For the first time in a very long while, Adil woke up late. Sunlight had already entered through the curtains, filling the hotel room with a warm golden glow. He blinked slowly and stretched lazily. Usually, he woke up before sunrise, but after everything that had happened since arriving in Italy, even his disciplined body seemed to have decided to relax.
He turned instinctively toward the other side of the bed, only to find it empty. The sound of running water came from the bathroom.
Monica was taking a shower.
Smiling unconsciously, Adil leaned back against the pillow. It was only then that he remembered something.
Last night, right before falling asleep, he had vaguely heard the familiar voice of the system.
"Ding...."
Because of exhaustion, he hadn't bothered to check. Now, curiosity appeared in his mind. "System."
A blue panel appeared before his eyes.
Unopened Gift Packs: 2
Adil raised an eyebrow.
"Two?"
"Is it because i had sex with two girls. It reawarded twice" Adil said. He immediately checked the details. After reading the note, He finally understood.
The system itself did not reward intimacy directly. However, whenever he became intimate with a woman recognized by the system's standards, a special reward pack would be generated. The reward itself was not for him, but for the woman connected to him. But there were no specific details about system standards.
Adil nodded thoughtfully.
"So that's how it works."
He opened the first gift pack.
Congratulations. You have received: Beauty Potion ×1
He opened the second one.
Congratulations. You have received: Beauty Potion ×1
Same reward. Curious, Adil examined the item description.
Beauty Potion: Can only be used by women. Gradually enhances natural beauty and slows physical aging. Effects accumulate over time and appear naturally.
Adil smiled slightly. He himself had no use for such an item. His physique had already been enhanced by the system to its limits.
Just then, the bathroom door opened. Monica emerged with slightly damp hair and a white bathrobe, looking fresh and beautiful. Seeing him awake, she smiled and teased. "Oh? Sleeping beauty finally woke up."
Adil laughed. "You're one to talk."
Monica sat beside him and kissed his cheek affectionately. "You know, I almost thought you'd disappeared while I was showering."
Adil smiled and wrapped an arm around her waist. "I don't disappear."
Monica laughed softly. "Good. Because I was beginning to enjoy having you around."
Adil didn't answer he removed her bath towel, A flawless beauty appeared before him. Completely naked. "Beautiful" Adil praised.
She understood his actions and said.
"No. Adil, I just took a shower."
"Let's take it again, It would have been very lonely being alone in the shower" Adil answered with an evil grin.
"You..." She wanted to say something, but Adil carried her in a princess cary and led her to bath again.
Then a battle erupted in the bathroom. Two bodies met, with water acting as a lubricant. The battle continued for nearly two hour. Affer that, they emerged from the bathroom In the same way as rhey went. There are still water droplets on their bodies as Towel was left outside earlier. Monica in his arms was exhausted once again.
After nearly half an hour later. They both dressed up. Adil ordered a breakfast via Telephone. After they finished it. Monica looked at him and asked softly, "So… what do we do now?"
Adil looked at her. "What do you want to do?" Monica smiled faintly. "That's unfair. I asked first."
Adil chuckled. "Then I'll answer honestly."
He looked into her eyes. "I want you to be my girlfriend." Afil didn't stopped here and went on. "But i have some request. If you find it inappropriate, we'll just pretend nothing happened." He paused for a while and said. "I don't want my women to be with other men, appearing intimate. I know you want to be an actress. I don't want you to give up your dreams. But i don't want my women to appear in those kissing scenes, nude or any explicit scenes. You can call me selfish and anything else. But i don't like it. "
Monica became silent. She looked down. Then at her coffee on the table, thought for a while and then smiled. "Ok. But how can i fulfill my dream with so many restrictions?"
Hearing her answer Adil smiled and said. "Leave it to me, For now just focus on your acting" Monica nodded. Then she looked back at him. "But you're from India. I'm from Italy."
Adil asked. "So?"
Monica blinked and said. "It will be boring here without you."
"It's ok. I am here unti for fe weeks. Although, Distance exists between us. Planes exist. Telephones exist. And if two people want something enough, they make it work." Adil replied.
Monica stared at him for several seconds. Then she kissed him on the cheek, smiled and simply said. "You are right." Adil grinned. "I am always right."
Monica laughed and hit his shoulder. "Narcissist"
"No. Honest." Adil retorded. Their chat continued. After a while yhey both quiet down. For several moments, neither spoke. Then Monica asked quietly, "So… are we boyfriend and girlfriend now?"
Adil smiled. "I thought you would never ask." Monica laughed. "I am asking."
"Then yes." Adil replied. "Good" She smiled shyly. She went on saying. "But it will long distance relationship"
Then she leaned against his shoulder and said softly,
"Promise me that you will visit me occasionally. Because I don't want this to be just some beautiful memory from Milan."
Adil smiled. "It won't be. I'll promise to visit." Adil thought for a while and said. "Next time, I'll invite you to be my lead actress in india."
Monuca just took it as a joke, also said. "Then I'll start learning indian language"
Then, Both of them became silent. Monica closed her eyes and rested comfortably against him.
Outside, Milan continued its busy rhythm, while inside the hotel room, Adil and Monica sat quietly together, enjoying the peaceful silence between them. The conversation about their future had ended with smiles, promises, and a relationship neither wanted to let go of. They both knew distance would separate them eventually, but neither wanted what had begun between them to become merely a beautiful memory.
What had originally been intended as a short vacation slowly turned into nearly two months together.
Monica practically became his personal guide. Together they visited Florence, Venice, Rome, and countless smaller towns. They spent mornings exploring old streets, afternoons sitting in cafés, and evenings walking under the lights of Italian cities. Sometimes they simply stayed inside watching films or reading books. To Monica's amusement, Adil nearly ruined an entire pasta dish one evening, earning himself a lifetime ban from the kitchen.
"Indian actor, terrible cook," Monica declared triumphantly. Adil protested immediately. "Minor mistake."
"No," Monica laughed. "Major disaster."
Their days passed in laughter and companionship. Monica attended her modeling assignments and acting classes, while Adil simply enjoyed life without worrying about scripts, schedules, or responsibilities.
One evening, while sitting near Lake Como and watching the sunset, Monica suddenly asked quietly, "Do you really think I can become an actress?"
Adil smiled and said. "I know you will." Monica laughed softly. "You always say things like you know the future."
"Maybe I do." Adil said. "You are Narcissist." Monica said.
"You can say it like i am Visionary." Adil said.
"Same thing." Monica replied.
During those weeks, Adil secretly remembered the system rewards. One evening, he handed Monica a strange bottle with out any logon and design on it.
Monica examined it curiously. "What is this?"
"Special health drink." Adil said.
Monica took a sip and frowned slightly. "It tastes strange."
"It costs a fortune." Adil said. Immediately, Monica carefully held the bottle. "You should have said that first."
Adil laughed helplessly. Despite her elegance and beauty, she could be unexpectedly adorable sometimes.
As May turned into June, reality slowly returned. Calls from India became more frequent. Both Dil Hai Ke Manta Nahin and Saajan were nearing release. Meetings and interviews awaited him. His family missed him.
And Monica knew before he even said anything. One evening, while they sat together near the balcony of their hotel, she quietly asked, "You're leaving soon, aren't you?" Adil nodded. "Yes."
"When?" She asked.
"In three days." He replied.
Monica became silent. Then she smiled faintly and said. "I hate airports."
June 3, 1991. Milan Airport. Monica stood beside him in a simple white dress and sunglasses. She looked calm, but Adil could see the sadness hidden behind her smile.
"You know," she said softly while fixing his collar, "you appeared out of nowhere, ruined my peaceful life, became my boyfriend, and now you're leaving."
Adil smiled and said. "I'll come back."
Monica looked up. "Promise?"
"I promise." Adil said.
She hugged him tightly. "Don't make me wait too long."
"I won't." Afil said.
Finally, boarding was announced.Monica kissed him and whispered softly in Italian. "Ti amo."
Adil looked at her in surprise. "You never said that before." She smiled mischievously. "I know."
"Then why now?" Adil asked.
"Because I wanted your last memory of Italy to be me." Ahe replied.
Adil chuckled. "Dangerous woman."
Monica smiled. "And you're my dangerous man."
With one last embrace, Adil picked up his luggage and headed toward the boarding gate. He turned around once before disappearing from sight.
Monica was still standing there. Smiling. Watching him leave.
A few hours later, the plane touched down in Bombay. As Adil stepped out of the airport and breathed the familiar air of home, a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.
India. He has returned.
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