𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑.11

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One month had passed since Dhriti had signed the deal with the Takurs and started working on the site, as she had promised Aarush. However, Aarush remained blissfully unaware of this development, convinced that he had won the challenge by cleverly diverting Dhriti's attention with a carefully crafted drama. He had planned a playful teasing session, arriving at Dhriti's office with a bouquet of red roses, unaware of her intense aversion to the red rose. Finding her office empty, he placed the roses on her desk and settled on the couch, smugly anticipating her reaction. Dhriti arrived and her eyes fell upon the red roses. "Again this red roses! Who kept this here?" she roared, her voice echoing through the office. 

Arjun watched in horror, picturing Dhriti's fury. "Oh, God, who did this? Now she'll turn this office upside down. If she finds the person who brought those red roses, she'll burn them with the roses!" he thought frantically. Everyone knew her loathing for red roses, so who would be audacious enough to bring them? 

"Arjun..." Dhriti called, her voice growing increasingly exasperated as he didn't respond. 

"Yeah..." Arjun stammered, his voice trembling, a visible fear creeping into his face. Aarush, observing Dhriti's escalating frustration, decided to reveal himself. 

"I brought those flowers," he said nonchalantly. Dhriti whirled around, startled to see him in her cabin. Anger surged within her, but she fought to maintain control.

Dhriti turned to him and she is surprised to see him in her cabin. She could feel the anger bubbling within her, but she was determined to keep it under control.

She met Aarush's gaze, her voice rough and strained as she asked, "You...what are you doing in my cabin? Why did you bring those red roses?" Her smile was tight, a thin veil barely containing the storm brewing within.

Aarush, unfazed by her ire, simply replied, "Because you lost in your challenge. So I came here to wish you." 

Dhriti's anger flared, "Okay, fine, you came to wish on my defeat, but why the red roses? Don't you have any common sense? Do you think you're proposing to me? Red roses are for couples, you know!" Her hand shot out, grabbing the roses and shoving them into Arjun's startled hands, "Aju, take these out. I'm losing my control." Arjun, understanding the gravity of the situation, mmumbled,"Okay." 

"What's the need to take them out?" Aarush, oblivious, looked confused. 

"Bro, if you want to stay alive, please take the roses outside. Otherwise...she..." Arjun trailed off, his voice barely a whisper, before scurrying out of the cabin, leaving Aarush alone with a furious Dhriti.

"So, Mr. Aarush Malhotra, take your seat," Dhriti said, her voice laced with a smugness that grated on Aarush's nerves. He sat down, the chair groaning under his weight, his eyes fixed on her.

"I heard you're a good player," he began, his voice dripping with faux-sympathy, "but I'm an awesome finisher. So, you lost in the challenge, Dhriti Krishna. Bhuvan Mehra isn't going to invest in your project." A triumphant smirk curled onto Aarush's lips, convinced he had outsmarted her. He didn't knew the truth – Bhuvan Mehra was Ishaan's father, and Dhriti had orchestrated a cunning scheme to divert Aarush and his spy, leading them to Bhuvan while she secured the deal with the Takurs. He thought he had her cornered, but Dhriti's nonchalant response threw him off guard.

"What? How did you know he was going to invest in my project?" she asked, feigning surprise.

Aarush, in his arrogance, carelessly revealed his secret, "I appointed a spy to watch your moves." He scoffed, convinced of his own cleverness.