MaNan from Kaisi yeh yaariaan.
Nandini and Manik were just teenagers when they met each other. Both of them belong to rival gangs, they don't meant to be together. But then love just happens and so they fell in love.
And again, they don't have every...
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"LET ME KILL THAT FUCKING MONSTER", Nandini yelled as they had to literally wrestle her out of the basement before she turns back and fires a bullet at him. Manik's cocky laugh that's echoing in the basement made it even more hard to drag her out.
Aryaman is glad Ridhi and other guards are outside, ready to help him from supporting Nandini's weight as his leg started to pain and he had to hold onto his cane tightly. There was an angry fuck and followed by more curses slipped out of Nandini's mouth as they got back to the elevator. And then Nandini went straight to her penthouse floor, maybe back to her room. He doesn't know.
The moment Junior Khurrana went to his own room on the tenth floor, he immediately sat down at his desk, downed a glass of whiskey as his leg started hurting a lot. That fucker was merciless with him, his thigh muscle got thrashed. He can walk now, but without the help of cane, doctor told him it may take more than a month and rehab. He hates Manik.
That fucker is insane.
He downed one more peg of whiskey as he sat in his chair and removed the black band around his wound as stretched his leg out under the desk. He is sweating, he doesn't know how does Nandini manages to do everything when she just woke up from almost death. She should be weak and sore, not recovered yet.
Even though Nandini is not bought up like him, she lived the gang life all those years. She knows a lot, she doesn't need training. She is much clever than him and knows how to play with rich people, how easily she got that Sheikh on her side is an example.
But she is not bright, no one is, in this world.
Nandini may not be a good fighter, but she makes it up with her strategic approaches and gaining upper hand. The only one alive from the family who created all this big syndicate. Yet she is not intimidated.
But Nandini Murthy has a weakness too. Only that hotheaded fucker has the power to drive her calm self off the grid.
He sipped onto his whiskey slowly as he got reminded of what happened. On that day, when Aryaman gained his conscious back and sat on the road with the difficulty, he is bleeding badly, he saw Nandini going at Manik with rage. Few more curses and that same sarcastic laugh echoing in the air as Manik took punches from Nandini.
Then some more profanities, he couldn't hear much because his mind is still blurry and his blood pooling on the road. The air is pungent as smoke is coming out from cars that are ruined, few are on already fire. All grey, ashes in the air, used bullets laying down with dead men and now useless guns, the sky getting gloomy even though it's still day time. It was like some apocalypse, everything ruined and in chaos.
Yet two of them were going at eachother like they are dancing among landmines.
With struggle, Aryaman leaned back to stay in sitting position as he took his phone out and sent a message. That's when it happened. On the other side, Manik pushed her away as she stood in shock, Aryaman has no idea what that guy must've said to her, to make her look pale like a dead ghost.
