Sacred Games Of Twisted Fate {18+}

*DO YOU LIKE MY BROTHER?*

***author's pov***

Rudra wrapped an arm around Daksh's neck, pulling him close in a brotherly, yet slightly playful gesture. “So, how'd it go?” he asked, a smirk playing on his lips, clearly enjoying the aftermath of the race.

Daksh shrugged nonchalantly, “It was a draw. Not bad for a first race.”

Rudra chuckled, “We should celebrate. How about we grab a drink and unwind?”

Daksh raised an eyebrow, “Sounds good. But let’s make it interesting. How about a challenge?”

Rudra's eyes gleamed with intrigue. “Oh? What kind of challenge?”

Daksh grinned, “Winner gets bragging rights for the month. Loser has to do whatever the winner says.”

Rudra laughed, “You’re on. Let’s see if you can actually beat me this time.”

Their conversation was filled with camaraderie and competitive spirit as they made their way to their next adventure.

Dia arrived with Rudra's other friends, adding to the lively atmosphere. She greeted Rudra with a warm smile and a friendly hug. “Great race tonight, Rudra! I heard you almost had it.”

Rudra grinned and introduced Dia to Daksh, “This is Dia. She’s one of our best supporters. And Dia, meet my brother Daksh.”

Dia extended her hand to Daksh, “Nice to meet you, Daksh. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

Daksh shook her hand, giving her a charming smile. “Pleasure’s mine. I hope you enjoyed the race.”

Dia’s eyes sparkled with amusement, “Absolutely. And I’m looking forward to seeing more of your brother's racing skills.”

As the group chatted and laughed, the mood shifted to one of celebration and camaraderie. The night promised more fun and excitement as they continued their evening.

At the club, the atmosphere was electric, filled with music, lights, and the hum of excited conversations. The group, including Rudra, Daksh, Dia, and others, entered the club with a buzz of anticipation.

Rudra, still riding the high of his successful race, was the center of attention as his friends cheered him on. He clinked glasses with them and thanked everyone for their support. “Tonight’s about celebrating our win and enjoying ourselves. Let’s make it a night to remember!”

The group made their way to a VIP section, where they had a reserved table. Drinks were poured, and the music’s beat picked up, setting the tone for a night of dancing and revelry. Daksh, Dia, and a few others took to the dance floor, moving energetically to the rhythm.

Payal, who had come along with Sahil, stayed close to her brother but occasionally glanced at Daksh, who seemed to be enjoying himself and interacting with others. Sahil kept an eye on her, ensuring she was comfortable and safe amid the crowd.

The night continued with laughter, dancing, and celebration, making it a memorable evening for everyone involved.

Dia watched Rudra with a mixture of admiration and affection. From her corner, she observed how effortlessly he commanded the room with his charisma and easy laughter. His presence was magnetic, drawing attention and admiration from everyone around him.

As he laughed and joked with his friends, Dia's gaze softened, clearly captivated by him. She took in the way his eyes lit up when he smiled and how his confident demeanor seemed to light up the entire space. Despite the lively atmosphere, Dia’s focus remained solely on Rudra, her admiration evident in the way she watched him.

Occasionally, Rudra’s eyes would scan the room, and when they landed on Dia, a knowing smile would play on his lips. It was clear that he was aware of the effect he had on her.

Daksh raised his brow as he watched dia staring at rudra . he went to dia .

" Oh well .....do you like my brother? *"

Dia looked up at Daksh, a bit startled by his direct question. She took a moment to compose herself before responding.

"Well, it's pretty obvious, isn't it?" she replied, her tone a mix of shyness and honesty. "He’s quite charming."

Daksh smirked, leaning in slightly. "Charming, huh? Be careful, he's got a way of getting under people’s skin." He paused, giving her a teasing look. "But if you like him, that’s your business."

Dia blushed slightly but met his gaze steadily. "I’m aware of what he’s like. Just admiring from afar."

Daksh nodded, amused. "Just making sure you know what you're getting into. Enjoy the party." With a playful wink, he walked back to his group, leaving Dia to ponder his words.

As the night wound down, the group began to make their way home. The club lights dimmed, and the atmosphere shifted from celebratory to a quieter, more relaxed state. Rudra and his friends, still buzzing from the excitement of the race and the night's festivities, chatted animatedly as they exited the venue.

Dia, still a bit flushed from the evening’s interactions, walked with Rudra and the others, trying to catch his eye occasionally. Daksh, who had been mingling and observing, seemed content with the evening’s events. He kept to himself, his earlier smirk replaced by a more thoughtful expression.

The drive back was filled with casual conversation and laughter, but as the cars approached their destinations, the energy began to wane. Rudra, still riding high on his victory, was in good spirits, while Dia remained quiet, lost in her thoughts about the evening.

Once they arrived, everyone went their separate ways, heading to their respective homes or rooms. The night was winding down, and the excitement of the race and the celebration slowly faded into the quiet of the night.