Kismat Connection♡

Samyuktha

Haru Nakamura wasn't who I had expected from last summer. He was surprisingly warm and disarming for someone with a reputation as famous and untouchable as his. When he stepped out of his car, it wasn't just his fame that drew you in-it was his smile that lit up the space around him like sunshine breaking through a cloudy day. His presence was magnetic, but it wasn't the kind that overpowered-it invited you in and made you feel like you belonged in his orbit.

Many others walked out of the car. Some appeared Japanese, some Indian, and some were bodyguards for Haru's safety. Among them, there was a face that I knew well. It was Rudra's friend, Advait. He was impeccably dressed in formal black attire with an earpiece and expressionless face, the infamous bodyguard style. Our eyes met, and he gave me a quick nod of recognition and a small smile.

That wasn't what captured my attention; it was the man walking slightly behind him. As if time had stopped, everything seemed to blur. He was perfectly styled in a custom-made suit, cleanly shaved, and had perfectly aligned hair in the back.

Anant Mathur

The very man from my past who played a significant role in my past life. I never thought I would meet him this soon; I wasn't prepared for this. With a sudden strong grip, I felt in my chest as if someone was pulling it out of my chest, my heart was racing with the speed of life, and I could feel sweat running down my back and just as I thought I would I faint at any time, suddenly I felt a chill running down my spine and glanced at Rudra only to find all his expression gone. His face was devoid of emotion, and even though it didn't show any emotion except for the clenching of his jaw, the warmth left and a chilling darkness began settling in his gaze with their every step.

Looks like I'm not the only one whose day is ruined.

Now, in front of us stood the incredible singer Haru Nakamura, with such a bright smile that it would blind the person opposite him. Anant Mathur had a neutral face, and if he was here, there was a likely probability of someone else coming, too.

"Namaste, Mr Haru Nakamura, Welcome to India. I hope your ride is smooth."

Rudra welcomed Haru with a small smile while maintaining professionalism. Even though I don't know his sudden change in mood, there must be something. Is it because of Anant Mathur?

"Namaste, Mr Rudraksh Agnihotri, thank you for your warm welcome, the ride was smooth. It's good to be here, India has always fascinated me, especially the people here, warm and nice.", Haru replied brightly when he gazed at me and showed me his infamous eye smile.

Whoa! Now I know why girls are insane for him even men!

"It's great to hear coming from you, I am sure your fans must be excited about your tour in India."

"Yeah, I came here because my first-ever fan called for me. Their sincerity truly won my heart, and I could not stop coming here. You gave me the perfect opportunity to do so, and I am deeply grateful to you." He remarked with such sincerity that anyone would melt, let alone Rudra, a big softie.

Rudra was going to respond with something when,

"Good Morning, Mr Rudraksh Agnihotri, I am Anant Mathur, Mr Haru Nakamura's agent appointed by his agency in India." the man beside him introduced himself.

One thing a person should know about Rudra is that he hates being intervened in between, and this is not a good sign when his left eye starts to twitch. Even though it's very subtle, I can already sense the coldness in the air but then he smiles, a cold one.

"I would like to introduce you to someone, this is my beautiful wife, Mrs Samyuktha Rudraksh Agnihotri, and also a member of the cinematography team of this project."