Reality struck me like a striking thunder.

I woke up with a massive hangover in someone else's bed. Not someone else but in Natasha's bed.

Natasha slept topless beside me. I hope she is wearing something underneath, unlike me.

Hell, I don't even remember a single thing about last night. Did I actually fuck her? Oh damn! I did. Otherwise, I wouldn't be naked here.

Dammit! Dammit!

I pulled off the sheets and grabbed my pants, pulling it over. I looked for my cell phone but it was nowhere to be found.

"Where are you going?" Natasha asked in a sleepy voice just when I was about to exit her room.

I felt like someone was banging my skull with a hammer. My skull was about to break. I just shook my head and walked out while grabbing my shirt on the way.

I searched for my phone and it was on the table, lying dead.

I took my jacket and stuffs like car keys. Where the hell is my car? I can't remember.

"Hey where are you going? Want breakfast in bed?" Natasha asked and winked. I looked at her and sighed heavily. I didn't feel anything for this woman.

Not that I was all cool and calm, I was angry, very angry at myself. I could've handled this like a matured person but I chose to be a kid. Even kids are sensible. Now I made matters worse.

I walked out of Natasha's apartment without giving a look to her or saying a word.

What have I done? I got laid with that woman again but why do I feel I've cheated someone. I haven't.

Why do I feel so low? What will Ashna think of me when she will get to know I got laid with Natasha? She clearly dislikes her. Fuck! What mess have I created?!

I started walking along the narrow foot lane and saw my car. Thank God, it isn't towed.

I got inside and put my phone in charge. I need to solve my shit.

First I called up dad.

Ring! Ring!

"Son!" My dad stated excitedly yet sounded tired.

"Morning dad."

"How are you doing son?" He asked cheerfully.

"Not good." I muttered in the phone.

"Now what've you done?"

It's not me dad. It's you. You didn't tell me about your problem. You have cancer and I am not aware of it. I'm your son. I thought I was your friend but I was wrong. Why didn't you tell me, dad? Why?

"I got laid." I said, instead. "Again."

"With?" He asked, chuckling lightly. I want him to be happy. I won't make it worst.

"Natasha."

"Again?"

"Yeah." I said.

"Son, you forgot the rules? You should never get laid second time with same woman unless she is your wife."

"I remember dad. I was tensed last night dad and drunk. Things happened in the heat of the moment."

"Why were you tensed?" He asked. My dad was my best buddy and a problem-solver. But now things are different.

I know you have cancer and it is in it's last stage. Dad, you will be leaving me and mom. I am tensed about the future, I am tensed what will I do without you. I am tensed that no one will be there to guide me.

"Ashna." I said instead.

"What about Ms. Kapoor? She is a woman of pride and dignity. A nice woman she is- your mother is very fond of her."

"Dad... she is Ashu." I paused for awhile. "Remember? I dated this girl for 3 months and then broke up which .... I regret."

"Oh yes! Ashu-your girl!" He chuckled.

"Dad she is not my girl." I rolled my eyes.

"You said you regret breaking up with her." He pointed out.

"Y-yeah."

"So what now?" He asked.

"I feel like I cheated her for getting laid with Natasha. I feel different. I don't know dad. I am angry at myself. I feel like I betrayed her when we are not even together. Why do I feel like this?" I whine on the phone.

"Do you like Ashna?" Dad asked.

"You sound like mum." I chuckled.

"Answer me."

"Yes."

"You're growing some balls. Finally son." He stated proudly.

"I already have them and it's big enough to satisfy woman all over the globe." I replied frowning.

"Son, you're just like your dad. I'm proud of you son." He said.

I rolled my eyes. "What should I do?"

"I thought you knew better." He paused. "Talk to her, make her fall in love with you." He said.

"Okay pops, take care."

"See you, son." We hung up.

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I parked outside my apartment. I need painkillers. Damn! My head hurts.

I opened my front door and walked in. I rushed to the kitchen and rummaged through the drawers for some aspirin. I gulped two tablets with some water.

I needed to be in office before Ashna but before that I have to talk to her in private.

I took out my phone and started typing.

*Meet me before office?*

After about 5 minutes Ashna replied.

*In a meeting.*

After reading the text, I sighed. At seven in the morning she is at meeting? Does this woman ever take rest?

I ran my hands down my face. What will I tell her when I meet her? Guilt. I feel guilty. I betrayed her. Did I really betray her? Yes. I did. I slept with Natasha and I don't even remember anything about last night. What a fuckhole I am.

More than the news of my dad, I feel bad for sleeping with her. Bad is not even an appropriate word to describe what I feel. I feel like drowning in a deep sea. Choking to death with my own breath.

I let out an annoyed, frustrated, angry breath and went for a cold shower.

Cold freezing shower.

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Dead.

I am dead.

I am lifeless.

I never felt like this. Never before.

I walked in through the main glassdoors of Basic. The guards stood in place, well they never seem to move an inch from their spot. I wonder, do they ever go to pee?

Whatever.

Ashna's P. A and her manager Shay stood near the reception, chatting.

"Morning Roy." Shay greeted with a smile.

"Morning ladies." I returned a polite smile and walked away towards my stand and have a chat with these ladies.

The office was empty. None of the employees were in yet. Well, its only 7:45am.

"Ashna..." I heard someone call Ashna's name.

Ashna walked with elegance. She couldn't see me, but I did. She has long, slender legs. She looked like a fashion model who just walked the ramp. Her white shirt tucked in her black ankle length denim complimented her figure.

Whatever she wears doesn't matter. She is sophisticated. Her self-confidence makes her sexy.

"We are not taking the deal." She said in a very business-like tone. She seemed to be in hurry.

"Why? That was a great deal!" Shay looked shell-shocked and said it in a slight high-pitched tone.

"I don't design for kids and kids modelling is just against my rules." Her voice contained finality. This is when you don't want to argue with the ice queen.

"But you design for Avery." Shay made the wrong move by pushing the topic further. Ashna's P.A stood straight, her eyes were troubled. That girl looked like she would pass out in a minute.

"She is my daughter." Ashna said in a cool and calm voice. "Shay, first thing-never speak after your boss's final statement. Second thing- by now you should know I don't make kids work."

Shay kept her trap shut. Damn! Ashna's look could make you piss your pants but at the same time she looks equally hot.

Ashna turned towards her P. A and said, "I'll be back, later. Have to meet someone." She turned and started walking.

Who is this someone?

I want to talk to her. I came out of the studio.

"Ashna..." she stopped in her track and took a moment to turn.

"Roy." She smiled. "I was heading on to meet you."

So the 'someone' was me. I felt... happy? Happy.

I smiled. "Ashu... can we talk?"

Ashu. My Ashu. I just love the way it slipped off my mouth so easily. Oh God, I'm deep.

Her smile disappeared just for a milli-second and then was replaced with a sweet and happy smile again. "Sure."

As we started towards the studio the main glassdoors opened and came in the witch. Natasha.

"Hey babe." She chirped and flew towards me quicker than a housefly and clung to my shoulder.

I removed her hands. Ashna looked at me with blank face. Natasha smiled. Shay and Ashna's P. A were still standing and watching us. They started gossiping.

I frowned. "What do you want?"

"One more amazing and hot night." She whispered in my ears loud enough for Ashna to hear. This woman should work on her whispering skills. Actually, I should kick this woman out. Damn!

I closed my eyes and pushed Natasha away from me. I stared at Ashna, a flick of emotion passed through her eyes. Did I see it right? Hurt? Was she hurt? Immediately it vanished and coldness replaced. In a second, she was far, very far away from me.

Right now I don't know this woman. This is not my Ashna. I felt I just stabbed her in her chest and blood dripped from my heart.

I felt the pain.

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