ISHQ MEIN TERE ✔️

|~EIGHTEEN~|

Triggering scenes and dialogues !!

(Warning, yaad hai na? 🌚)

"Anubhav, yeh hum kya sun rahe hain? Kya tumne ek ladki par haath uthaya?" Mr. Daksh Singh, Dev's father, growls at Anubhav, who is nonchalantly enjoying his coffee, seemingly oblivious to the tension in the room. "Anubhav, hum tumse baat kar rahe hain!" Daksh Singh hits his desk in frustration, but Anubhav continues to ignore him, a sense of calm surrounding him.

"Hamari wife ki photo yahan desk par hai. ...Agar us par bhi ek bhi kharonch aaya, toh hum aapki company mein aag laga denge!" Anubhav warns, rising from his chair and fixing a penetrating gaze on his bade papa, his eyes shrouded in a dark aura.

"Tumne galat kiya, Anubhav...Woh ladki hamari company ka naam kharaab karne ki koshish kar rahi hai, Media ne bhi is par spotlight daal diya hai, hot News bana kar bech rahe hai.!" Daksh fumbles, his gaze betraying a hint of fear under the intense scrutiny of Anubhav's eyes.

"Toh media ko aap kharid lijiye...aur us ladki ko hamare office mein bhejiye..!" Anubhav calmly instructs, taking out a cigar box and lighting up with a lighter as his bade papa exits the office.

"Bloody b*t*h!" He mumbles, his eyes fixed on the CCTV footage of the office building gate.

"Toh Anubhav Singh ko uski baat badlne par majboor kar hi diya maine..! " Sweety smirks, stepping into his cabin. He places his cigar back in the ashtray and eyes her like a hungry wolf.

"Never... Anubhav ko majboor sirf uski Haseena kar sakti hai. Tum jaisi do kaudi ki ladki nahi!" he taunts with irritation.

"Oh, isliye mujhe maarne ki dhamki dekar wapas bula liya... akele milne ke liye..." She says seductively, moving closer to him.

"Dhamki nahi, sach mein maar dunga tumhe. Bas apni biwi ko kiye promise ki wajah se tumhe ab zinda chhoda hai..." he says through gritted teeth, to which she smirks.

He leans back in his chair after taking a sip of water to calm himself.

"Aww... (blinking her eyelashes) itna pyaar apni arranged biwi se... (fake surprising expression) ohh main toh bhool gayi woh toh tumhara pyaar hai... par kya fayda, use toh kuch yaad nahi... tch... tch..." She attempts to mock his inner turmoil.

"Use yaad ho na ho, Hume yaad hai kaafi hai hamare liye par tumhe tension lene ki jaroorat nhi hai bas tum khud ki chinta karo kyunki jis din tumhara gadha bhara...tumhare baap ke samane tumhe kutton ka khana banayenge...!! " He warned her with the most dangerous smirk.

"Oh really..?! Shweta Roy naam hai mera, one of the bigget businessman's daughter and the most reputed Politician's Grand daughter, kharoch bhi aayi mujhe toh mere Papa aur grand Pa tumhe aur tumhari Haseena dono ko maar denge, saat saal pehle ki tarah bas is baar tum use bacha nhi paoge..! " She smirked back.

"You b*t*h...(He angrily grabs her neck, lifting her up), Jis din meri jaan ki memory wapas aayi na, akhiri din bana denge woh din tumhara is duniya mein.." He growls angrily, sending shivers down her core. She manages to smile, struggling to breathe.

"Use... yaad... aaya... sab... toh... woh... khud..."Her words were swallowed as his grip tightened, her face turning pale from the lack of oxygen.

"Jaan lenge agar ek word aur bola toh..!" His grip tightened even more.

"Anu, promise me, tum Sweety ko kabhi dobara harm nahi karoge....!" Haseena's sweet voice compelled him to release Sweety's neck, causing her to collapse to the ground, gasping for breath.

He knelt down, leaning closer to her face and whispered, "Tum jitni selfish, giri huyi ladki ho, badkismati se meri Biwi utni achhi...isliye tum aaj bhi zinda ho, but don't worry, one day you will beg for death..!" He smirked evilly as she stared at him.