Akshara was sitting in the backyard. She had always been curious about the outhouse they had here. What was it? She saw Arpit come out of the mansion and ran to him.

"Hey Arpit?"

She stopped at a distance from him and panted. He stopped in his track and looked above her head, giving her the respect he knew he had to.

"Ye kya hai?"

She asked him about the outhouse and he confirmed her queries.

"It's an outhouse mam."

"Koi rehta hai kya yaha pr?"

She asked and he shook his head.

"Toh phir kya kaam hai iska?"

"Boss uses it. No one else is allowed here."

Akshara nodded and a mischievous smile formed on her face. If only he is allowed here then about surprising him? She giggled and after dinner, when Lakshay had disappeared God knows where, she sneaked out and shut the door of the outhouse.

She gasped seeing what inside.

It was all wooden interior but what caught her attention was the huge jacuzzi that was placed there.

One end of the room was an empty area with only a closet and a washbasin. And the other area was the jacuzzi.

"Isliye kisi ko aane nhi deta?"

She scowled at his selfishness and stripped her clothes wrapping herself in a towel.

She skimmed through the closet and found it filled with his clothes. She opened few other drawers and found lots of liquor there. Whiskey was not her thing. But she wanted to try wine. She took out a bottle which looked most used. Taking out a glass, she poured herself some and sat on the edge of the jacuzzi.

She took a sip and cringed at its taste. It was horrible. She kept the glass aside and rubbed her tongue. She was looking for something to soothe her taste when she heard the door of the outhouse open.

She excitement died seeing his condition. He stopped in his tracks seeing her there. He was covered in blood. There was a gun in his hand and the other was dripping blood. His eyes were dead. Emotionless.

Akshara knew he killed people but she'd never seen him in this condition before. And now she knows why. Because he cleaned up here before coming back to the mansion.

He looked away from her and walked to the washbasin. Putting the gun aside, he started washing his bloodied hands.

"What are you doing here?"

He asked in a cold and harsh tone. She turned around and spoke.

"You were hiding this beautiful jacuzzi from me. I caught you!"

His jaw ticked at her nonchalant answer. As if she didn't care about his appearance.

He turned around with a dangerous glint in his eyes and walked towards her with a predatory gait.

"You think this is a joke. I just took somebody's life and I feel no remorse. I'm a very dangerous man, Akshara. Don't play with me."

She didn't not break eye contact and asked in a slow whisper.

"Do I need to be scared of you?"

Her question took him by surprise. No! He wanted to yell. She didn't have to be scared of him. Ever! He didn't answer her though.

Instead, he got rid of his bloodied clothes and settled himself inside the jacuzzi, switching it on. Akshara realised that she too was in a towel. She saw him take a sip of the wine she poured for herself but didn't like.

"Leave!"

He commanded with his eyes closed and head rested back. She let her towel go and entered the jacuzzi sitting in front of him with her back to his chest.

His clenched his fists against the edges of the tub and gritted his teeth.

"I asked you to fucking leave. Go back to the room and wait for me there. I'll come back after cleaning myself."

She didn't move out. Instead, she turned around and round her arms around his neck. Her chest was plastered to his, her arms around his neck and face buried in his shoulder. He didn't hug her back though. He didn't even touch her.

But she didn't move and kept the position. His heartbeat, which was too fast, came back to normal slowly. When she was sure that his heartbeat was normal and he was relaxed, she pulled back and slowly kissed his lips.

This was the first time she initiated something. He didn't stop her. But he didn't hold her either. Her hand slowly went inside the water and she held his erection. She got up a little and guided him to her core. She sank down on his cock and her head fell back due to pleasure. His lips parted as he saw her ride him.

That day, she gave him a memory to think about whenever he was in the outhouse.

Akshara was going through her phone, searching for traditional outfits when Lakshay walked in. She passed him a smile and he went to freshen up.

When he returned, she looked at him excitedly and showed him her phone.

"Look! Kaisa lag raha hai?"

She asked showing him a pista green colored kurta pajama set. He scrutinized it and said.

"It's good. But don't you think it's too big for Ayush?"

"Ummhmm...that's because it's not for Ayush."

She mumbled and he looked at her. Who else was she buying stuff for?

"Then?"

His voice had a rough edge to it. She was too busy in her outfit selection that she didn't notice and answered truthfully.

"It's for you."

Something settled in his stomach. He felt tingles in his heart. No one has ever got anything for him. Not after his mother atleast.

"I don't wear all this."

He maintained his composure and rude attitude.

"I know. But you're not wearing your boring suits on Diwali."

"Diwali?"

He asked clueless and she nodded.

"Ummhmm...it's in two weeks from now."

Lakshay chuckled and laid down.

"We don't celebrate all this nonsense. Yaha pr roz diwali manti hai. In our style."

He smirked and she gave him a stink eye.

"You mean you guys have not celebrated the festival? Like ever?"

He answered in positive and she sighed.

"Koi baat nhi. There's always a first time for everything. We're celebrating it this year. And I was planning ki hum chaaro, I mean, you, me, Lakshita and Ayush, all of us should be color coordinated. What say?"

"We are not celebrating any stupid festival."

"Hey! That's not stupid! It's the biggest festival of Hindus. How can you not celebrate it?"

She knew he wouldn't budge like that so she played the master card.

"You don't want Lakshita to enjoy and learn about her festivals. You want her to keep away from all the fun and celebrations. Fine, what can I even say?"

She looked at him through the corner of her eyes knowing very well that she had striked where she wanted to because his jaw was clenched and he was looking at her with a glare.

"I know what game you're playing. Stop it!"

She bit her lip and nodded knowing he was about to give up anytime now. He can never say no to Lakshita.

"Fine! Do whatever you want to. Just keep me out of it."

She squealed and started rambling about what all she needed to do to prepare for the festival while he rolled his eyes not bothering, even though a miniscule smile formed on his lips.

Akshara had instructed everyone in his mafia to get dressed in traditionals on Diwali and she even asked them to bring their wives and children or girlfriends if they wished to.

Lakshita was too excited when she was told they were going to have a celebration. Akshara told her the story about why we celebrate Diwali and she was so fascinated.

It was the day and Akshara gave Lakshay his kurta pajama set only for him to scowl and give her a stinky look.

"I'm not wearing this shit!"

She gasped and held his arm to stop him from going out.

"You are going to wear this or you're not allowed downstairs."

He smirked and moved closer to her. She tried her best not to let her composure slip.

"Oh yeah? And you'll stop me, huh? How do you plan to do that, Mi Amore?"

She bit her lip and whispered.

"Please! I really want all four of us to be color coordinated."

He didn't say anything and quietly sat on his recliner chair. She sighed knowing he won't budge and took her lehanga along with Lakshita's to her room. Lakshita was already awake and sitting there in excitement.

"Yayy!"

She squealed seeing her dress for the first time. It was kept a surprise till now. Akshara laughed seeing her jumping in happiness.

Lakshita would ask her to copy every step she did with her own self.

She washed both of their faces and applied nailpaint. Lakshita too sat and got her nails done. Both of them then say drying it. Akshara laughed how Lakshita copied her and blowed on her nails to dry them like she did.

Akshara then got her ready in her dress. Then she wore her own and started setting her hair. Akshara curled her hair, Lakshita wanted hers curled too. She did her make-up and Lakshita demanded hers to be done too. She even rubbed and pouted her lips like Akshara did after applying lipstick.

The girl was just too cute. She helped her wear her sandals and wore hers and the two were ready to rock worlds. 

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