𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐋 𝐄𝐍𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐘

●10 confusion

Tanvi's POV

Gosh, I'm so dumb! How could I like his picture... and that too, shirtless? He must totally think I'm a creep now.

Ugh, whatever.

Kabir Khurana has seriously messed with my mind. I have to do something about it... but what?!

Think, Tanvi, think! I started pacing back and forth in my room, tapping my phone. Then suddenly, an idea popped into my head, and a smirk spread across my face. Hmm, poor quality products, right, idiot? You'll see now.

I grabbed my bag and dashed out of my room. I headed to the kitchen and picked out a nice, sharp knife, grinning slyly.

"You're done for, jerk!" I whispered to myself.

"Tanvi, what are you doing here?" my mom's voice interrupted, and I jumped.

I quickly shoved the knife into my bag and turned around. There she was-my mom, staring right at me.

"Nothing, Mom, just came for some water," I said, forcing a smile.

"With your bag?" She looked at me suspiciously. Ugh, how is she so sharp?

"B-Bag? Oh, yeah, I... um... I'm going to the gym," I stammered. Great excuse, Tanvi. Just great.

"This late?" she raised an eyebrow.

"Mom, there's no specific time for the gym! Now move aside, let me go." I rushed out of the kitchen, knowing she wouldn't let me leave otherwise.

"Tanvi! TANVI!" she kept calling, but I didn't look back and walked straight out of the house.

I sighed with relief. Thank goodness! Otherwise, she wouldn't have let me go. How else would I teach that jerk a lesson?

I rolled my eyes and got into my car. Starting it quickly, I drove off.

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Khurana Enterprises - Storeroom

Right now, I'm standing outside that jerk's storeroom, and it's getting dark. I'm so confused. Should I go in or not? I mean, this doesn't feel safe, especially since I didn't tell anyone about this.

"Come on, Tanvi, you're not scared of anyone. Just go in," I muttered, trying to convince myself.

I opened the door carefully and stepped inside, closing it behind me. The place was full of boxes, just boxes everywhere.

I moved towards a corner and picked up a box. "Yeah, this one looks good," I said to myself, inspecting it with a satisfied smile.

Taking out the knife from my bag, I tore the box open. "So, these are his precious products? Gross!" I scoffed, grabbing a protein packet and ripping it open.

I whistled as I started destroying his stuff, but froze when I heard an even louder whistle.

I turned around, and before I could react, a muscular figure pinned me against the wall, gripping my arm and pulling it behind my waist. I shut my eyes, too afraid to look up.

"Need some help, baby girl?" A deep voice finally made me open my eyes, and there he was-the jerk himself, Kabir.

I sighed with relief and punched his chest. "Idiot! You scared me!" I muttered, closing my eyes again.

"What exactly are you doing here?" His stern voice reminded me of why I was even here. My face flushed. How do I explain this?

"I... um... w-well... I..." The words just wouldn't come out. "You're here to ruin my products, aren't you?" he said, tucking a stray strand of my hair behind my ear.