CHAPTER14 [SHOWER]
Aarohi clenches her jaw.
“Haan, main nahi jaanti tumhe. (Yes, I don’t know you.)”
“Hato yahan se. (Move away.)”
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Vihaan’s eyes darken.
A dangerous smile forms.
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“Sach me? (Really?)”
“Yaad hai na… college me mere peeche ghooma karti thi tum. (You used to follow me in college.)”
“Aur ab keh rahi ho mujhe nahi jaanti? (And now you’re saying you don’t know me?)”
“Jhuti. (Liar.)”
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Aarohi’s expression hardens.
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“Tum chahte kya ho? (What do you want?)”
“Hato yahan se. (Move away.)”
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Vihaan steps even closer.
His voice drops—
Low.
Dangerous.
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“Tumhe. (You.)”
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Aarohi lets out a bitter laugh.
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“Accha mazaak hai. (Nice joke.)”
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Vihaan’s gaze sharpens.
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“Koi mazaak nahi hai. (This is not a joke.)”
“Haqeeqat hai. (It’s reality.)”
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Aarohi’s eyes fill with cold anger.
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“Galatfehmi hai tumhari. (You’re mistaken.)”
“Mujhe tumse sirf nafrat hai. (I only hate you.)”
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For a second—
Silence.
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Then—
Vihaan smirks.
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“Koi baat nahi. (That’s fine.)”
“Tum nafrat hi karo… (You can hate me…)”
“Pyar main kar lunga. (I’ll love you instead.)”
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Aarohi shakes her head.
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“Mujhe na tumhari… (I don’t need you…)”
“Na tumhare iss pyaar ki zaroorat hai. (Nor your love.)”
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She turns.
Starts to leave.
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But suddenly—
Vihaan grabs her wrist.
Pulls her back—
Hard.
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She stumbles straight into him.
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Before she can react—
His arm wraps around her waist.
Tightly.
Possessively.
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Aarohi struggles.
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“Chhodo mujhe! (Leave me!)”
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But his grip—
Doesn’t loosen.
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Instead—
Tightens.
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His face close to hers.
Breath warm.
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“Tumhe toh apna bana kar rahunga. (I will make you mine.)”
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Aarohi glares at him.
Unshaken.
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“Koshish kar lo. (Try all you want.)”
“Kuch nahi hoga. (Nothing will happen.)”
“Kyunki ab main wo nahi hoon… (Because I’m not that girl anymore…)”
“Jo tumhare peeche bhaagti thi. (Who used to run after you.)”
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A slow smirk spreads on Vihaan’s lips.
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“Chalo… (So…)”
“Tumne maana toh… (You admitted…)”
“Ke tum mujhe jaanti ho. (That you know me.)”
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He leans closer.
Whispers—
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“Ab bohot jald… (Very soon…)”
“Bilkul isi tarah… (Just like this…)”
“Tum meri baahon me hogi. (You’ll be in my arms.)”
“Meri bankar. (As mine.)”
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Aarohi pushes against his chest.
Trying to break free.
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But his arms—
Strong.
Unyielding.
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She can’t get out.
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And he—
Isn’t letting her go.
For a moment—
Silence hangs heavy between them.
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Then suddenly—
Vihaan lets go of her.
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Aarohi stumbles a step back.
Breathing heavily.
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Without another word—
Vihaan turns.
And walks straight into the washroom.
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Aarohi stands there.
Frozen.
Confused.
Angry.
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She runs a hand through her hair.
Trying to calm herself.
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“Yeh wapas meri life me kyun aaya… (Why did he come back into my life…)”
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Inside—
Water finally runs.
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Minutes pass.
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And then—
The shower stops.
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The door opens.
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Vihaan walks out.
Calm.
Composed.
As if nothing happened.
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His eyes go straight to her.
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He adjusts his sleeves.
And then says—
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“Tumhe ek chance deta hoon. (I’m giving you a chance.)”
“Pyaar se meri ho jao. (Become mine willingly.)”
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Aarohi’s expression turns cold instantly.
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“Ho gaya na shower? (Done with your shower?)”
“Toh jao yahan se. (Then leave.)”
“Aur laut kar meri zindagi me wapas mat aana. (And don’t come back into my life again.)”
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Vihaan chuckles softly.
Dark.
Dangerous.
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“Sweetheart…”
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He steps closer.
Eyes locked onto hers.
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“Vihaan Singhania jab kisi cheez ko chahta hai na… (When Vihaan Singhania wants something…)”
“Toh use har jagah se tod deta hai… (He breaks every barrier…)”
“Aur use apna bana leta hai. (And makes it his.)”
“Chahe wo kuch bhi ho. (No matter what it is.)”
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Aarohi doesn’t flinch.
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Vihaan leans slightly closer.
Voice drops to a whisper—
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“Aur dusri baat… (And one more thing…)”
“Ab main nahi… (Now not me…)”
“Tum aaogi mere paas. (You will come to me.)”
“Khud. (On your own.)”
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Aarohi lets out a dry laugh.
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“Itne bade sapne mat dekha karo, Mr. Singhania. (Don’t dream so big, Mr. Singhania.)”
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Before he can say anything—
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BANG!
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She slams the door shut—
Right on his face.
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Inside—
Aarohi leans against the door.
Eyes closed.
Heart racing.
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Outside—
Vihaan stands still.
For a second.
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Then—
A slow smirk appears.
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Now I am excited for the next part.
Bye everyone.
Wait for next part.