This too shall pass…..

Chapter:2

The sound of the chirping birds made her get up from the bed looking merciless with her morning beauty still and sterile she took the magazine lying on the table heading Top 10 most powerful women on the world and her name stood first. Ms. Caroline, Her full name Merya Caroline. How could she  take over the Hollywood by storm? How could this lady of 26 be the princess of 26 billion hearts??  This too shall pass!

From the grossly success of her previous Oscar winning movie, she returned in her limousine making all eyes prey on her. She was indeed a women who all men in the industry wanted to be with multitudinously. For a minute as to strike a pose or to dine with the wine, never lessened their fantasies for the dame standing in front of them making love to the camera. Her peach pearl crafted backless Victoria’s gown with the stitch of a thin red embroided deep neckline made men in black stagger. She surely made the ladies grip over their partners arm go a tad stronger, lest they were scared on their men’s weakness and envied on her strength. Her smile, as though telepathy hit her she gave sheer look with her eyes so calm and silent, one of the most beautiful eyes which can sink a man was hers. Dark black eyes with lusting long eye-lashes, and her killing looks with her silky long straight hair made men go grip on their…… she chuckled.

This too shall pass…….

She had seen him over with the lady on the night at the award function, her rivalry with him became more stronger. Caroline had no intent for men around and that was a turn on for them. She was composite, From Bombay to Beverly hills was semblance of her volition to choose the best from the worst..  The only assertion she could chant was: This too shall pass and that was the beginning towards her destination. She knew none could decipher her, other than one name… Caroline remained silent, The name hit her hard.. The name which she is trying hard for a while now to forget, Marshall. His full name Steve Marshall.. he was her salvation.

He had seen her like a small town girl years behind walking alone on the road and he happen to talk to her, and she was less aware he was the heartthrob of Hollywood which made no difference to her and that made all difference to him. He had been arrogant and arousing..Could have he felt her jasmine perfume as she passed by, she wondered, could have he seen her passing by she questioned, could have he sensed how much she hated the lady beside him Yes! Came an answer, she gave no ears to that Yes! Marshall.. he had seen her in all her up’s and her down’s.. he had admired her like a silent spectator..

As she merged in her own thoughts speaking to herself, she voiced out.. you are a strong girl.. and it was acknowledged by Yes! His words spoke she stood still; less too scared to see him, it made her hands stretch for the pitcher…she gulped a cold glass of water, her heart skipped a beat all loused-up. She could sense his presence, his strong perfume of Azzaro hit her straight. It was his smell.. It was Marshall standing behind, Steve Marshall, It was his sonic which wanted her to turn around and run to his arms.. She with all her heart had to stand up now, she knew she could melt, she swallowed the lump down, he was all that she desired for at this minute and she knew he was her lair and there stood he magnificent in his black suite. She was an Ice while he was her Fire.. She owed him her life… her love.. her beauty.. herself  that which she was never able to explain to him why..  For once and for last he opened his arms wide for the most powerful women of substance to melt.. and she melted like an Ice on Fire.

This Too Shall Pass…….