AUTHOR'S POV:
"We're going to the party, and that's final!" Kashvi declared.
Anira's attention remained fixed on the device in her hands.
"Tu sunn bhi rahi hai?" Kashvi asked, hands on her hips.
(Are you even listening to me?)
Anira ignored Kashvi's words, frustrating her.
Kashvi walked towards Anira, snatched the phone from her hand, and exclaimed, "Kashviiiiii! Mera phone wapas de!"
(Kashvi! Give my phone back)
"Chilla mat!" Kashvi retorted.
(Don't shout)
An awkward silence filled the room. Kashvi, disappointed, returned the phone to Anira's palm.
Anira realized her mistake and apologized, "Kashu, sorry yaar."
(Kashu, I'm sorry)
She hugged Kashvi from behind.
"It's okay," Kashvi said, finishing packing her stuff.
As Kashvi turned to leave, Anira grasped her hand tightly.
"Sorry na yaar! I'm really sorry, maaf karde, please!" Anira pleaded.
(I am really sorry)
Kashvi remained reluctant to look at Anira.
Anira cupped her face in her hands. "Tu gussa ho jayegi toh kaise hoga?"
(How can it be if you're angry?)
Kashvi's expression changed, and a mischievous smile spread across her face.
"So, you're ready to go with me, right?!" Kashvi exclaimed excitedly.
Anira remained silent, and Kashvi's excitement began to fade.
"So, you're not coming?" Kashvi's face fell, disappointment etched on her features.
"Yaar, tu toh jaanti hai na, maa..." Anira tried to explain.
Kashvi's anger flared. "Kya yaar? Tirth Bhai does it, and it's fine, but when you do it, it's wrong?"
"Kyunki main ladki hoon, na? I have to follow certain limits," Anira replied.
Kashvi's outrage boiled over. "Shut up! Don't spew your outdated beliefs here. Girls and boys are equal!"
Anira resigned, "This isn't possible here."
Kashvi took a deep breath, grasping Anira's hands. "Jab haq nahi milta, toh use chhinna padta hai, Ani!"
(When we don't get our rights, we have to seize them, Ani!)
Anira's eyes narrowed doubtfully. "What do you mean, Kashu?"
Kashvi's mischievous grin spread. "Just wait and watch."
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Aaradhya wrapped her hands around Devansh's neck. "You'll be with me tonight."
Devansh's eyes burned with desire. "Absolutely."
Aaradhya's devilish smile spread across her face as Devansh pulled her closer.
Their lips nearly touched when Devansh's phone rang, shattering the moment.
Devansh groaned, seeing Anira's name on the screen. He silenced the phone.
Aaradhya shot him a piercing glance.
Devansh reclaimed her attention, drawing her back in.
Their lips met, and they lost themselves in the kiss.
Devansh's hands slipped under Aaradhya's top.
As his fingers grazed her bra, Aaradhya broke away.
Devansh's face fell.
Aaradhya teased, "Not so soon. Wait for tonight."
Devansh's smirk returned.
"Eshanth spoke urgently into the phone. "You know how crucial this rally is; I won't tolerate any mistakes."
As he ended the call, his attention shifted to Aryaan, standing beside him with his head bowed.
"What about our meeting?" Eshanth asked.
"Tonight at Hotel Blue Moon," Aryaan replied swiftly.
"Great," Eshanth acknowledged, and Aryaan exited the room.
Outside, Abhiraj beamed with pride at his son, relieved he was finally moving on from Anira. As Abhiraj walked away, Eshanth pressed a switch under his table, closing the cabin door.
He knew his father had been watching him.
"Not so soon, Dad," Eshanth said, twirling in his chair, his hands clasped together.
"Anira is mine," he declared.
Eshanth's thoughts were interrupted by a phone call.
"Yes," Eshanth answered.
"They're planning a sneak-out," a voice said on the other end.
"Sneak-out? For what?" Eshanth asked.
"Bachelors party," came the immediate reply.
Eshanth murmured, "Bachelors party?"
"I know she's not into this," he added.
"Sir, but she's sneaking out tonight with Kashvi Thakur," the voice on the other end said.
Eshanth's tone turned urgent. "Whatever it is, make security tight. Ensure no one gets close to her."
"Sure, sir," the voice replied before hanging up.
Eshanth smiled proudly. "Sneak-out, hmm? My Jaan is becoming daring nowadays. Not bad."
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"Ani, chal jaldi!"
(Ani, come on, hurry up!) Kashvi exclaimed, tossing the bag containing their party dresses.
Anira's fear intertwined with excitement as she sensed Kashvi's mischievous plan.
Kashvi secured the rope to the balcony railing.
"Come down using this rope, Ani."
"Tu pagal hai?" , Anira asked
(Are you crazy?)
"Yahan se gir jayenge na toh hospital mein milenge."
(If we fall, we'll end up in the hospital.)
Kashvi reassured, "Kuch nahi hoga, relax."
(Nothing will happen, relax."
After much persuasion, Kashvi convinced Anira to agree.
" Dekh, main ja rahi hoon, mere baad tu neeche aana,"
(Watch, I'm going, come down after me) Kashvi instructed.
"Hmm, jaise mere paas aur koi rasta ho," (As if I have another choice) Anira replied, pouting.
Kashvi chuckled and began descending the rope. "Aaja tu bhi ab!"
(Come on, you too!)
Anira peered down, her thrill replaced by fear.
"Nahin, tu ja, mujhe apni shaadi mein fracture ke saath nahi baithna," Anira said trembling.
(No, you go, I don't want to sit with a fracture at my wedding)
While Kashvi started throwing dangerous danger towards her
After gathering lots of courage Anira finally agreed to perform the stunt.
"You did it!!!" Anira exclaimed, rolling her eyes.
Just then, a voice interrupted them. "What are you doing there?"
Anira and Kashvi exchanged fearful glances.
Turning back, they found Anira's grandmother standing behind them.
Anira discreetly nudged Kashvi. "Bola tha na tujhe pakde jayenge hum."
(I told you we'd get caught.)
Kashvi whispered back, "Toh mujhe kaunsa pata tha yeh sach ho jayega?"
(How was I to know it would actually happen?)
Their conversation was halted by Dadi's firm tone. "Tum dono ka apas mein ho gaya ho toh mere sawal ka jawab doge mujhe."
(Now that you're done with each other, will you answer my question?)
Anira stammered, "Woh... Woh dadi... woh..."
Kashvi chimed in, "Are woh ke aage bhi toh bol."
(Go on, say something more.)
Anira shot Kashvi an irritated look. "Toh tu bolde na."
(Then you speak.)
Kashvi also faltered, "Main... Main woh... mai..."
(Me... Me that ... Me)
Seeing her trembling nature , Anira and her grandmother simultaneously hit their foreheads in exasperation.
Both Anira and Kashvi stood with their heads bowed down.
Grandmother scanned their surroundings, noticing the bag on the ground and the glittering dress peeking out. "Party?" Dadi asked.
Anira and Kashvi shared fearful glances.
Dadi's gaze roamed, then she surprisingly said, "Maine toh kuch dekha hi nahi."
(I didn't see anything)
Her unexpected words left Anira and Kashvi stunned.
"Da...dadi..." Anira's voice trembled.
Dadi reassured, "It's okay, dear. It's the age to have fun. Enjoy, but return early, okay? I'll handle everything here."
Overjoyed, Kashvi and Anira hugged Dadi tightly.
"Now, go and return early," Dadi instructed.
Anira and Kashvi jumped into the car, eager to reach their destination.
As they parted and entered the car, heading towards their destination.
Inside the car, Anira's worries simmered. Kashvi sensed her unease and gently patted her shoulder.
"Hey, are you okay?" Kashvi asked.
"He isn't receiving my calls since morning," Anira shared.
"Might be he's busy with something," Kashvi reassured.
"But he could have at least messaged me," Anira said.
Kashvi cheered, "Don't stress, enjoy tonight!" Anira forced a smile.
At the hotel, they exited the car, Kashvi excitedly dragging Anira inside.
Rushing to the changing room, Anira emerged first.
While waiting for Kashvi, Anira tried calling Devansh again.
This time, he answered.
"Dev, where were you? I..." Anira began.
Devansh cut her off, "Can't you give me some personal space?"
Anira's voice trembled, "Are... you okay?"
Devansh snapped, "For God's sake, stop calling me, Anira, and let me live my life peacefully!"
Anira struggled to contain her sobs, "Dev... I... I was just...."
A moaning voice echoed from Devansh's end.
Anira's detective instincts kicked in, "Dev, are you with someone? Whose voice was that?"
Devansh ignored her questions and hung up.
"Who was she?" Anira murmured doubtfully to herself.
"Oyeee, kya hua?"
(What happened?)
Kashvi asked, placing a warm hand on Anira's shoulder.
Anira turned to find Kashvi stunningly dressed for the party.
Anira recounted the incident to Kashvi.
Kashvi consoled, "Tu jyada soch rahi hai. Woh uncle ke saath hoga, unke office mein."
(You're overthinking. He's probably with Uncle at his office.)
Anira nodded, attempting to divert her thoughts and agreeing that she was stressing too much.
ESHANTH'S POV:
"I want everything perfect and on time," I said, ending the call.
"Aryaan, ensure no hindrances tomorrow."
"Yes, sir," Aryaan replied responsibly.
I reviewed important files on my phone. "We must win the elections this time, at any cost."
"Sir, we'll perform exceptionally well," Aryaan assured.
"We don't just need to perform well, we need to win," I emphasized, looking at him.
Aryaan nodded and bowed respectfully.
I closed my eyes, calming myself. "Everything will go smoothly," I reassured.
Opening my eyes, my gaze fell on a familiar figure.
"Sir, that'll be 12,000 only," the receptionist replied.
The figure paid and I discreetly followed, Aryaan trailing behind.
A girl approached him, and his hands slid around her waist.
They exchanged warm smiles, but her gait hinted at discomfort.
We followed them to their car.
"I told you to be gentle," she said, removing his hands.
The familiar figure looked disappointed.
As she reached for the passenger seat, he pulled her close, pinning her to the car.
"Your beauty overwhelmed me, sweetheart," he whispered.
"Definitely more than friends," I murmured.
"Maybe couples," Aryaan commented from behind.
I swiftly turned, eyes widening.
Aryaan apologized, bowing his head. "Sorry, sir."
But my mind lingered on Aryaan's words: "Or maybe couples."
Is it true?
"Aryaan! I want every detail about this couple, now!" I commanded.
Aryaan, ever loyal, swiftly departed to gather information.
My mind raced with unsettling thoughts. "Is he cheating on her?"
"She doesn't deserve this," I thought, my heart aching at the prospect of her suffering.
But... if it's true...
"Checkmate. Anira is mine," I thought, a devilish smirk spreading across my face.
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So this was all for today, I hope you enjoyed the chapter
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