashed in his mind, her quivering peptide frame and her attempt to hide her fear and her trembling luscious lips that every time she bites in her nervousness made him aroused.

He twirled his head back and stretch his neck a lascivious appeared on his face, his oceanic orbs filled with lust, “Tara…!”, whimpered smokily her name again, he sensing incitement in him, a sin sneer raised his lips, “It will be fun to ruin you, Babita.!..”.

Tara went out of the room and took a sigh of relief, placing her palm on her heart and she filled the thudding sound of it. He was not present there but his hostile influence still emerged on her face. If she stood for a while in front of him, then surely her heart would rupture the ribcage..!

“But…Why am I so scared of him..! …He just asked me a simple question…!..”, Tara consoles herself that her fear is pointless, she had to work here to compensate for the loss and she had to face him several times, it’s just a simple thing.

But when she reminisces about his oceanic orbs, a shudder begins in her, and the way he stands enclosed to her, makes her blood cold. No matter how much she tries to convince herself but her instinct warns her that there is something dark in him which craves to consume her.

Tara shook her head, “Stop it…Tara..!... don’t think about him much…”, calming herself, she went in search of a kitchen to fulfill Ryan’s order.

While searching for the kitchen, she walloped into someone and the tray of glasses carried by the person smacked on the floor with a shattering sound.

“I am sorry…So sorry…”, Tara cringes and kneels to pick up the tray with broken pieces of glasses. When she gazes upward while collecting the glass, her eyes view a  short height girl wearing a black housekeeping dress with a flattering waistband and stylish mandarin collar, her hair tied in a bun but some curly loose dropped on her face, she glaring at Tara with her hazel eyes, her nose slightly flared, she keeps her hand on her waist like she expresses the anger but she looks so cute. Her adorable face reminds Tara about Preeti (Tara’s younger sister) as she was of her same age.

A beam appeared on Tara’s face, she picked up the tray, moved up, and handed the tray to that girl with a bright smile.

The girl still stares angrily at Tara, but Tara holds her lips inside to control her laugh as the girl looks endearing and amusing in anger.

“Hi…I am new here…Will you please tell me where the kitchen is..???...”, Tara asked her softly with a smile.

“Just go down and turn left…you will find it…”, she replied roughly, “But why are you asking about it…”, she added.

Tara whispered, “Actually, Sir…means Ryan Sir,  asking for an Irish coffee…”.

The girl's face lit up hearing Ryan's name, “Ryan… want it…OK..come with me..”, she rejoiced.

Tara is surprised by her reaction as her anger swiftly changes into gladness, the girl holds Tara's hand and drags her with herself, “Hey..!.. Where are you taking me..???...”, Tara inquired with baffled.

“If you don’t want an Irish Coffee for Ryan..!!!…”, saying this the girl, contentedly takes Tara with her to the Kitchen.

When they arrive at Kitchen, the girl frequently takes out a mug and fills it with hot water, and then empties it, just to preheat the mug. She pours piping hot coffee into a warmed glass until it is about three-fourth, adds the brown sugar and stirs until it is completely dissolved. Tara watched her with wide eyes, the way she prepared with a lit-up face and a cheerful smile said a lot about how much she enjoys making coffee or she likes it to prepare, especially for Ryan.

When the girl picked a red-coloured bottle and was just about to decant it in the coffee mug, with curiosity, Tara asked her, “What is this..?.. I don’t think so…any such drinks would add to coffee..!..”.

The girl looks at Tara with astonishment, she chuckles, “Are you seeing the preparation of Irish coffee for the first time!!!..or you don’t have any idea about Irish coffee…!!!...”.

Tara glanced at her with narrowed eyes and wrinkles on the forehead, a perplex emerged on her face listening to the question, “What do you mean..!!!..”.

“Irish Coffee is a cocktail drink… so it is obvious to add a whiskey in it… and you know this is Ryan's favorite brand …”, the girl explains to Tara cheerfully making her baffle.

“Ok... it's ready… take it and please tell Ryan…that it was made by Cherry…”, the girl introduced herself to Tara, “And What is your name..???...”, she asked.

“Tara…!..”, Tara replied.

A stump spread on Cherry's face, “Tara…!.. What does it mean..???...”, She asked her peculiarly.

Tara smiled vaguely and replied smoothly to her, “Star…Tara means Star…”.

“Wow..!! We already had a Rockstar here and now a star also…But pay attention…may be the Rockstar vanishing your shine with his radiance..!..”, Cherry chuckled, she just jested on it.

But Tara's face plunged, her jaw drops, and horror arise inside, her black doe eyes appeared damp, her mouth becomes dry, she felt a numbness in her body but her heart again started to thudding aggressively as may Cherry only tease her but her words, make her shiver, “What if this may be true..!!!..”.

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