#PREVIOYSLY KNOWN AS SECRET MARRIAGE (ANUPRE FF)
First story please tolerate my tuti futi english
THIS STORY HAVE SHOTS REGARDING BIGG BOSS BUT IN PARICA VERSION
The heavy glass doors slid open with a metallic hiss as the high-pitched, mechanical sound of the Bigg Boss warning buzzer echoed through the entire courtyard. The garden area had been completely transformed into an open-air arena. In the center stood two massive industrial currency-printing prop machines, hooked up to high-powered wind blowers. Thick boundaries marked the parameters of Team A and Team B's respective locker zones. Manik walked out onto the turf, slowly lowering Prerna from his back.
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The playful, adoring smile he had carried just moments ago inside the bedroom vanished into thin air, replaced by a cold, calculating intensity. He rolled up the sleeves of his white t-shirt, his broad shoulders and height giving him an imposing aura that instantly commanded the space. Beside him, Prerna adjusted her Dress, her eyes scanning the field. The childish carefree demeanor was gone; the presence of her team and the sight of her opponents brought out a sharp, focused glint in her eyes.
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"Mani,"she whispered, stepping close to his side. "Look at Bajaj. He's been talking to Shalin and Paras near the lockers the entire time. They're going to target our printing machine the moment the wind blowers start."
Manik didn't look down at her, his eyes fixed firmly on the opposite end of the yard."Let them try, Preu. You stick close to Shivangi and Tejasswi near our locker. Your only job is to collect whatever hits the ground and secure it. Leave the air to me."
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