Chapter 10

Daksha's POV

It has been two weeks since I gave into my worst impulses. I purchased the usual and it is still sitting in my room untouched. I bought it with a temptation . Once I reached home I realized how much I fucked up. All the hard work and sacrifices I have made will be burnt down once I touch the white powder. As the thoughts crippling in my mind, the urge to escape grew stronger. As soon as I dropped it in my room. I sped away to Cecil's and explained to her what exactly happened. I revealed to her that I bought cocaine and it is sitting in my room. I confessed that a part of me so badly wanted to give in to the urges but I couldn't so I ran away here.

Cecile, unlike any other day, intently listened to my feelings about the drug and appreciated me for reaching out rather than succumbing to the urges.

I stayed at Cecil's for a week. I know I can't always run away from my addiction and I made the mess in the first place hence eventually I had to go and get rid of it. Now matter how much I want to do this deep down there is a fear that I will give up all the will and resistance I had and fall to my impulsions.

On the other hand, I was fighting myself not to go there and talk to Tara. I know she rejected me, that doesn't mean that I should give up on her. She is a great actress. I knew it from the audition. I recently got to know through my little visits to the club that she is an amazing singer. How could I ignore such a talent? Hence, I decided to convince her to apply for another audition.

But the convincing part isn't really as easy as I expected.

She is one hell of a stubborn woman.

I have to spend thousands just to get to talk to her for barely five minutes.

Moreover visiting that place repeatedly was a torture I was orchestrating for myself.

So I stopped going to the club after a week.

I decided to stay with my brother and continue to work on the script I was writing earlier which got paused due to Pranav's visit.

Pranav hadn't called me after that night. I am not sure why he didn't call me or publish the news. Was he expecting a move from my side? Did he finally realize that Abhi and I are just friends and withdraw all his accusations?

Speaking of which Abhi and I are not in speaking terms since he confessed his love. We are both trying to stay away from each other. It is good for now. One problem at a time will be good.

So after everything happened, one day when I was helping my brother in reading dialogues and script. I discovered that my brother was in search of a female supporting character for his upcoming movie.

Only person I thought of was Tara which leads me to today. I am back again to the same club searching for her this time with an opportunity on my hand which I hope she will take.

As a usual routine I stayed away from the tables filled with all the notorious activities and sat myself on a stool in the bar. With my eyes glued to her body which is swinging over the strip pole as her right leg firmly held the pole and left leg lifted up in the air. She did a fucking 180 split while dangling in the air. Her hands sensually moved across her body as she teased herself. Her face held a coy smile that would occasionally turn into a sexy smirk.

My eyes shamelessly travelled all over her body. I have to keep reminding myself that she is straight. But everytime I lock her eyes with mine all the senses in my body are knocked out.

Irresistible

I agree with her that she was right about something. I am an annoying woman. But my intentions were never to be put in question. All I did after paying was to sit with her and talk to her or atleast push her to talk to me.

On the contrary to all other days she will be squealing when I deliver her the news.

"You won't just quit, wouldn't you? " Her voice beamed beside me.

"No. Unless you listen to me." I was persistent.

"As I said, I am interested. I don't like women. Leave me alone. Please. " It hurts more every time I hear that. But I am not going to step back.

"You have no choice. I paid for an hour. We are talking. " I shouted as I followed her.

"Can't you just let go of me? Why are you so persistent? I don't like you. I would prefer anyone literally a 50 year old man to you. All these days when you would just torture me with your incessant talking and subtle indirect comments. It irritates me a lot. So just quit it," She bursted when she stopped in front of one of the rooms.

I know she wasn't exactly that fond of me. But I didn't know she thought I was a terrible person. All this time she thought that I was behind her for sex. I know I paid to be with her. But from the very first time I assured her that I am not here for sex and I thought I made sure that I don't have such intentions.

I wasn't trying to initiate anything with her. I know sometimes I get carried away and give her compliments but I thought she liked it.

I don't know how I am supposed to make her believe that I am not what she thought of me.

"I.. I am sorry. I gave you such an impression. I didn't mean to. I was just trying to be friendly. I will leave now. Sorry for bothering you. Before that I just wanted to say that my brother is searching for a supporting actress for his upcoming movie. I thought maybe you should give it a try. He wouldn't be a pervert like me if that's what you are thinking. He is a perfect gentleman. I know it can be confusing. Please give it a try. He wouldn't be initiating anything with you. Unlike me, he is not corrupted with this kind of world. " I pulled out my brother's visiting card and application form and placed it on her dressing table.

I raised my head , glancing over her face , giving a small nod. I retracted myself from the club and walked towards my car.