Will the ex-lovers Amrit and Veer ever get back together? Will the secret crush Randhir and Radhika ever confess their feelings to each other? And will the boy Anirudh ever be able to express his feelings to the girl Nivedita? To find out, we must d...
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Anirudh spotted Rajeev at the gathering, watching as he approached Nivedita and hugged her. He clenched his jaw, sensing Rajeev's intentions weren't right. Without waiting, Anirudh strode over, barely hiding his irritation as he took Nivedita's hand, leading her away.
Once they were a safe distance from the crowd, Anirudh held her close, his arm firmly around her waist. Nivedita looked up at him, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, Mr. Anirudh Rathore Sahani, aise taad kyun rahe ho?" she teased, noticing his intense gaze.
"Taad nahi, ghoor raha hoon," he replied, his grip tightening slightly.
She smirked, challenging him. "Taadna aur ghoorna, dono same hote hain agar aapko pata nahi hai toh."
"Same nahi hote," he replied with a smirk of his own.
"Acha ji? Toh batao kya farak hai dono mein?" she asked playfully.
Anirudh leaned in, his voice low, "Nazariye ka."
Nivedita's breath caught, her teasing faltering for a moment. " Ate tun mainu kis nazariye naal dekhda hai ?"
In response, Anirudh gently turned her so that her back pressed against his chest, and he leaned close to her ear, whispering, "Attraction ke nazariye se."
Nivedita froze, her cheeks flushing as his words sank in. His hand trailed from her waist down to her hips, fingers grazing her stomach as he held her close. His breath was warm against her skin, and she instinctively closed her eyes, feeling her heart race. She tilted her head slightly, catching his gaze.
"Ani...Anirudh, yeh tum kya kar...rahe ho? Chhodo mujhe," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.
He didn't move, instead whispering, "Pehle bhi kaha tha, aur aaj bhi keh raha hoon. Tum duniya bhar ke ladko se baat karo, I don't mind. But Rajeev se dur raho. He's not a good person."
Suddenly, she spun around, pulling herself out of his hold. Her eyes flashed as she glared at him. "You can't just control who I talk to!" she shouted, shaking off the warmth of the moment.
*
Veer and Amrit were standing together at the party when he leaned in with a teasing grin, "Ek baat batao, tumhe jealousy nahi ho rahi hai ki mai ladkiyon ke bich hoon and I'm talking to them?"
Amrit rolled her eyes, smiling. "Nahi, V. Because I know your limits. In a relationship, we have freedom to talk with anyone. Tumhe jis ladki se baat karni hai karo, par... Anahita se nahi. Thank God woh hai nahi is party mein."
He chuckled, a bit relieved. "Haayee, you're so understanding! Sabhi ladko ko aisi ladki milni chahiye. Even tumhe bhi freedom—jis bhi ladke se baat karni hai, karo. I won't stop you."
The scene unfolds with an intimate, yet playful moment between Veer and Amrit. They step into a private room, away from the bustle of the party.
Veer looks at Amrit with a mischievous smile and gently turns her so that her back is now against his chest. He brushes her hair aside, his fingers lightly grazing her skin, and he leans down to kiss her on the back of her neck. Amrit, caught off guard but loving the closeness, feels a rush of warmth mixed with nervousness. Her breath catches as Veer softly whispers, "Tumhe pata hai, Amrit, tumhari har ek muskaan mujhe kitna khush kar deti hai."
