The Divine Amulet

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As the party was going on and everyone was done eating, Bhav cleared his throat and stood up from the couch, catching everyone's attention. "Hey, guys! I hope you're all having a great time so far," he said with a smile. "But now, it's time for the main event - the game of assassin!"

Bhaveshwar proceeded to hold up the Polaroid with the photo of himself and continued, "The game of assassin is simple; kill or be killed. Your photo is your life, you wear it around your neck. If someone grabs your picture before you grab theirs, then you are dead. And you have to give them all the pictures of everyone else you've killed. Once you're a ghost, you come back here to the 'safe zone for the party. You can't go beyond the house, so that means not outside the ports. The winner is the last assassin who has all the other photos."

Jayjay let out a whistle and Jackjack pumped his fist in the air. "This is going to be so much fun!" Jackjack exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear.

Laksh chuckled and shook his head. "Leave it to Bhav to come up with the most exciting game," he said, patting Bhav on the back.

Parth's friends, all hunks, looked intrigued and excited at the prospect of the game. "I'm ready to take on anyone who comes my way," one of them declared.

Bhaveshwar clapped his hands together and said, "So, you have 5 safe minutes to leave the living room. Starting now!" The room erupted in excitement as everyone quickly grabbed their photos and headed out to start the game.

Everyone started running away from the living room to find their hiding spots around the house and some even ventured outside. Bhav ran towards the staircase, but before he could climb up, he noticed Parth still standing there.

"Hey, Parth, what's up?" Bhav asked, feeling curious as to why Parth wasn't running away like the others.

Parth turned to face him with a smile. "I thought I'd stick around and see what your plan is," he said, his eyes twinkling mischievously.

Bhav grinned in response, feeling a sudden surge of excitement. "Well, if you're up for it, I have a plan," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'm going to use my charm to distract my targets and then snap their photo."

Parth raised an eyebrow in amusement. "Interesting," he said. "And what about me? Are you planning on charming me too?"

Bhav blushed at the suggestion, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement. "Well, I have a different plan for you," he said, his voice low and husky. "But it's a secret for now. You'll just have to wait and see."

Parth chuckled, feeling a thrill of anticipation. "Alright, I'll be waiting," he said, before turning to run away, his Polaroid picture hanging around his neck.

Bhav watched him go, feeling a flutter in his chest. He knew he had to stay focused if he wanted to win the game, but the thought of Parth and his mysterious plan was distracting him. With a deep breath, he shook off the feeling and started to make his way through the house, searching for his first target.

As everyone ran to hide, Vivek's eyes darted around, searching for a particular person. He had his sights set on the beautiful petite boy he had been drawn to since he arrived at the party. With a smirk on his face, he planned a way to catch the boy in his arms and finally have an opportunity to touch the beauty he had been yearning for.

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