CAN WE ?

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( AATANSHI ) ~~


Author's POV

Aatanshi stepped into Vyan's room with her usual confident stride, the scent of fresh air from the garden still clinging to her outfit. Her eyes darted around, scanning the familiar, slightly disorganized room. Just as she was about to call out to Vyan, the bathroom door swung open. There he was, standing right in front of her, towel loosely hanging around his waist, water droplets sliding down his chest.

 ( VYAN )~~


Vyan froze for a moment, realizing the situation, while Aatanshi smirked, a teasing glint lighting up her face. She leaned against the wall, arms crossed, enjoying the awkwardness of the moment.

"So," she began with a sly grin, "are you planning to show off your abs now, or is this a private show just for me?" Her voice was dripping with playful sarcasm, her eyes challenging him.

Vyan rolled his eyes, running a hand through his wet hair. "Don't flatter yourself," he shot back, though his tone lacked any real annoyance. He was used to Aatanshi's teasing by now.

Vyan's POV

Aatanshi always had this way of making everything sound like a joke, but her words often struck somewhere deeper. He and Aatanshi had been best friends since school—there was nothing romantic between them. Still, moments like this made him wonder if others saw their friendship differently.

Just then, Aaddik, his college friend, walked into the room, raising an eyebrow at the scene before him. "You didn't tell me you had a girlfriend," Aaddik said, grinning mischievously as he glanced between Vyan and Aatanshi.

Vyan quickly waved him off. "She's not my girlfriend, man. I told you before—she's my best friend, nothing more."

Aaddik nodded but didn't seem fully convinced. There was something about the way Vyan and Aatanshi interacted that made it hard to believe they were just friends.

Author's POV

As the three of them settled into the room, Aaddik began talking about an official party they had to attend later that evening. Vyan's father had arranged for them to go, and since Aaddik's father was also a businessman, the event was significant for both of them.

( AADDIK ) ~~

"We're all set for the party tonight, right?" Aaddik confirmed, looking between Vyan and Aatanshi.

Aatanshi, sitting comfortably on Vyan's bed, raised her eyebrow. "You guys are going to a party? Why didn't anyone tell me?" she asked, a playful pout forming on her lips.

"Well, it's more of a business event," Vyan explained. "But yeah, Aaddik and I were going to head there together. You should come too! Your dad's going to be there, right?"

Aatanshi's eyes lit up at the mention of her father, who was a well-known figure in the wine business. "Yeah, he mentioned something about it. Fine, I'll tag along. Who knows, it might be fun," she said, shrugging nonchalantly.

Aaddik looked a bit uneasy for a moment. "Uh, you're planning to drive?" he asked cautiously, knowing Aatanshi's unpredictable habits.

"Of course!" Aatanshi shot back, grinning. "I'm a fantastic driver. Don't worry, I've got this."

Vyan's POV

He could see Aaddik's hesitation, but he trusted Aatanshi's driving skills. She had always been bold and fearless in everything she did, and her driving was no exception. "She's a great driver, man. Trust me, you're in safe hands," Vyan reassured Aaddik.

Author's POV

With that settled, the trio headed out for the evening. Aatanshi, true to her confident nature, took the driver's seat, while Aaddik hesitantly sat beside her. Vyan hopped into the backseat, casually leaning back as the car roared to life.

As they drove through the city streets, Aaddik couldn't help but glance over at Aatanshi from time to time, noticing the way she effortlessly handled the car with precision and ease. There was something about her—her confidence, her boldness—that intrigued him.

"Aatanshi, you're really good at this," Aaddik finally admitted, breaking the silence. His words were genuine, but there was an undertone of something more—admiration, maybe even attraction.

Aatanshi grinned without taking her eyes off the road. "Told you I'm good. You just need to relax and enjoy the ride."

Addik's POV

There was something undeniably magnetic about her. The way she carried herself, the confidence in every action—it was different from the girls he usually met. Aatanshi didn't seem to care about what others thought of her, and that intrigued him even more. Sitting beside her now, watching her in her element, he couldn't help but feel a growing sense of admiration that he hadn't expected.

He had been so focused on his own ambitions, on his father's diamond business and the pressures that came with it, that he rarely found himself distracted by personal feelings. But now, with Aatanshi driving effortlessly through the city, he felt something shift inside him—a small spark that he hadn't anticipated.

Maybe it was the way she handled everything so casually, or maybe it was just the energy she brought into every room she walked into. Either way, he found himself drawn to her.

Author's POV

As the car rolled smoothly into the driveway of the grand venue where the party was being held, Aaddik couldn't help but feel a bit more relaxed. Aatanshi had proven her driving skills, and now, standing outside the elegant venue, he felt an unfamiliar excitement building inside him.

"Well, here we are," Aatanshi announced, stepping out of the car. Vyan followed her with a grin, while Aaddik lingered for a moment, gathering his thoughts.

Inside, the party was in full swing, with business moguls mingling, expensive drinks flowing, and a soft, elegant ambiance filling the space. Aatanshi, Vyan, and Aaddik walked in together, immediately drawing attention as they entered.

Aatanshi's father, a towering figure in the wine industry, waved them over, and soon, the trio found themselves mingling among the wealthy and influential. But even amidst the crowd, Aaddik couldn't shake the feeling that his night had just begun. Something about this evening felt different, and he knew it had everything to do with Aatanshi.