Chapter 1: Introduction
When I walked into the restaurant, the scent of money and promise hit my nose—a potent concoction of perfume and expectations. I scanned the dimly lit space, the polished tile floors reserved for valets and a hostess table nestled under a crystal chandelier bright with light. Diamonds around necks. Expensive suits, shined shoes, silk scarfs.
God. How I missed this life.
"Ah, Rohan." I turned at the sound of my name, and saw Akhil, friend and former fuck-buddy, sailing across the room in a storm of cologne and charm. I offered my hand in greeting, winking at him as he leaned in to kiss my cheek. I knew exactly what was going through his mind.
"And Nandini!" Akhil's eyes flicked over to his wife, his gaze lingering on the plunging neckline of her dress. I clenched my fists, trying to hide my irritation.
An upscale restaurant in mumbai
Fucker never could resist a pretty face.
"Shreya, darling." Akhil's smile widened as he spotted the third person at the table. "Allow me to introduce you to Rohan and Nandini."
She turned, and my breath caught in my throat. I had to admit, I was intrigued by the conversation at the table, but I hadn't expected the woman sitting across from me to be so stunningly beautiful.
Her long black hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing her piercing eyes and full lips.
I could see the swell of her breasts under the silky fabric of her elegant dress, and I couldn't help wondering what she looked like naked. My cock twitched in my pants, and I shifted in my seat, trying to hide my arousal.
"Nice to meet you," she said, extending a hand. I took it, savoring the warmth of her skin and the strength of her grip.
"And you," I replied, my voice husky with desire.
I could feel the tension between us, and I knew she felt it too.