13. Part - 13

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As the music pulsed through the air, Santu and Rajat swirled in a dance. Santu's movements were fluid, but the discomfort on her face was undeniable. She tried to maintain the act, but Rajat's advances were making it harder by the second. He leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear.

Rajat (smiling suggestively): Tum to bahut aachi dancer ho sweetheart. Tumhe to mujhe apna fan bna liya.

Santu stiffened at his touch, but kept her expression neutral, her heart racing. She glanced subtly towards Karishma, who was hidden behind a curtain in her waiter uniform, watching intently.

Santu (muttering to herself, under her breath): " Shaant santu , kuch nahi hua hai .....tum ye kar skti ho

Karishma, on the other hand, kept her eyes fixed on them.

Karishma (on the phone, whispering): "Santu dhyaan do , hum yahi hai , ghabrayo mat , bahut achaa kr rahi ho tum , bus aise hi krti raho...

Santu nodded faintly, though Rajat's presence was becoming overwhelming. He didn't stop; his hand slid a bit too low on her back, and Santu flinched.

Rajat (grinning): "You know, you should smile more. You look so much prettier when you do."

Santu (forcing a smile, maintaining her composure): "Thank you...

He leaned in again, his lips almost brushing against her cheek, and Santu took a deep breath, pushing him away slightly.

Santu (voice shaky but firm): "Tumhe nahi lagtaa tum bahut jydaa pass aa rahe ho , mujhe ye sab pasand nahi hai "

Rajat (chuckling,): "Ah, come on... I'm just getting to know you better." Aise hi to hum aur close aayengee na..

As Rajat spoke, Santu could feel her pulse pounding in her ears. She was so close to losing herself, but she couldn't let it show. She glanced briefly at the mini-camera hidden on her dress.

In the jeep, Haseena watched the entire exchange from a monitor, eyes narrowed in concentration

Haseena (on the phone, whispering): "Santu, bus thodi der aur ....

Karishma (mutters): "mann to kr raha hai is ladke ko abhi 1 kantaap lagaye , aur iski saari akal thikaane laga de ....

Haseena(sternly) - shaant karishma singh...aapko aapka time milegaa.. abhi aap gusse me koi kadam nahi lengi...is that clear.

Karishma clenched her fist and whispers - pta nahi kaha fas gye hum, lag raha hai police thane me nahi kisi nukkad natak me kaam krte hai....

Haseena rolled her eyes, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. Karishma's constant taunts had become a familiar comfort, a reminder that despite the challenges they faced, they were in this together.
But her headache was a different story , it's persistent throbbing making it hard for her to concentrate .

Rajat leaned closer to Santu again, his voice lowered to a whisper

Rajat (in a low whisper): "Kyu na is party ko thoda aur majedarr banaya jaye ....ek drink ho jaye..?

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 18 ⏰

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