A member of the mafia, Nawab, falls prey to the temptation of wooing a woman during a mission outside Mumbai. Under the identity of Manik Malhotra, he meets Nandini Murthy, a walking-talking panic button, and feels undeniable attraction for her.
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"Waise, what were you guys doing in the dark?" Soha meant it as a genuine question, knowing that the guy she was with was actually Manik... the guy who had once upon a time taken advantage of her while she was in a vulnerable state. Why – after all that – would she get stuck in some place with him?
If she had to be honest, the dark house was what panicked her and Navya further when they saw the same cab Nandini had boarded some time that day, lacking a battery in the engine bay, parked outside the building.
"Soooohaaaa... what an inappropriate question to ask one very handsome man in his... prime years... and one very –"
A huffing Manik strode angrily towards him, and if he didn't, Soha was surely one step away from scolding him about being sleazy with her friend. Even if he was gay and otherwise a comic relief for the gang over the past hour, that was no way to talk about a woman, least of all one who was in no way related to him.
"Cabir, shut it, or else I will..." He swore that he would snap his friend's neck, without even thinking twice about his friend's dreams – about living a happy life in a country where gay marriage was legal and he and his partner could travel to his heart's content.
Thinking about those beautiful dreams of Cabir's shattering as well, he quickly rectified the situation, "Oh, I'm so very sorry for crossing the line, you see I have no social awareness..."
"Woh toh dikh hi raha hai," Navya spat, making faces at Cabir.
He got back at her by imitating her squeaky 'Harshadji, Harshadji' chant, which soon iced everyone in the room.
"Too soon, sorry about that, but that reminds me... we should get going from here," He appeared uncomfortable as he apologised. It had been purely unintentional and he genuinely felt remorse for probing the Ranbir Kapoor fangirl's tear ducts.
Soha, on realising her closest friend was completely in the dark about the matter, filled Nandini in with, "There's talk all over town about this place."
The news alerted Nandini, and she happened to look in Manik's direction... who met her eyes midway. Mutually catching each other's delicate gaze, they both felt jitters.
She hadn't done anything to inform anyone, he knew that, and he hadn't been aware that a greater section of the community had known of the house, she knew that. They were both on the same page about those things, and about a new and exciting sensation that overcame both Manik and Nandini.
