***
We finished our dinner and decided to catch a movie on the TV before going to bed; or rather, she chose a romantic comedy and insisted that I join her. So, we cuddled up in the blanket on the bed watching some cheesy romcom.
And despite my initial reservations, the movie wasn't half bad. As the credits rolled, I turned to look at her to find that she was fast asleep, her head resting on the pillow and her lips slightly parted.
I couldn't help but stare at her; she looked like the sleeping beauty. Her chest slowly rising and falling with each breath. Her soft skin glowing in the dim light of the TV. Her hair falling gracefully around her face.
I don't know what made me do it, but I reached out and brushed the hair off her beautiful face. I quickly retracted my hand when she shifted slightly under the blanket, mumbling incoherently as she opened her eyes.
"D-Did I miss the movie?" she whispered sleepily, looking at me with those big beautiful brown eyes.
"Uhm, yeah," I mumbled, feeling awkward about waking her up like this, "I was just about to head to the living room to sleep on the couch."
She nodded lazily. I had just stepped off the bed when she called out my name softly, "Vivaaan...?"
I turned around to find her staring at me from the bed with a hesitant look on her face.
"Yeah?"
She bit her lips cutely and avoided my gaze, before speaking, "Can you stay here with me tonight?"
"I... uh... why?" I asked dumbly, not sure if I'd heard her right.
"The way that pervert, Narayan, was staring at me reminded me of the goons who kept me locked up... And... And..." she mumbled hesitantly, looking away from me, "And I don't want to be alone... tonight... Please... The bed is big enough for the two of us... I would feel so much safer with you here."
I hesitated for a moment, but I could tell she wasn't playing any game; she really was scared.
"Sure..." I whispered and sat back down beside her again, trying to keep some distance between us.
"Thank you, Mr. Bond..."
"Good night, Miss Moneypenny."
***
The next day we spent the morning with Ileana trying out all the outfits her sister had packed for her. Apparently, Mrs. K felt that the key to Narayan's heart was dressing like the kind of girls he liked; the sluttier the better!
Lucky for me, it meant that I was gifted with the sight of Ileana wearing one sexy outfit after another. Trying to figure out the most 'modest' slutty outfit... if there was such a thing.
"Ugh... why are all these outfits so skimpy," she muttered with exasperation, as she stepped out in a tight white top, which showed off a generous amount of cleavage, paired with tight ripped jeans, "I feel like I'm one of those girls in those Punjabi rap videos!"
"But the more you show off..." I tried explaining to her, but she interrupted me, rolling her eyes in frustration, "If you say, the 'more he'll like it', then I'm going to hit you, Vivaan!"
"Sorry, sorry..." I chuckled, holding up my hands in a placating gesture. She sighed and shook her head before walking over to sit next to me on the couch.
"It's just not fair that I have to dress so slutty just because of some perv," She grumbled, leaning her head against my shoulder and pouting like a child. The feeling of her tits pressed against me made me shiver; she didn't even seem to realize the effect her body was having on me.
'God! Why did she have to be so damn hot!' I thought, struggling to keep my composure as her soft breasts rubbed against me.
"You're doing really well," I reassured her, trying to ignore the butterflies in my stomach, "and remember, you are doing it for your sister."
She sighed again before replying, "I know, I know!"
"And it's not like anyone you know will ever see you dressed like this," I said with a chuckle, "It'll all be over by Friday, and you'll never have to do it again."
"You will know though, Mr. Bond," she mumbled, and I swear I thought I saw her blushing for a moment, but her eyes looked away quickly, "It's not like I have any friends, thanks to being a captive for so long. You are like the only person of my age that I know."
"That's not true, Ileana. You're just starting over. Things will only get better from here," I said and instinctively wrapped my arm around her shoulders, pulling her close to me, "Once Ravi is out of the picture, you can be free and go back to college or get a job."
"Maybe..." she grumbled and leaned into me, making my heart race.
"Hey! I am your partner in crime. Remember, Team 007," I chuckled and squeezed her tight, "I'm pretty sure that makes us friends."
She smiled and looked up at me, biting her lip cutely, "We are, aren't we... friends, I mean..."
"Definitely!" I replied cheerfully, "And I'll have tons of embarrassing pictures of you in these slutty outfits to blackmail you for life if you refuse."
"Ugh, don't you dare!" she laughed, hitting me playfully on the chest, "I might actually hit you with something heavy if you do."
***
Unfortunately for us, when we went out and checked, the hostess told us that Narayan had gone out sightseeing, without telling them where. So, Ileana and I spent the rest of the day in our Villa, watching a few more movies, and just chilling around to avoid the afternoon heat.
Luckily for me, a guy who got tongue tied around girls all his life, Ileana did most of the talking. And she was really good at it! We spent hours talking about any random thing under the sun. She had a great sense of humour and for some reason, she didn't mind my nerdy jokes and references. It was like being around an old friend; someone you can be yourself with.
We hardly noticed the time passing and before we knew it, it was already seven thirty in the evening, when the hostess called us to inform us that Narayan had dropped by for dinner.
Fifteen minutes later, I took my position, watching from a corner while he sat at a far table, when Ileana walked in, alone, wearing that white top that showed off her tits and a pair of ripped jeans that hugged her ass and hips perfectly.
I watched from the far side of the restaurant, sipping my drink as Ileana stopped a few steps away from the entrance and glanced around the room casually. She seemed to spot Narayan, sitting alone and went towards him, purposefully taking a table next to him.
I took a few pictures discretely, smiling to myself as I watched the perv glance up at her immediately and then back down at his food. His face was red, and I knew he must be sneaking glances from the corner of his eyes.
Ileana pretended not to notice him. I picked up my phone and dialled her number, watching as she answered and started to talk loudly with a big smile.
"Where are you, baby? I was waiting all day for you!" she said with a loud voice, clearly making sure Narayan would overhear it, "Why didn't you pick up yesterday?"
"He's taking the bait. I can see him craning his neck to hear what's going on," I spoke softly into my phone, "Keep going..."
"What do you mean your wife found out? I thought you two were getting a divorce," she exclaimed loudly, causing Narayan to look up again. This time he didn't bother looking away when Ileana turned towards him. He was clearly interested in what she was saying.
"You're a natural at this, Moneypenny," I told her with a smirk, "and he's clearly interested. Keep it up! That perv won't be able to resist this opportunity."
I saw her bite her lips in embarrassment for a second before continuing, "What about me? What about us? I thought you loved me!"
"Wow! You could be an actress. Seriously you're perfect!" I chuckled.
"Shut up! You're distracting me," I heard her mumble in a low voice before continuing the drama on the phone, "Fine! So, you want me to just stay here waiting for you like some idiot! What about me? We haven't fucked in weeks!"
"And he's hooked," I whispered, watching him stare at her now without any pretence of eating, his eyes fixated on her ass. It was obvious now that he was playing along with her show.
"You'll come back when your wife is out of town, and then what? I'm not a toy you can use whenever you feel like it. Fuck you, Vivaan!" she yelled before abruptly pretending to cut the call but instead leaving the line open and putting her head down on the table, pretending to be upset.
I watched as Narayan raised his hand to call a waiter and ordered something. Within minutes the waiter returned with a drink on the tray, which he brought over to Ileana.
"Here you go, miss," the Waiter spoke loudly to catch her attention, "compliments of the gentleman."
I saw Ileana look up slowly and then turn towards him, staring at him with those beautiful brown eyes. She took a moment to compose herself before looking up at Narayan with a confused expression, "For me?"
Narayan took this opportunity to stand up and walk over to her side, his hands behind his back. He looked nervous but he was smiling, "My apologies for eavesdropping, but you seemed so upset, and I thought a nice glass of wine might cheer you up."
"Oh, thank you," she replied, giving him a hesitant smile. Her voice clearly trembling with emotion, but I knew this was all an act. She was damn good, nicely playing it up.
"I hope you don't mind me sitting here?" Narayan asked, looking genuinely concerned.
She looked down and then up at him again, giving him a bright smile. She shook her head, "No, not at all. Thank you so much. It's just been a very rough day."
"Well, I'm sure everything will turn out alright in the end," he replied, sitting down across from her, "My name is Narayan."
"Hi Narayan," she said, holding out her hand and smiling softly at him, "I'm Ileana."
"Such a pretty name for an even prettier girl!" he replied, "Who was the idiot that dumped you like that?"
"Yeah, a loser! But it's my own fault. I have a soft spot for married older men," she replied with a sigh and took a sip from her wine, " I knew what I was getting myself into, but I can never resist. The heart wants what it can't have."
Those magic words seemed to peak Narayan's interest, thinking that he'd probably hit the jackpot. I smirked as I saw him sit up straight and puff up his chest slightly.
Picking my camera up, I got to work taking pictures of the two of them talking. The game was on, and we were going to need all the evidence we could get our hands on.
***
"I got a date for tomorrow night!" Ileana exclaimed happily, practically bouncing up and down on the bed like an overexcited puppy as she called her sister to tell her that we would probably be able to get the kissing photos that we needed by tomorrow.
"Good job, sis," I heard her voice, sounding relieved, "but I hope you are safe..."
"I am safe. My 'Mr. Bond' is taking care of me," she said with a wink towards me and then giggled. I heard her sister sigh on the other side of the phone.
"I'm sure he is," she muttered sarcastically, "Just make sure you get it done tomorrow, okay? We need those photos or else everything fails..."
"Don't worry, sis. I'll take care of it for you," Ileana replied and hung up, before falling back on the bed with a heavy sigh.
"You did really good today," I complimented her with a smile.
"Thanks Mr. Bond," she replied with a grin and rolled onto her side, propping herself up on her elbows and fixing those big beautiful brown eyes on me, "It was my first ever acting assignment."
"The way you put it on in there was brilliant," I told her with a smile, "You were just the right amount of flirty, vulnerable, sexy, and yet mysterious..."
"Thank you," she said shyly, biting her bottom lip and blushing slightly.
"Oh my God! You're blushing," I teased her with a laugh, "Don't be embarrassed!"
"I'm not used to hearing such nice things from a guy," she said with a shy smile, her cheeks turning a deeper shade of pink, "Usually it goes something like this, 'Hey girl, stay away from the windows!'; 'Hey girl, stop singing so loud!'; 'Hey girl, sit quietly and don't annoy us!' Those were from the goons who'd kept me hostage."
I chuckled lightly, shaking my head at her. She seemed so innocent and yet so seductive at the same time.
"But seriously, thank you, Vivaan. I know I'm just a naive girl with no experience in any of this," she said softly, "I don't think I could have had the courage to pull it off if you weren't here with me. I just feel safer knowing that you're here. You're a good partner."
"I told you, Team 007, remember?" I replied, feeling my heart beating faster, "Trust me!"
"Team 007..." she sighed dreamily and nodded, "So... What now?"
"Now, we can chill till tomorrow night. Then you dress up sexy, turn up the charm and kiss Narayan a few times. Get me some good money shots and that will be enough for Suraj Bhaiya," I replied, grinning widely.
But rather than cheering her up, something I said seemed to upset her and her expression suddenly changed; her smile disappearing and her eyes looking down, staring at nothing.
"Ileana? You okay?" I asked with concern, my smile fading as I reached out and touched her shoulder, "Hey..."
She didn't respond for a few moments and then looked up at me. I was surprised to see tears in her eyes as she sniffled slightly.
"H-hey, what happened? I-I'm sorry, if I said anything wrong," I mumbled, feeling confused. What had just happened? I was just joking around. What the hell did I do?
"It's not you," she muttered and sniffled a bit, wiping her eyes, "I'm just stupid. You're going to tease me if I tell you..."
"I won't tease you," I promised her sincerely, "I swear!"
She looked up at me again with those beautiful brown eyes, her lips trembling and then sighed heavily, "I've-never-kissed-someone-and-I-don't-want-my-first-kiss-to-be-with-some-old-perv!"
"Wait what?" I asked, unable to make out what she had just parroted out at a high speed in one single breath.
"I've never kissed anyone, and I don't want my first kiss to be with some old perv!" She repeated slowly this time but looked away, embarrassed. Her cheeks were flushed red, and she looked so cute like that, it was hard to resist smiling.
"Vivaan! You promised you wouldn't tease me," she mumbled shyly.
"I'm not... It's just that..." I stuttered, trying to find the right words, "Sometimes, you're just so sexy and innocent at the same time. How can someone as gorgeous and hot like you not have been kissed before?"
"I told you not to tease me," she pouted, turning her head and looking away from me. She was blushing even harder now, and I felt like such an asshole for making her feel bad.
"I'm not... I'm serious..." I said, taking her chin gently in my hands and turning her head towards me, "You really are the most beautiful girl I've ever met. I just really can't believe you never kissed someone before."
"And you have?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Her cheeks were still pink, and her lips slightly parted.
"No..." I replied with a nervous chuckle, "But I'm a nerd... and you are well, you!"
"See, why is it such a big deal that I haven't kissed someone, when you haven't either," she mumbled sadly, "My first kiss was supposed to be special, and now I'll have to kiss that old pervert."
I stared at her, feeling my heart beating fast in my chest. She looked so sad... So vulnerable and beautiful... and before I realized what I was saying, the words escaped my lips, "I could... uhmm... I could help you..." I whispered softly, "I mean... just so that your first kiss is not with fucking Narayan!"
I fully expected a slap or something and was stunned when she just stared at me for a moment, her eyes wide and her lips parted slightly in surprise. She looked up at me and bit her lips shyly before mumbling, "Do you mean it?"
"It's just an option," I replied quickly with a nervous chuckle, suddenly feeling very awkward. What the fuck did I just blurt out! I was supposed to be her bodyguard and here I was offering to make out with her.
She didn't reply for a few moments, and I thought that she must be too shocked at my words to say anything.
"Okay," she finally whispered after a long pause, so soft that I almost didn't hear her.
"W-What?" I asked, trying to understand if I had heard right.
"Yes, I would like it if you did that," she replied hesitantly, looking away from me, still biting her bottom lip. Her hands were trembling, and her face was flushed, and fuck, she looked gorgeous.
"Uhh... I mean... if you are sure about this..." I mumbled, suddenly feeling very nervous myself, "I don't want you to feel pressured into doing anything you don't want to do."
"I don't... I want you to help me," she replied, looking up at me with those beautiful brown eyes, "And I feel safe with you, Vivaan. We are partners, aren't we? Team 007!"
"Yes..." I whispered and smiled at her. My heart was racing so fast in my chest, it felt like it would burst any minute. For the first time, instead of avoiding staring at her sexy body, I avoided her eyes and dropped my gaze down.
She was wearing the same tight white tank top that showed the perfect outline of those amazing breasts that were barely contained by the fabric. The large dark circles of her nipples were visible through her clothes. I realized immediately that this was definitely the wrong choice because now I was blushing AND had my cock starting to get erect. Then my eyes wandered downwards towards those long legs...
"So?" she asked as she sat back up on the bed, pulling me back from my trance, "Are we gonna do this?"
I was leaning back against the headrest of the bed with my feet up in front of me, while she was sitting cross legged on the side. I gulped and nodded slowly; my eyes fixed on her lips now. Fuck, those full, sexy lips of hers...
Then before I could say anything else, she crawled over to me and straddled my legs, putting her weight on my lap, sitting perilously close to my now rock-hard cock and placing her hands around my neck. My hands instinctively went to her waist, slipping under the tank top and feeling the goosebumps on her skin.
Her face was only a few inches away from mine -- so fucking close that I felt her warm breath against my cheek.
"Just kissing," she mumbled softly, biting her bottom lip again, "we are partners, and we are just helping each other."
"Of course! Just kissing," I agreed, nodding dumbly, staring at her lips. They looked even more kissable from this close, soft and full, glistening slightly from her spit.
"Just partners," she repeated, leaning forward and slowly closing her eyes as she pressed her mouth to mine.
'OH FUCK!'
Her lips were soft, warm, and tasted sweet as she kissed me; just a light peck on my lips at first, then a longer one, then another. She pulled away after a few moments, her eyes wide open and staring into mine, her cheeks flushed with excitement.
I leaned forward again and kissed her, this time parting my lips and feeling her's part too. Our tongues met for the first time. Soon our lips pressed together more firmly, her mouth opening wider, her tongue pushing into mine.
She moaned softly against my lips as we kissed, her fingers gripping the back of my neck tighter, pulling me deeper into the kiss. My hands on her waist tightened as I returned her kisses with equal passion, enjoying the taste of her mouth, her tongue, her soft lips.
"V-vivaan!" she moaned softly when we finally broke apart, gasping slightly. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes glazed over, her breathing quick and heavy. Fuck, she was so sexy!
"That was amazing," I mumbled, staring up at her beautiful face. I could still feel her lips on mine, taste her saliva in my mouth, even smell her scent lingering around me.
"It was!" she agreed breathlessly with a soft smile, resting her forehead against mine. She bit her lower lip and then leaned back a little bit, before hesitating and mumbling, "One more time? Please?"