Jan-W-h-a-t a-r-e...
Avu-Let me come in and listen to me carefully.
Jan did so as avu placed the gun towards her head.
Jan-You cant do this! Why do u wanna kill me?
Avu-Jannat, pls listen to me. I know you are angry because you think I betrayed kalachor by acting as if I fell in love with him and then handled him to the police.... But this is wrong. If my motive was to do so, i could have done that far ago.
I want to share something and I need your help
She explain how she and siddharth developed their friendship, how they were close to each other and how the situation led her do so with sid.
Jan-W..h..a..t! Means you were forced avneet?
Avu-Yes... that bastard raghav brainwashed my dad. Dad has a heart problem...
Her voice sounded low when she felt Jannat's hand in her shoulder.
Jan-Friends?
Avu smiled.
Avu-Friends!
Jan-But now how to save bawla!
He cant get the punishment what that fucking Raghav deserves.
Avu-Yes u are right! Listen, I have enough logics to proof Raghav being the rapist.
So we will proceed with the plan
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(😁wont reveal the plan yet!)
Jan-Got it!
Avu- Mission Kalachor
Janeet - ON!!!
Jan-Sorry I misunderstood u.
Avu-Its okay Jannat! Glad that u are helping me now.
They shaked their hands and jannat served her juice.
Avneet felt good as after days she smiled.
While on the other hand:
Raghav came to avneet's house.
Ragh-Uncle how are you?
Aman-Absolutely fine beta!
Ragh-I was so scared for you....
Aman-lots of blessings to you.
Ragh-Finally that kalachor got caught. Now avneet and your property both are safe.
Aman-Uhu... Now i want u to get engaged with avu and marry her so that I can get u my property. And die peacefully.
Ragh- Uncle.... aap bhi na...
Ragh(in mind)- 😈its easy to make uncle my pupet.
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FanfictionWhen two souls fall in love with each other, they can do anything for their partner and get used with each others habits, attitudes and the person him/herself. But what happens when the villain makes their entry and tries to seperate them? Will the...
