Ch- 3

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Sana's POV:

The city lights shined like faraway stars as I got out of my shiny black car and walked to the entrance of the fancy bar.

Tonight, I had a plan—a carefully thought-out strategy to help me reach my main goal. I adjusted the strap of my fancy purse and went into the darkly lit place.

Inside, the place was full of talking and the sound of glasses clinking. I looked around carefully, noticing the nicely dressed people talking around the bar and comfy chairs.

I studied each face closely, looking for someone I knew in the crowd.

I chose this bar, and honestly, it's a bit scary. Knowing that it's owned by the "Chauhan family" makes it more complicated.

I wonder if I'll regret this choice. But you know what? Life is about taking risks.

Meanwhile, Aarav Chauhan, with his group of friends, entered the bar with a presence that made everyone look. Tall and strong, with a sharp jawline and intense eyes, he looked powerful and confident, making people stare.

My heart skipped a beat when I saw him. I had come here with a plan.

Aarav's POV :

This morning, I got a text from an unknown number, warning me about something that could ruin my career. It made me feel tense and worried. That's why I came to the bar today. Having a drink helps me relax and clear my mind. It's a temporary escape from all the worries.

But what's even more surprising is seeing Sana here...

Her eyes locked onto mine. Her grace, her confidence, her beauty, it all drew me in. I was fascinated by Sana.

There was something about her—a hidden fire—that made me want to know more about her.

As I looked at her, I couldn’t help but notice how captivating she was.

Her warm, kind brown eyes drew me in, and her smooth, long hair, a mix of brown and black, fell gracefully over her shoulders. Her glossy lips had an irresistible charm.

Moments like these made me appreciate her beauty, inside and out.

She was unlike anyone I’d ever met, and I couldn’t compare her to anyone else. Sana was truly extraordinary.

Sana's POV:

Adjusting my posture, I met Aarav's gaze as he approached.

"Hi, Ms. Rathore. Glad to finally meet you in person."

I gave a warm smile and replied, "Hello, Mr. Chauhan. The pleasure is mine."

Aarav's POV:

"You seem a bit nervous. Don't worry, it's just a casual gathering."

Forcing a laugh, she replied, "Yes, you're right. Just a bit overwhelmed by the crowd, I suppose."

After our brief conversation, she excused herself, feeling the weight of her nerves pressing down on her.

"I'll catch you later, Mr. Chauhan. Enjoy the rest of the evening."

Sana's POV:

Making my way to the bar, I ordered a drink to calm my nerves. "Make it a double, please."

The bartender raised an eyebrow but complied. "Sure thing... Rough night?"

I nodded and took a long sip of my drink, trying to push away the whirlwind of emotions inside me. "You have no idea."

Aarav's POV:

As the evening went on, I kept glancing at Sana, who was drinking more and seemed to be struggling. I thought about checking on her, but then a guy approached her with a smirk.

"Hey there, beautiful. Why are you all alone? Want to join me and my friends?"

Sana glared at him, her patience running out. "Get the hell out of here, bro!"

Watching this with amusement, I couldn’t help but think, "She’s got some fire, that’s for sure."

Author's POV:

Noticing Sana's vulnerability, Aarav decided to approach her, his expression softening with concern. “God, this girl…”

His phone buzzed in his pocket. Checking the screen, he saw a call from his friend Chirag.

Aarav answered, stepping aside and trying to balance his attention between the call and Sana.

Aarav: “Hello?”

Chirag: “Hey, Aarav. Just a reminder to check your Gmail. I’ve sent you some important documents.”

Aarav glanced back at Sana, his gaze lingering for a moment before returning to the call.

Aarav: “I’m… busy at the moment.”

Chirag: "Busy? Busy with what?"

Aarav: "Busy in observing her."

Chirag: "Who are you talking about?"

His eyes are still on Sana, he says, "I’ll talk to you later," and ends the call without waiting for a response.

Sana's POV:

I suddenly felt a rough but gentle hand on my waist.

"What am I doing here? This was a mistake. "

"Any problem gentleman?" Aarav asked them.

Guy 1: Smirking arrogantly, “Just trying to have some fun with the lady, that’s all.”

Aarav’s voice was dark and threatening. “Find your fun somewhere else. This lady is under my protection.”

Guy 2: Chuckling mockingly, “And who are you to tell us what to do?”

Aarav’s grip tightened on my waist, his voice dropping to a low, threatening growl. “Leave now, or you’ll regret it.”

"You guys dare to put your eyes on her again, and I'll show you how it feels to be tortured "

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"Hey there, readers! I'm curious, what are you expecting from the encounters in this chapter?

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