The Girls Of December

Chapter 8.

Chemistry?

Vihaans's POV

My heart quickened as I caught sight of Mayra, the immense beauty with a mind of Einstein. I never saw such a pretty and confident woman who had made me feel nervous and speechless for the first time.But I was not like Mr. Khurana, falling in her dirty little traps.

As we stood among the people at party, both of us aware of the animosity that simmered beneath the surface. And the moment I looked at her, I felt a surge of conflicting emotions—anger, resentment, and perhaps, begrudging admiration for her tenacity.

Her presence was like a storm cloud looming on the horizon, casting a shadow over my thoughts and filling me with a sense of foreboding. I could feel the weight of our shared history, the moment of that rush and anger I felt through that one mail conversation we had.

Despite my desire to confront her and warn her to be safe as she chose the wrong man as her business partner. I just found myself rooted to the spot, unable to tear my gaze away from her. There was something magnetic about her, something that drew me in even as it repelled me from inside. Was she siphoning me or something? I could see the fire in her eyes, the same fire that had fueled our rivalry and only reminded me of the one mail.

As Mayra moved through the hall, her every gesture seemed to taunt me, a silent challenge that I could not ignore. She was such a clever lady. Each step she took brought her closer to me, closing the distance between us until we stood face to face.

Time seemed to stand still as our eyes locked , a silent exchange of defiance and determination passing between us. In that moment I knew that our meeting was inevitable, that our paths were destined to collide in a clash of wills.

And yet, as I stood before her, all I could feel was a sense of weary resignation. The moment of hatred and resentment had taken their toll, leaving me exhausted and drained.

A part of me relished the thrill of the confrontation, the adrenaline rush of facing off against my greatest adversary.
As our eyes locked again in silent battle, I felt a flicker of something unfamiliar stirring within me —a glimmer of respect for the woman who had stood against me for the first time. But I wasn't let that feeling come in my way, she chose this on her own will and she had to suffer as I am never letting the business of Mr. Khurana go well from now on. I felt sorry for young lady, she probably never knew about me and him.

And so, as I stood before Mayra, my enemy and my equal, I made a silent vow to myself—to confront the demonic lady, to find a way to accept the challenge she had to offer and to forge a new and haunting path for her, one burdened by the weight of grievances.

Aashika's POV

As I stood amidst the lively ambiance of the beautiful palace, my eyes were busy scanning the room in search of Mayra.
"Where the fuck she left me in the room filled with creepy annoying unknown people!?!?" I muttered unde my breath as my frustration reached it's peak.

The air was filled with the hum of conversations and the clinking of glasses, but amidst the crowd, I saw her seriously talking about something with Mr. Khurana, but I caught her glaring at Vihaan Malhotra, she will have to explain that to me later. Suddenly my attention was drawn to a figure across the room. It was Aadvik, obviously. I don't know why I found myself inexplicably drawn to him from the moment our eyes met though I don't think he is my type and moreover it was my first time checking out on a guy since my toxic breakup last week.

As he made his way through the crowd, my heart raced with anticipation and a hint of nervousness. I think he is approaching me. I have to act cool. Oh God. I couldn't help but feel a magnetic pull towards him, his presence exuding an aura of confidence and charm that had captivated me already. With each step closer, my pulse quickened, my mind filled with questions and curiosity about this intriguing stranger who had unknowingly sparked a flutter of excitement within me.

Finally as he reached, He mustered the courage to strike up a conversation. "Hi, I'm Aadvik," he greeted me with a warm smile,
And I smiled back hoping to conceal the butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
Shit. I am suppose to say something back. I calmed myself and as my eyes lighted up with genuine interest. "Nice to meet you, Aadvik. I'm Aashika," I replied, my voice sounded more professional and genuine.

As we engaged in conversation, I found myself effortlessly drawn into Aadvik's world. He spoke passionately about his work in fashion world, sharing insights and perspectives that resonated with my own interests. Despite our differing backgrounds and the rivalry between our friends, we discovered a surprising connection that transcended the barriers of circumstance.

Hours passed in a blur as we continued to converse, our laughter mingling with the music and chatter around us. I felt a sense of comfort and familiarity with Aadvik, as if we had known each other for far longer than just this evening.

As the night wore on, Mayra approached us, her expression a mix of surprise and with a smirk on her face she spoke. "Aashika, what are you doing here with him?" her tone tinged with a tease.

I hesitated for a moment, before bidding goodbye to Aadvik I returned to Mayra But then, I spoke smiling genuinely, "Mayra, I know you and Vihaan have your differences, but i dont think Aadvik is like vihaan. He's his own person, and I've enjoyed getting to know him tonight. What do you think?"

Mayra's expression softened, her eyes reflecting a mix of understanding and acceptance. "I suppose you both look fabulous. But beware, people like Vihaan might use to draw you against me. So i am not so sure about him too." she conceded, offering me a cautious smile.

In that moment, I realized that Mayra can be right and well I never cared about that. Because I am never going against the only person who makes my life bearable.As Mayra bid farewell to Mr. Khurana,I followed her and the party drew to a close, I knew that my encounter with Aadvik was maybe for the first and last time or maybe a beginning of an unexpected journey filled with twists and turns, challenges and triumphs. But one thing was certain –I was ready to embrace whatever the future held, guided by the spark of attraction that had ignited between me and Aadvik on that fateful night.
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