𝔸 ʳᵒᵐᵃⁿᶜᵉ, ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᵈᵉˢⁱʳᵉ ʷᵉᵃʳˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜˡᵒᵃᵏ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸˢᵗᵉʳʸ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖᵃˢˢⁱᵒⁿ ᵗʰʳⁱᵛᵉˢ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃʳᵗ ᵒᶠ ˢᵉᶜʳᵉᵗˢ.
𝕍𝕚𝕓𝕙𝕒𝕧 ℝ𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕖
the formidable entrepreneur, is 30 years old. This age places him at a juncture where his past and future converge, shaping h...
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Anirban explained, "I searched the whole restaurant, but I couldn't find her, and I somehow lost my phone. So, I'm going back to her house to inform her family."
Vibhav couldn't hide his frustration. "Wow! Very irresponsible of you," he remarked pointedly.
Anirban's tone was defiant as he responded, "I'm not obligated to give you any explanation. I'm here to take my girlfriend. Hand her over to me." He moved towards the car door handle, attempting to unlock it.
Vibhav reacted swiftly, gripping Anirban's hand tightly. "What if I say no? I'm doing what you failed to do," he stated firmly.
Anirban's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Failed to do?" he repeated.
Vibhav didn't mince his words. "You couldn't take care of your so-called girlfriend. I don't want to take that risk again. I'll take her to her house," he declared, emphasizing his determination to ensure Mehek's safety.
Anirban's accusation hit Vibhav like a blow. "Safety? What if I say you're the one who made her disappear? What if this is some dirty plan of yours to fool her?"
"And you're giving me a hard time to take her with me."
Satvik intervened, stepping out of the car. "Vibhav, let her go. The important thing is that she's safe now."
Vibhav's frustration boiled over, his voice tinged with a growl. "Who has a dirty plan, we'll definitely find out very soon!" He was determined to get to the bottom of the situation and prove his innocence.
Satvik's voice cut through the tension, urging them to consider Mehek's well-being. "It's getting late, Mehek should be home on time."
Vibhav's anger simmered beneath the surface, his breathing heavy and his eyes filled with dark intensity. He took a step back, visibly seething with frustration.
Anirban moved to open the car door and attempted to pull the drowsy Mehek out.
Mehek stumbled out of the car, her disorientation apparent, she instinctively slapped Anirban's hand away. Then, in her confused state, she reached out and hugged Vibhav tightly.
Confused, Mehek mumbled, "Who is this guy? Why is he bothering me?" Her words were slurred, a result of the drugs coursing through her system.
Vibhav was taken aback, his eyes widening in shock as Mehek's touch and her strong grip sent his heart racing. He instinctively moved to wrap his arms around her, but
Anirban," Leave her."
Vibhav," Dimag ke andhe, I am not even holding her." *His words dripped with sarcasm, his frustration evident in his tone.*
