The Opera Tavern Bar: Kevin shoved a bottle of beer towards Viky, while taking a sip he scanned the entire place, a well decorated place, every corner had banners which read “LSE 1989”. It’s just 7 in the evening and already the place is buzzing with college kids. Billboards hits are being played by the DJ, who is just warming up before sways the crowd with some modern electronic music. Viky liked billboard hits, he never lost an opportunity to buy the chart busters cassettes back in India. Kevin got few of his friends at the bar, and introduced them to Viky. Two tall German students, one introduced himself as Stefan, Viky couldn’t register the other German’s name, he had a such a strong accent, Viky could hardly understand what he spoke. A tall Irish girl who is also one of Kevin’s friends introduced herself as Catherine, she had pleasant voice and a charming personality. She wore a green dress, which matched her green eyes making her look all the more attractive. All five of them got into conversation which transcends everything on this planet, geology, sociology, physics, mathematics, classical literature, politics, as they merrily drank their beer. Viky was thrilled to meet such people, who are not the stereotypical nerds.
Couple of hours has passed, Viky had quite a few beers, although not drunk, he could feel the buzz from alcohol as he joined the crowd on the dance floor. The DJ sure was playing some enthralling music, by now Viky knows almost half the people in there, all thanks to Kevin who is quite a popular character in this part of the city. Kevin is the students’ coordinator at the LSE, a position which is appropriate for his unassuming, jovial, easy going nature. As the music swayed the crowd, Viky noticed a small crowd has gathered around in the corner far end from the DJ, which made him quite curious. But, he tried to ignore it and looked away. Just then he felt Kevin’s hand grabbed his and almost dragged him out of the dance floor while shouting loud in his ears “You gotta see this mate”. Kevin dragged him towards the crowd which Viky had noticed earlier. There were two girls clad in very expensive and fashionable outfit in that corner. Kevin introduced one of them as Tatyana his girl friend, a brunette as tall as Viky, with dark brown eyes and long eye lashes. Her skin was deeply tanned, the bikini lines were well pronounced on her bare shoulders. Her smile had a innocent touch to it, making her look cute. She was born in Russia, but moved with her parents to London when she was just 8, she spoke English like a regular Londoner there was no hint of a foreign accent. She seemed to be a very relaxed person, Viky thought to himself Tatyana is an appropriate match for Kevin. The girl next to Tatyana was a bit taller than Viky, blonde, curled lock running on two sides of her fore head, deep sparkling blue eyes, she had diamond earrings which reflected the disco lights and made her look all the more dazzling. She extended her hand to Viky “ I am Okshana, you must be Kevin’s new flat mate Viky” her smile was deadly attractive, it was as glamorous as it can be while it had a faint touch of earthy attractiveness. Viky gulped down his beer and uttered a few words of politeness. Okshana excused herself and moved towards the dance floor, while she walked away, Viky couldn’t help but notice she is fatally attractive the way she swayed her body towards the crowd, there was an aura of her presence which made every head turn towards her at least once. Her stature had elegance, her movements were smooth, so natural , her curves were just perfect. Her remarkable cool nature made her look very inviting, yet there was something forbidden about her. As she danced in her silvery white dress, she swayed her head, her fingers playfully gestured Viky towards her. It was captivating, for a moment viky was mesmerized by this woman, but he held himself back and though it must be the alcohol which made him vulnerable. “Femme fatale” viky tried to remind himself. “What are you waiting for man, don’t keep a lady waiting” Kevin’s booking voice pierced his ears. He finished his beer in one gulp and walked towards Okshana, he decides to play along.
Okshana is well aware of herself and the kind of power she has over men. She has been with few men before, they were all attracted to her physical beauty and her father’s wealth, after all she the only child of the one and only Alexis Egorov. She secretly hated that, she could never show her true self to men, they all were far too shallow to under stand the true depth of her character. But, tonight the moment she set her eyes on Viky, she felt something different. Viky’s sharp dark eyes and his demeanour made her feel very different, very different indeed! The truth is she didn’t know what to do, so she resorted to her usual seductive methods to lure a man. Viky looked very calm and composed, making Okshana all though the more anxious. But, the truth is Viky is struggling to keep his calm, deep down his emotions has been stirred.
Viky walked towards Okshana, they danced for a while, their body slowly gyrating with the music. Vikys both hands around her waist and her hands around his neck, just then the DJ switched track to a popular love song, almost instinctively viky brought Okshana close to himself, their side of faces touched each other, he could smell the fragrance of her hair and her soft warm breath on his neck. His body was pressed against hers, feeling her chest rise up and down as she breathed heavily. Viky is no stranger to carnal desires of the flesh, he had been in few relationships before, which were quite a whirlwind of affairs. But, this is evoking such passion him, that he never thought it was possible, he only heard people could feel this way. The music stopped as the DJ announced that this was the last track of the night. They both jolted back from the embrace and looked into each others eyes, Okshana smiled “You dance well, you are quite a womanizer”. This is the first time he heard speak without the music, she had a thick Russian accent which made her sultry voice even more seductive. “ I like to try, if I don’t succeed, I try again” replied Viky, he usually has something to say in every situation. “Perhaps, we would see each other again sometime”
Okshana’s eyes lightened up “of course we will Viky, I am a Phd student in economics just like you, our research papers are on similar lines” Viky was taken aback by this, she already knew that! “your reputation precedes you Viky, your papers were published in Russia too” She made no secret of the fact that she has done some research on this. This made viky swell, a girl like Okshana was so interested in him, albeit for his work, but nevertheless Viky was beaming with pride. They bid each other good night, and parted ways. While on the way back he thought to himself, some one like Okshana really is into him. “might be my folly, must be all those beers and shots I had downed at the bar” he thought to himself.
Okshana slipped into her T shirt and lied down on her bed. ‘finally, I found you Viky, you are the only one who can help me. I had been reading your papers for years, only you have the knowledge and the skills to help me’
To be continued.................
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