Jeet and Rash returned back to Mumbai after one week.
" Start your report immediately ", said Jeet.
" His words should not be warped by other channels ", said Jeet.
" On it", she said. " But he is pretty bold. Some of his policies.. Umm they may make him unpopular "
" He is like that. I can't change him", sighed Jeet.
Rash then got very busy with the reports.
Jeet went to his office next morning.
Guru was called in.
" Yes Sir", said Guru.
" Deepak is on the hit list", said Jeet.
" I know that", said Guru.
" We have no idea who all are moles. All we have is Raghuvanshi and his digital data", said Jeet.
" We may have Banerjee ", said Guru.
" May", Jeet raised a brow.
" Eagle caught a scent", said Guru. " He is asking for dream girl and Rat. She is free. About him... ", said Guru.
" Can help but not committ", said Jeet.
" Dream girl started the work", said Guru.
" Hmm what about Raghuvanshi" asked Jeet.
" Get us a search warrant and Jailbait is on his internet data".
" Not a search warrant. He is not a criminal in public eye. Though we can get inside his house on the pretext of enquiry", said Jeet.
" Have you made a plan to work on?Maybe the information is there and scattered. I have the intel on Banerjee. About others.. ", he started
" Get everyone tomorrow Panther and Jailbait including ", said Jeet.
" Done. Here is your schedule for the day", Guru opened his tablet. " Your assistant can detail on the details. I have a few important ones".
" Meeting the governor, a cabinet meeting for mourning Raghuvanshi, internal affairs meeting with your department, the store inauguration ", he raiised a brow.
" A complex", corrected Guru. " Mittal group. You would not miss that", smirked Guru.
" Bet it's his wife. She is pretty bored", said Jeet.
" You get bored when you are 30 and husband 70", said Guru.
Jeet shook his head and signed his schedule.
11 A.M.
" Mrs. Singhania it's lovvely of you to design these pieces for me", said Maya Mittal.
She was in her early thirties and well maintained.
" Kash's a friend ", shrugged Chanchal.
" And such a waste ", sighed Maya, " As he plays on the other side".
Chanchal turned deep red at such blatant s*xual references.
As all the preparations finished Chanchal started to leave but Maya insisted she be there.
" Ohh no you worked so hard you should be here for the party", she said.
" I.. Umm. No.. I don't know ", she said.
" Be here. It will give me moral support ", said Maya.
In the end Chanchal agreed.
She wore a pink sleeveless frock suit, matching net duppata, banglea, a small dark pink bindi, a rose gold set in ears and a simple chain. She wore white sandals.
Half an hour later
Chanchal excused herself from inaugration and took a quiet corner for the party. She sat in a spare room for drinks.
I will go unnoticed her she thought as she slowly sipped an orange juice.
BUT SOMEONE DID NOTICE.
" Hello Angel", a soft and warm voice greeted her.
She snapped her neck at him and met his amused face.
" I said hello", he greeted again. He moved closer to her and took her hand in his softly caressing her.
Jeet was tired and asked his hostess to rest and nurse his headache with a drink. She directed him to this room. He thought it was empty. The security waited outside as he moved in. And seeing her his headache disappeared.
Chanchal's face have lost it's colour. She looked at him as he was some ogre transmitted from the other world. She blinked her eyes. She has gone mute. Sensing her discomfort his face turned serious. He stopped caressing her hand but still held it. She made no efforts to pull it back unlike their previous encounters.
" Do I scare you little one", Jeet asked solemnly.
No answer. But she looked at him with pleading eyes.
" I won't eat you Chanchal ", said Jeet. " All I came here for was to greet you and offer you my company.".
He still held her hand. If she tries to pull away he will leave it.
She looked down but said nothing.
" I'll leave if you want... ", he said.
But suddenly he felt pressure on his hands. She was holding him. He looked at her. She was shaking her head in no.
" Shall I stay", he smiled.
She shyly nodded.
They sat there in silence holding hands. She was really very pretty. Jeet was getting ar*used looking at her.
" I. I. s.s.sorry", she said after some time.
"It's alright", he said. " How come you are here"?
" D.designed a.art here", she replied.
" You are really talented", he praised looking at her.
She looked confused.
" You don't believe in yourself ", he asked looking at her.
The fire in those eyes will burn her thought Chanchal. She is not equipped to deal with him.
" Chanchal ", he asked again.
" I. I. am a f.failure s.sir. I. I. c.couldn't e.even s.save my ch. chilld.
Jeet's hold tightened on her as he felt her pain reverberating through him.
" Aah", she winced.
" Ohhh sh*t. I am sorry ", he came back to his senses. He looked at her.
She looked completely lost like a sad little child
" Can I hug you Chanchal please", he pleaded.
She just nodded.
Jeet engulfed his love in his arms. And felt her tears wetting him.
" Baby", he said softly. " How much have you suffered"!
He lost control as he touched her lips with his.
He softly pecked her first then s*cked her bottom lip.
She moaned and he just attacked her lips.
A deep, prolonged and dark kiss.....
They were sharing a pain. Of a lost child..
The kiss was not s*xual but healing in a way.
When they separated Chanchal was deeply ashamed.
" I I. am. s. S. So. Sorry ", she stammered.
" It's on me Angel", assured Jeet.
" I. I c.can't d.do this", she cried.
" You can and you will Chanchal. You are a strong girl", said Jeet. " Just like that Phoenix you drew in that sketchbook ".
" M. Me", he remembered her sketches.
He took her face in his hand..
" Be a Phoenix yourself Chanchal. Rise from these ashes of depression and sadness. Fly little bird. Sky is the limit", said Jeet.
Chanchal stared at him. She was already mesmerized by him. Caught in this volcanic Sun. She will lose herself now. Escape was not possible.
HE DOESN'T LOVE... she thought this again and tried to put some distance but Jeet stubbornly held her.
" Please ", she said softly.
He was an enemy. He took her Rash. And now her sanity too.
And then he kissed her again and she was lost.
THIS WAS A COMPLETE SURRENDER.
Checkmate for her.