Celebrity Castaway | COMPLETE | MaNan Fiction

43| Surprise, Surprise!

A/N: Hello, my lovely readers! I am back this weekend as promised, with a new chapter, and I have to tell you this one is a gun of an update! ;)

A LOT happens and I truly hope, you can digest it all, because if you can't I don't know how you will down the next chapter! :O

On that note, happy reading! See you on the other side, and I have a lot of questions today! Btw, don't for get to leave my favourite in-line comments while you read!

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As Manik barged into Nandini's room, he was breathing fire. Ranbir had already informed him that Aryamann had found out that Nandini had leaked the video herself, and was there to berate her and knock some sense into her head; for once in life he felt gratitude towards Aryamann; then again he had put himself through hell, going through the HD version of the sex tape an alarming number of times, to be fully sure, it was a fake. It was a fake indeed, and apparently Nandini had confessed that too to Aryamann; the question was why did she spread such a wildfire about herself when professionally everything was going well for herself! What was the need? He was here today with just one agenda, that was to ask Nandini to publicly acknowledge it's a fake and put a petition for it to be taken down, and then he'd leave no stones unturned to get it removed. Once the immediate fire would be doused, he'd get to the why part of the discussion with Nandini.

"What were you thinking, Nandini? Wait, were you even thinking? Why'd you do this?" boomed, Manik's voice as he gravitated towards Nandini, pulling her to himself, by her shoulder.

"Manik, it's none of your business, it is a publicity stunt." Nandini managed to utter, as she felt his finger dig into her shoulder, deeper.

"Publicity stunt, my foot! Do you know how many ways this can go against you? Wait a minute. Did someone force you to leak this? Is it Zain? Tell me Nandini, I swear I will butcher the person who forced you to do this!" bellowed Manik, losing his plot.

Nandini was stupefied for a moment seeing the raw anger emanating through him. She had indeed hit the nail on the head. "Manik, no one forced me. It was my choice." she managed to reply, hearing a gasp of shock, escaping Manik.

"To what end, Nandini?" Manik whispered, hoarsely this time, as he messily managed to push a lock of her hair that was falling on her eyes, to the back of her ears.

Nandini mustered the courage she was gathering from days now. She looked directly into Manik's eyes and challenged him. "To use it as leverage against you." she replied, bravely.

Manik stared back at her in blank incomprehension.

Leverage?

Against him?

As Manik kept staring at her determined eyes for another few seconds, still nothing made sense. Why on earth would Nandini need a leverage against him of all people? She now knew his truth right, then?

"Nandini, why did you need leverage against me? And how on earth is vilifying your character before the world, a leverage in your eyes against me?" Manik asked in a low distracted voice. He had known Nandini for long enough to know she was up to something, but what?

"I didn't need to do any of this, Manik, if you had agreed to help me out in the first place." replied Nandini with stellar confident eyes.

Manik kept staring at her with incoherent thoughts, as he asked her again. "Nandini, what help do you need from me?" His words came out as a snap, and truth be told, he was exhausted and was trying hard to keep it together at this point, and Nandini wasn't helping.

"I need dirt on your family, Manik. I want evidence against your criminal father and grandfather." Nandini replied, smoothly, while observing her brightly polished nails.