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Mrs Khurana to admit defeat?

Pratiksha kissed Moksh's ear as her body heated up like fire; her eyes were in a trance. She leaned in and whispered, "I want you..."

Moksh's eyes turned red as he got up for a moment to grab a condom from the drawers. He thoughtfully shielded himself to protect Pratiksha - he knew her career was currently on the rise and couldn't afford to have a child.

Why was there such an item in their bedroom, though? Pratiksha wondered.

Moksh returned to Pratiksha's body and stared into her eyes. Noticing a coldness in her gaze, he realized she may have had a misunderstanding as he explained, "We are husband and wife, I am always prepared. It's not something left over from someone else. I've been waiting for you all along."

"I haven't...done it with anyone else. I've only gone as far as the halfway experience we had on our wedding night..."

Upon hearing this, Pratiksha's eyes twinkled as she kissed Moksh between the hollows of his throat, "Sorry..."

"It will still hurt a bit," Moksh tried his best to hold back as he gently reminded her.

Too afraid to look down at the place that made her shy, Pratiksha simply nodded her head in certainty, "It's alright...I've experienced the pain once before."

Moksh wrapped his arms around her shoulder, making sure to pay attention to her feelings. While kissing her cheek, he slowly made her his. He patiently moved inch by inch, until...he felt himself inside her.

In this world, nothing is more beautiful than sharing an intimate moment like this, where two souls become one. Moksh looked at Pratiksha and watched as the pain dissipated, before he slowly started moving. He wanted to give her the best first time - he wanted her to remember this for the rest of her life...

After this, they would truly belong to each other...

Outside the window, the moon was quietly hanging above the treetops. While, inside, an activity that made one's face blush and heart race had just finished.

After experiencing the full force of Moksh's energy, Pratiksha was so tired she couldn't open her eyes. Her body felt weak and her mind was half awake. At this moment, she felt someone wiping down her sticky body before helping her change into a tidy set of pajamas. She then felt a gentle kiss on her forehead ushering her to sleep.

All this, she did not regret at all, because she knew it was all worth it. Deep in their sleep, the married couple clasped onto each other's hand tightly. Moksh embraced Pratiksha as he gently kissed her on the forehead.

"Hello, Mrs. Khurana ."

The next morning, Pratiksha awoke in Moksh's arms. Looking at the man that now belonged to her, a satisfied smile appeared across her face. From now on, no matter how dirty and filthy the entertainment industry was, she had someone to rely on - her heart was filled with faith.

Unfortunately, this happy moment didn't last for 3 days like Moksh had hoped. Because early in the morning Nancy started knocking on the door. Mina from Secret had invited everyone from Rastogi to lunch and of course, Pratiksha had to attend.

Secret's magazine was currently in full swing and Pratiksha's dedication to her job wouldn't allow her to be called arrogant the day before the magazine's release.

She just never thought Vikrant and Payal had planned another attack on her at this event.

In front of everyone at lunch, Vikrant and Payal announced they were getting engaged!

Vikrant was tall and handsome, while Payal was delicate and lovely. Their hands were held tightly together as they stood side-by-side, looking like the perfect match.

Apart from people from Rastogi, there were also a few higher-ups from Secret in the room. They weren't aware of the relationship between Pratiksha and the two, so they stood up and clapped their hands to congratulate the couple. Only Pratiksha, Nancy and Sudiksha stayed still.

"Pratiksha, aren't you going to congratulate them?" Siya Rastogi held up her glass as she forced Pratiksha. She wanted to revel in the sight of Pratiksha being heartbroken. No matter how unaffected she looked on the outside, inside she must be in torment, in pain, dripping in blood...

"Oh yeah, that's right, with your temper, there's no way you can congratulate others. Even if you were once Vikrant's fiancee, that is now in the past. Since you are in this industry, you should be prepared to have things snatched from you at all times. You should be more open-minded..."

"When will they be officially engaged?" Pratiksha asked calmly.

"After the huge sales of Secret Magazine..." Siya Rastogi said confidently. With the aid of Siya Rastogi's PR, Payal still had articles written about her back in India . On top of that, the discussions amongst fans had made Secret famous even before it's release.

Although the news about Payal being a mistress couldn't be cleared, because of her popularity, a few companies had already contacted Rastogi for collaboration. She had high hopes for the Top Ten Model Awards...

So, Siya Rastogi was confident, Secret would have a huge number of sales.

"Then I have to say congratulations in advance," Pratiksha maintained her smile as she also raised her glass at the couple across from her. However, as these words landed on Payal's ears, they somehow didn't sound sincere.

"Pratiksha, stop acting. I know you don't actually want to see Vikrant and I get engaged. You hate me so much."

"Don't tell me I'm supposed to like you?" Pratiksha laughed questioningly.

Mina watched blankly as they argued. From the translator, she found out about their relationship as she looked at them in surprise. No wonder they were against Pratiksha from the start.

She was accustomed to the biased nature of the industry; it was normal to see people take advantage of situations to promote themselves as well as people humiliating others right in front of their face. But, wasn't Rastogi aware of Payal's level?

Mina looked deep and meaningfully at Pratiksha before retreating from Rastogi's internal argument.

After lunch, Secret's staff all left, leaving the few of them behind. Payal took advantage of the situation to point at Pratiksha and laugh, "Did you think, by obtaining a semi-independent contract from Rastogi, you would really be able to find a way out? Let me tell you, without Rastogi, you are nothing. Rastogi can support you, at the same time, they can also step all over you."

"You've wasted so much energy to create all these schemes. In the end, you've only been helping me prepare for my wedding. Both Vikrant and the title of international supermodel are mine. Whereas, you can only return to your position as an outdated model with no way to make a comeback!"

"Yes, you're right, you're much more amazing than me. After Secret's magazine is released, your popularity will rise dramatically, whereas I'll be left with nothing," Pratiksha agreed with Payal.

Payal never expected Pratiksha to admit defeat. Seeing Pratiksha give up, she felt a sense of satisfaction she had never experienced before.

"Since you are aware of your status, after we return home, as long as you stay within your boundaries, Vikrant will still accept jobs for you. But...if you still have the intention to rise above me, then don't blame us for being ruthless!"

"That's enough babe, let's sit down and talk." Vikrant was affectionate towards Payal as he slightly lifted his gaze to Pratiksha, "Pratiksha, you heard what she said?"