{𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 #1 }
𝙋𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙡 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙧𝙖 - A 25 year old girl who never received love despite being from a wealthy family she has nothing except a room which seems like a cage to her, her family accuses her the cr...
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( 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜)
A young man in his late 20s stirred from sleep as the first light of dawn crept through his curtains. The cool, soft glow of morning wrapped around his still-tired body, pulling him gently from the warmth of his bed.
His eyes fluttered open, unfocused at first, and he blinked several times to clear the haze of sleep. The air was crisp, the early hours quiet except for the faint sound of birds greeting the rising sun.
He stretched slowly, feeling the stiffness in his muscles ease as the day called to him, urging him to rise.
Getting up from the bed, he moved towards the washroom to fresh up and start the hectic day ahead He came out and walked towards the gym and with his brother joining him in between
"Good morning bhai " Hardik wished him looking dull
" Morning hardik...... What happen why do you sound so dull early morning? " Akshay asked him while running on a treadmill
"Something important to discuss bhai " Hardik said being series all of a sudden
"Yeah, tell me what happened " Akshay replied
"We found him " Hardik replied
Akshaj getting of the tredmill just raised his left eyebrow asking why he didn't tell him before and noding to continue further
"Actually bhai yesterday across 11 we got a call from watchman stating that someone has tried to get into the company and steal some confidential information but has been caught by the gaurds, i came to tell you but saw that you were already having a headache so i thought to tell you in the morning, then Naksh bhai and i went to the company , investigate about the person who send him but he isn't blurting anything out " Hardik informed him everything
" Get ready, we are going to meet him and yeah nobody should know about this " Akshaj replied with a smirk deciding what punishment he is going to give that man and already getting a hint that who could be behind all these
. . .
In the dimly lit room, the only light came from a single, flickering bulb hanging from the ceiling. Shadows stretched across the cracked concrete walls, giving the space an oppressive, claustrophobic feel. The man, bound to a chair in the center of the room, was bleeding from a fresh cut on his cheek. His breaths were shallow, wheezing through cracked lips.
