Unexpectedly In Love 💕

🎬| Whispers of the Enigma•

The lights dimmed into a red hue, casting shadows on the floor of the club. From upbeat music to sensual music played softly in the background for the couples dancing on the floor.

This particular nightclub was located in the industrial part of town and filled with 'known-faces' of industry. Newcomers weren't frequent.

She was beautiful—dressed in a flimsy and translucent material, covering a body that a girl could only dream to have. She had caught the attention of every spectator. His included.

(I just want to remind you again that everything is my imagination only 🥹)

Pratiksha, Priyanshi, Manav & Rucci. Her friends & sister planned to celebrate the success of her mv -Humko toh pyaara hogya- and in the exact moment, the DJ who happens to be her friend too, started playing the exact song, drawing everyone's attention towards her. "PRANALI, PRANALI, PRANALI!"

Everyone, including her, started dancing. As he stood on the edge of the pulsating crowd, his eyes were drawn to her like a moth to a flame. She moved with an effortless grace, her body swaying to the rhythm of the music, as if she and the melody were one.

He couldn't tear his gaze away, captivated by the way she seemed to be completely lost in the music. Every step she took, every twist and turn, held a magnetic energy that pulled him closer. It was as if she had unlocked a part of herself that transcended the boundaries of reality, embracing her true essence on the dance floor.

In that moment, he felt an unspoken connection to her. The chaos of the club melted away, and all that remained was the pulsing beat and the ethereal vision before him.

He found himself yearning to be a part of her world. His heart swelled with a mixture of admiration and desire as he longed to unravel the mysteries hidden behind her radiant smile. He wanted to be the reason for that twinkle in her eyes.

All pairs of eyes were on the captivating woman. All—except one. Who averted his gaze for not being obvious, for not intruding on her party or celebration. Knocking some sense into his mind. Scolding himself for being irrational & immoral? Was he?

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In the moment, Pranali saw someone standing in the dark at the top of the stairs. It was too dark; she could only make out the silhouette. The shape of his suited body...

'Why do I feel it's Harshad? It is him, or maybe I'm just imagining things because I'm drunk. But those eyes even in the dark...' she thought while she raised her head, locking eyes with the stranger again, before averting her gaze back to her friends, who were dancing their hearts out. Two of them even found a guy with whom they were too touchy to her liking; Rucci & Manav were the sane & mature ones who did not drink.

After a few moments of enjoying the dance and an extra few sips of her shots—She had forgotten about the stranger. But her inner curiosity, forced her to look again in his direction. She felt a sudden shiver down her spine. Even from his silhouette, she could see; His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. The man was leaning on the railing, both of his hands wrapped around a glass. Even though his face was partially hidden by the dark shadows, she could tell-

'He is handsome, huh! I mean, Harshad' she corrected herself, even though no one could hear her other than her heart.

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As Harshad stood in a dimly lit club, his whiskey glass delicately poised in his hand, his eyes were fixed intently on a mysterious figure across the club—HER. The atmosphere tingled with anticipation as his friends Arshad, Arjun, Wahi, Shezhaad & Neha (Arjun's wife) caught sight of his unwavering gaze, and their curiosity peaked.