I quickly let go of the hand I was holding-the hand of the man I had been dancing with. It was just a harmless dance, or at least that's what I had thought. But the way Abhimaan was looking at me, with that dangerous intensity, told me he saw it dif...
As Sanaya’s conversation with Abhiraj replayed in her mind, a sense of determination stirred within her. She knew she needed to get closer to Abhimaan, even if his world remained shrouded in secrecy. But her thoughts were interrupted when lunchtime arrived, as Pihu and Viraj bickered yet again.
“See, Bhabhi,” Pihu whined, glaring at her brother, “he won’t let me go to the club for my friend’s birthday party!”
Viraj crossed his arms, his tone firm. “Because I know what happens there, Pihu, and you’re not going.”
Sanaya hesitated, trying to find the middle ground. “Pihu, Viraj does have a point. Clubs aren’t always safe, and... you never know what might happen.”
Pihu, determined not to lose, rolled her eyes. “But this is different! We’ll be in the VIP section. Besides,” she added with a playful grin, “you should come with me, Bhabhi. My friends would love to meet you!”
Sanaya bit her lip, unsure. Would Abhimaan be okay with this? He hadn’t been thrilled about her doing anything without his knowledge, especially something like going to a club.
“I don’t know...” she trailed off.
Pihu clasped her hands together, putting on her best puppy eyes. “Please, Bhabhi? Please! You won’t regret it.”
Faced with that pleading expression, Sanaya felt her resistance crumble. “Alright,” she finally said, sighing. “But Viraj, what will Abhimaan think?”
Viraj grinned, clearly unfazed. “Abhi Bhai won’t have a problem. As long as you’re with Pihu, he’ll know you’re safe. Plus, I’ll make sure you both get home.”
Sanaya felt a little more reassured. After lunch, as they headed to their rooms, Pihu stopped her, eyes gleaming with excitement. “Bhabhi! You need a proper party dress. Let’s go shopping!”
Sanaya smiled at her enthusiasm. “Alright, give me a minute.”
---
Later, they were at the mall, where Pihu quickly found a sleek black dress for Sanaya. “This will look amazing on you!” Pihu beamed, picking a fiery red dress for herself.
The hours passed quickly, and soon it was evening. In the bedroom, Pihu fussed over Sanaya’s makeup as she prepared for the party. When Sanaya finally stepped out of the bathroom in her fitted black dress, Pihu gasped in delight.
“Bhabhi, Abhi Bhai will faint when he sees you! You look incredible!”
Sanaya blushed at the compliment, though her nerves still fluttered in her stomach. She wasn’t sure how Abhimaan would react, but Pihu’s excitement made it hard not to join in the fun.
---sanaya's look
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Pihu's look
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
At the club, the music thumped in time with the flashing lights, and the VIP section was filled with laughter and chatter. Sanaya soon found herself among Pihu’s friends, who welcomed her warmly. She began to relax, sipping her mocktail and enjoying the light-hearted atmosphere. It was nice to forget about her worries for a little while.
Then, as she stood at the bar, a handsome stranger approached her with a charming smile. “Hey, I don’t think we’ve met. I’m Aarav.”
Sanaya smiled back politely. “Sanaya.”
They began chatting, and soon the conversation flowed naturally between them. Aarav was funny and engaging, his light banter making her feel comfortable. At one point, he gestured toward the dance floor with a grin.
“Care to dance?”
Sanaya hesitated for a moment, but with the encouragement of Pihu’s friends, she eventually agreed. They made their way to the dance floor, where the music vibrated through the air, and soon they were moving together in sync, laughter filling the spaces between the beats.
---
Meanwhile, in another part of the club, Abhimaan was wrapping up a meeting in one of the private rooms. Business had gone smoothly, but as he made his way toward the exit, something caught his eye. His steps slowed as his gaze locked onto the dance floor.
There, in the center of the crowd, was **Sanaya**—his wife. And she wasn’t alone.
His eyes narrowed as he watched her laugh and dance with a stranger. They were standing far too close, their bodies brushing together as the music pulsed around them. A sharp, possessive anger flared in Abhimaan’s chest. And then, in the span of a heartbeat, the man leaned in, their faces so close it looked like they were about to kiss.
Abhimaan’s blood boiled.
His hands clenched into tight fists as he stood there, frozen in place, fury surging through him. He didn’t care who the man was. The sight of him touching Sanaya, laughing with her, made something primal and dangerous stir inside him.
Without another thought, Abhimaan stormed toward them. His presence radiated power and menace, parting the crowd effortlessly. His eyes were locked on Sanaya, the intensity of his gaze sending a shiver through anyone who dared glance his way.
As he reached them, Abhimaan’s jaw tightened, his fists at his sides. He didn’t need words. His mere presence was enough to silence the laughter and bring a chill to the heated atmosphere around them.
Sanaya turned just in time to see Abhimaan standing there, his expression dark and unreadable.
--- Please guys vote kardo jab zyada vote honge age ke chapter tab hi ayenge aur thodi comment kardo kuch nhi jayega please💗
