Baby Daddy (Ongoing)

Part 3

(2 years ago, in a film fare award night)

##Nagada sang dhol baaje, dhol baaje
Dhaayn dhaayn dhum dhum dhaayn
Nagada sang dhol baaje, dhol baaje
Dhaayn dhaayn dhaayn dhum dhaayn...##

A girl graciously danced occupying the centre stage. She dominated her co dancers with her ease, grace & fast moves. She swirled round and round & suddenly slumped down on the stage & continued circling with her knees. All the eyes in the auditorium were frozen seeing her stupendous performance.

"I want that girl, Bittuji" Rk said to his P.A., his eyes not leaving the girl who was performing on the stage. He got so mesmerized with her beauty & he liked the way she was dancing. She was so vibrant, so full of life & so young.

"Chief?"

"The center girl" he pointed his finger showing which particular girl he was mentioning.

"I am leaving now..."

"But Chief... you have an award to receive..." Bittuji reminded him about the best actor of the year award he was about to receive that night. Rk gave him a stare & said "I don't give a f**k about the trophy because all I want now is that girl! She can be my trophy for tonight"

"Okay, Chief" Bittuji didn't dare to speak a word further as he knew it would be a futile effort.

"I want that girl in my penthouse, on my bed within an hour" Rk ordered & took off from the venue.

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An hour later, Rk walked to his room a little unsteady as he was being drinking at his private bar. He was wondering whether the girl would come to his house to spend the night with him? Who wouldn't? After all he was the heartthrob of the nation. Girls were ready to swoon over him, worship him & beg to please him by giving themselves to him.

He tried to shake off her thoughts, her dancing legs, her slim body, her... her everything but he couldn't. He checked for the time in his wrist watch. It was nearing the stipulated time. She must have arrived. He anticipated to meet her & when he opened his bedroom door he found her sitting on the edge of the bed, as he expected.

She was directed to his bedroom and asked to wait there by Rk's P.A. Bittu. She hesitated for a moment but she didn't have anyother go when the man who brought her there left her in front of the room door and walked away.

She had changed her dancing costume & now wearing her black tight jeans & pale green frill top.

"Beautiful! But I don't appreciate her wearing jeans. It will take time to remove. And I don't do waiting." He thought.

"Rk, Sir" The girl stood up from the bed & beamed at him. She was so happy to see the superstar Rk! It was like a dream come true moment for her.

Rk smirked at her in return, scanning her body with his lusty eyes.

"Hey, Sugar. You danced so gracefully" Rk called her in a seductive tone. The girl frowned at him for calling her Sugar. but she liked it!

"Um... my name is Madhubala. Call me, Madhu. And thanks!" Madhu was a trained dancer. She ace in all forms of dance. Dancing was her passion & she was learning dancing since the age of 4 but becoming an heroine was her dream.

"Madhu... sweet name honey!" Rk said & smirked at her & stepped closer to her. "You are so beautiful... you smell so sweet..." he leaned down & nuzzled her hair.

"Rk, Sir" Madhu pushed him a little away from him & turned her face away as a strong smell of alcohol hit her nostril.

"What you want, baby? Diamond? Car? House? Just tell? I will lavish money on you but agree to be mine... for the night" he hate dilly dallying so he straight away came to the matter.