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Just complete the targets or keep waiting, no in between. I have tried every other way. But it's better that now you guys should start taking these targets seriously.
Next day.
Kritika reached that address which was given by Abhinav's P.A. to her. Although she knows there are really low chances for accuracy of the information he provided.But being with no choice left, she has to do it.
She reached the address and rang the bell. A woman in her late 40s opened the door. She entered inside the house and got inside the living room.Kritika asked, " Mujhe Akshat Verma se milna tha yaha ".
The lady replied," Unki to peechle week hi ek accident mein death ho gayi ". Kritika replied, " I am so sorry to hear it ".She noticed a man's photo with garland in the living room and he was none other but Akshat himself.After saying this she left from there.
Kritika's P.O.V.
It's getting complicated even more the deeper I am stepping into this mystery. Already that election stress is exhausting my brain and now this new person has no stone unturned to create havoc in our lives. I don't know why it seems a little strange to me that a few days ago that man was alive and suddenly he died seems strange. Is he really killed in an accident or was it planned, so I can't reach the person who is doing all this.
Meanwhile somewhere in the outskirts of Mumbai a new plan was laid down.
An employee said, " Sir aapko kaise pata chala ki wo Akshat ke ghar jaegi uska pata puchte ".
He let out a chuckle and said, " Jab mujhe akshat ne bataya ki Abhinav Shekhawat ka P.A. kidnap ho gaya hai mujhe laga hi tha ye kaam Atharv ya Kritika ka hi hoga aur mujhe ye bhi pata tha ki wo Dara dhamka kar hum tak pahuchne ka koi tarika jarur dhundenge ".
His employee asked, " Isliye aapne Akshat ko maara tha wo road accident mein ? ".
He smirked and said , " When game plans are dark then consequences are painted red with the blood of people it doesn't matter if they are guilty or not. Once they enter this part of the world they choose to prioritise their loyalty to me over everything ".
His employee asked, " Par aapne aisa kyu kiya sir ? ". He replied, " I don't want her to reach me until I want her to reach me. I want her to reach them in my own ways. That time will arrive so soon but before that no matter how hard she tries, we will not meet ".
Time skips..............
9:00 pm.
Kritika was waiting in the living room while Atharv returned from his office. The work pressure was exhausting both of them really badly nowadays. At the end of the day all they want is to come back home and seek comfort in each other's arms.
After getting done with the dinner. Atharv was about to head towards their bedroom. Kritika said, " Thodi der garden side chale ek short walk ke liye ". Atharv just nodded in response for yes.
They were walking in the garden side while holding each other's hand. The warmth of his hand always makes her feel that with him she can win the world.
Soon, after a short walk and they get sitted on a bench there. Kritika said while looking at the moon, " You also fascinate about the moon as the definition of being pretty".
Atharv looked into her eyes with utmost sincerity and said, " People whose own moon is so beautiful. They don't need to look at the sky to find beauty".
Crimson hues covered her cheeks while she looked at the other side. Atharv let out a chuckle and said, " You look cute while blushing, my wife ".
