He heard voices, actually weird voices. To his surprise, the room's door was left ajar. He went in and was shocked.

The bathroom door was open and Daya was standing at the door while patting someone's back. The person was puking continuously.

Abhijeet (shocked): Daya!

Daya looked at Abhijeet and sighed in relief.

Daya (smiled): Thank god Abhijeet tim aa gye.

Abhijeet (Still not able to digest): Yeh ho kya raha hai?

Daya told everything to him.

Abhijeet (shocked): Kya! Shreya ne 5 bottle vodka pi liya.

Daya (tired): Haan, lekin maine bhi toh pi thi… phir Shreya ko itni ultiya kyu aa rhi hai?

Ahijeet (angrily): Gadhe, Shreya ne first time drink kiya hai! Drinks se uska matlab tha, normal, non-alcoholic drinks.

Daya (shocked): Kya!

Abhijeet (hit his own head): Ab chad gyi hai, toh jaldi utregi bhi nhi, toh use sula do.

Daya (shook his head): Nhi, Abhijeet, sone se bhi kucch nhi hogaa, pehli baar mein itna piya hai toh kal dopahar tak nhi utaregi.

Abhijeet (shocked): Kya! (Almost crying): Matlab meri story shuru hone se pehle hi khatam.

Voice (drunken): Love story khatam.

They both turned and saw Shreya taking drunken steps towards them. She was about to fall when Daya held her by her waist and her arm went around his neck. She looked at him and moved her index finger from his forehead to his lips.

Shreya (drunken, husky tone): Hello, handsome.

Daya (to Abhijeet): Dekho boss, kya haal ho gya hai uska?

Shreya (flirtingly, still in his arms): Haal toh tumne behaal kar hi diya hai.

Abhijeet glared Daya and went from there. Daya was about to say something, but froze. His senses got numb when she fused her lips with his. He wasn't able to respond but feeling her lips with wide eyes, while she poured all her passion and love in the kiss.

She separated her lips from his and kissed his cheeks. Daya came out of the shock, he looked in her eyes and so did she. He was feeling so good, even after his intensions for her, her innonce was enough to make him lost.

Shreya (drunken voice): I love you.

He was hell shocked. He felt like heaven on earth. A smile crept on his lips but then, a lady came to his mind and again his brain was washed. He became the same tough and ruthless guy.

Shreya slept in his arms. He looked at her innocent face but this time, he wasn't admiring it but had pity on her.

Daya (thinking): (clicked his tongue): Bechari, pyaar kar hi baithi mujhse, lekin ise kya pta ki ab yyeh pyaar hi uska dard banega.

He smirked. His eyes looked black with wickedness in it.

He made her lie on the bed and was about to go, when she pulled him, holding his wrist. He fell on her but propped his hands on her either sides to save both of them. He again got a look of her beautiful face. As it was accident, his real feelings for her showed up and he was lost in her. She opened her eyes and looked in those loveable ones in front of her.

Shreya (softly): Pyaar ho gya hai aapse mujhe… Pyaar karne ki gustakhi ho gyi hai.

Daya smiled lightly. He, unintentionally, moved his face near her and was about to fuse them when…

Abhijeet (shouted from outside): Daya, jaldi chal yaar.

The trance broked and he went out.

Shreya's eyes followed his way as he went out of the room. She got a faint smile and soon, her heavy eyes dropped driving her to deep slumber.

One and a half hour went by. Daya and Abhijeet were in the drawing room, pacing to and fro.

Abhijeet (angrily): Sab tere wajah se huya hai, kya zaroorat thi yeh sab karne ki (imitating him) let's give it a twist (to Daya): De diya twist tune.

Daya (guilty): Sorry na boss. Mujhe kya pta tha ki yeh twist humara plan hi twist kar dega.

Abhijeet was about to scold him more but…

Voice: Are-Are, aram se apne jigri dost ko aise mat dantiye.

Both turned towards the source of the voice.

Both (surprised): Shreya.

Shreya just shrugged her shoulders.

Abhijeet (confused): Par tum thik kaise huyi?

Shreya (smirked): Mujhe pehle se pta tha ki yeh Vodka hai… haan, ummeed nhi ki thi, par pta tha. Isiliye, jab mujhe drink karna hota tha aur Daya mere taraf nhi dekhte the, toh main use gira deti thi.

Daya (wide mouth): Haww…cheating.

Abhijeet (angrily): Tu chup kar (Daya closed his mouth and Abhijeet moved to Shreya): Thank god, tumne aisa kiya, warna humara plan toh….

Shreya (chuckled): Aisa kucch nhi hoga (to Daya): Aur ab hum dono taiyaar ho jaate hai.

Daya nodded and they went to change.

Daya came earlier than Shreya and waited for her with Abhijeet.

Soon, the voice of heels was heard. The two turned to the stairs and saw the pretty woman descending them. Daya was lost in her and even forgot to breathe for a second.

It was Shreya, who had worn a one piece mini no sleeve skinny black dress, which perfectly exposed her curves. She wore the same color high heels and black stud earrings. The perfect touch of kohl and vine lip gloss made her so elegant that anyone can fall for her.

Daya smiled as she looked towards him and passed a perfsct sign using his three fingers. She gave a pretty smile and it became his part of admiration. Abhijeet too passed a 'waah' look.

Shreya (looked at her golden wrist watch): I think, I should call her now.

The two nodded and she took out her phone and called Tarika.

Tarika was in her room, sitting on the bed. She was fidgeting her fingers and thinking about the day/

Tarika (thinking): Yeh Abhijeet subah se pta nhi ajeeb sa behave kyun kar rha hai. Aise toh Zara se koso dur rehta tha, aaj usse kitna flirt kar rha tha aur voh bhi kitna chipak rhi thi usse. (she lied in the bed): Lekin usse mujhe kya, main thodi na Abhijeet ki girlfriend hoon ki voh mujhse hi baat karega. (she turned to left): (exhales): Lekin agar hoti toh kitna acha hota…I just wish (she closed her eyes)

Suddenly, her phone rang and she saw the caller ID with a confused and surprised face.

Tarika (narrowed her eyebrows): Shreya ka phone.

She picked up the call.

After half an hour, a car rushed inside the main gate of the farmhouse. Tarika got out of it and ran to the courtyard. It was almost dark and nothing was acting as source of light.

She stopped as she got a glipse of Abhijeet, with his back on her side.

Tarika (uttered): Abhijeet.

She rushed to him and turned him towards her. She just hugged him.