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Then she focused on the present, mingling with the crowd as best as she could. However, her peace didn't last long. She caught snippets of whispers and giggles nearby, followed by a group of girls who were blushing furiously, their eyes locked on someone.
At first, Aisha brushed it off, uninterested in their fawning. But when her gaze followed theirs, her annoyance spiked.
The target of their attention was none other than Rivaan Malhotra, standing confidently near the bar, his kurta slightly unbuttoned at the top, revealing a hint of his toned chest. His effortless charm was enough to make any heart flutter, but for Aisha, it triggered something far more intense—pure, unadulterated rage.
Without a second thought, Aisha stormed across the room, drawing the attention of many onlookers. Rivaan, oblivious to her fuming state, looked up just as she came to a halt in front of him. Before he could say a word, she began buttoning his kurta with swift, almost aggressive motions, leaving him startled and confused.
"Tu bilkul dimagh toh paidal hai, hai na?" she began, her tone sharp as a blade. "Ki samajhda tu apne aap nu? Eh kudiyaan tenu ghoor ghoor ke dekh rahi ne, aur tu yithe apni chhaati dikhaunda phir raha hai? Haye Rabba, kinna sharam da maamla hai!"
Rivaan blinked, his usual calm and confident demeanor completely thrown off. "Uh... baby?" he ventured cautiously, but Aisha wasn't having it.
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General Fiction" 𝐼𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑑." ───※ ·❆· ※─── Aisha , her name alone melts the coldest hearts, and her bright smile brightens their days. The cheery, bright, and sometimes...
