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"May I have the pleasure to dance with you."
Pragya turned towards the voice and her face broke into a smile, seeing the person.
Pragya: Ravi.
Ravi: Hey Pragya. How are you?
Ravi said, offering his hand and Pragya held it with a smile. Ravi took her to the dance floor.
Pragya: It's been a long time since I have met you. How are you doing man?
Pragya asked, dancing with him.
Ravi: I'm doing great. How are you? And I didn't expect you to be here with your ex. I thought you both broke-up.
Pragya: That's true. I'm here as his secretary.
Ravi: Secretary? Office romance?
Ravi asks with a wink and Pragya rolls her eyes.
Pragya: With this khadoos? Impossible. He doesn't even have time to have a glance at me. He is not the Abhi he used to be.
Pragya said, looking at Abhi, longingly.
Ravi: That's true.
Pragya turned towards him with a smile.
Pragya: What about your life? Do you have a girl?
Ravi: We can say that.
Pragya: Wow, I'm all ears.
Ravi chuckled, hearing her.
Ravi: Her name is Sargun. I met her in London. She is a fashion designer and we have worked on a few projects.
Pragya: That sounds interesting.
Ravi: It's just that I like her, but I haven't confessed to her yet.
Pragya: You shouldn't delay on this matter. Just go for it. Hear your friend, buddy.
Ravi: Okay madam.
Pragya laughed.
Abhi: Excuse me.
Both looked at Abhi, who was standing there with an angry look.
Abhi: May I borrow my secretary for a dance?
Abhi asked and Ravi let go of Pragya. Ravi and Abhi exchanged stern looks.
Ravi: She is all yours.
Ravi said, smiling at Pragya and went from there. Before Pragya could react, Abhi held her hand and pulled her towards him. His one hand held her firmly, whereas the other one went to her waist. Pragya felt her cheeks heat-up, seeing his intense look.
Abhi: I think you were having a great time.
Pragya gave an irritated look.
Abhi: Don't forget, you are MY PARTNER today.
Pragya felt anger and possessiveness in his voice.
Pragya: What do you mean by that?
Abhi: In this party, you are my partner and I don't like the fact that you are dancing with someone else.
Pragya scoffs, hearing that.
