"In this romantic tale of love, deception, and self-discovery, Shehnaaz, a young woman, finds herself trapped in a web of family expectations and arranged marriages. But when she meets Siddharth, a charming and mysterious stranger, she begins to que...
As Shehnaaz rummaged through the chaotic sea of files, her frustration grew with each passing moment. Her eyes scanned the shelves,
her mind racing with the urgency of finding the elusive Johnson account file. Just as she was about to give up hope, a gentle voice pierced the air, sending a subtle shiver down her spine.
"Excuse me, may I help you?"
Shehnaaz's gaze shifted towards the sound, her eyes locking onto a pair of warm, chocolate-brown orbs that seemed to hold a hint of kindness. The newcomer's smile was disarming, his chiseled features radiating an aura of calm confidence.
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She felt a flutter in her chest as he approached her, his strides effortless and graceful.
"I'm looking for the Johnson account file," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
With a nod, he stepped closer, his eyes scanning the shelves with a practiced ease. "Let me check. Ah, yes! I think I saw it on the third shelf. Let me get it for you."
As he handed her the file,
"Thank you so much," she murmured, her voice barely audible.
"It's my pleasure," he replied, his smile deepening. "I'm Raj, by the way. The new intern."
Shehnaaz's lips curled into a gentle smile as she took in the sight of him, her mind whispering a silent welcome to this enigmatic stranger who had just entered her world. "I'm Shehnaaz. Nice to meet you, Raj." ..
As the days turned into weeks, Shehnaaz and Raj's friendship blossomed, their bond growing stronger with each passing day. They would often lunch together, sharing stories and laughter, their connection deepening. Siddharth, who had been keeping a distance, observed their friendship with a mix of surprise and discomfort.
One day, as Shehnaaz and Raj walked together, their heads bent in conversation, Siddharth's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched. He couldn't explain why, but seeing Shehnaaz with someone else, laughing and smiling, felt like a punch to his gut.
He turned away, his eyes scanning the office, his mind racing with a sudden possessiveness. No, he didn't care about Shehnaaz, he told himself. But his actions betrayed him, his eyes drifting back to her, his heart twisting with a strange, unfamiliar ache.
Sidharth's eyes narrowed as he watched Sana laugh with Raj, her eyes sparkling in a way he'd never seen before. A pang of jealousy struck him, and he knew he had to act fast. He couldn't let her slip away from him, not now, not ever.
The next day, Sidharth bombarded Sana with an endless list of tasks and projects, ensuring she was always within his sight, but too busy to even think about Raj. He justified his actions as mere coincidence, but deep down, he knew the truth - he was desperate to keep her close, to suffocate the growing connection between her and Raj.
Sana, oblivious to Sidharth's true intentions, felt overwhelmed by the sudden workload
. She tried to find moments to steal away and talk to Raj, but Sidharth always seemed to appear,
his presence a constant reminder of her duties. Raj, sensing her distance, began to grow concerned, but Sana couldn't find the time to reassure him.
As the days went by, Sana found herself trapped in a web of Sidharth's making,
her interactions with Raj dwindling to mere glances and stolen smiles. But she couldn't shake off the feeling that Sidharth's actions were more than just coincidence, that he was hiding something behind his piercing gaze...
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"Sana, we have a meeting to attend. Come with me and drive for me," Sidharth ordered, his tone firm but laced with a hint of urgency.
Sana hesitated, sensing something was off. "But Sidharth, I have a lot of work to finish," she protested, trying to reason with him.
Sidharth's expression darkened, his eyes flashing with a intensity that made Sana's heart race.
Sid .."I don't pay you to question me, Sana. I pay you to obey. Now, let's go," he growled, his voice low and menacing.
Sana felt a shiver run down her spine as she reluctantly followed him to the car.
As she drove, Sidharth's mood shifted, his harsh words replaced by charming smiles and witty banter. Sana's confusion grew - which was the real Sidharth? The kind and charismatic one, or the cold and ruthless one?
As they arrived at the meeting, Sidharth's demeanor changed again, his eyes narrowing as he scanned the room. "Stay close to me, Sana," he whispered, his voice low and possessive.
Sana's mind raced with questions. Why was Sidharth acting this way? What was he hiding behind his constant mood swings? And why did she feel trapped, like a pawn in his game of power and control?
As the meeting progressed, Sana found herself stuck to Sidharth's side, her eyes locked on his, searching for answers that refused to come. ....
