"There have been some… threats," he admitted cautiously. "Someone seems to be after me, for reasons I don't understand. That's why there was an… incident yesterday."Dr. Sudha's eyes widened in alarm. "Threats? What kind of threats?" She looked around the room, her gaze flitting to the windows and doors as if searching for a hidden danger."I'm not sure," Reyansh hedgedAs everyone settled onto the couches, Saarayu emerged from the kitchen carrying a steaming pot of coffee and a tray of mugs. The tension in the room was palpable, a mix of concern and curiosity hanging heavy in the air.Dr. Sudha reached out and took a sip of the coffee Saarayu offered, sending her a grateful smile. "Thank you, dear," she murmured. Then, turning back to Reyansh, she continued, "There's something you should know, Reyansh. Back in our college days, as part of a cultural activity to win prize money, I approached your parents for an interview. Your father, a brilliant businessman they said, and your
Avi's lower lip trembled, her eyes flitting between Saarayu's reassuring smile and Dr. Sudha's kind but unfamiliar face. The promise of ice cream was tempting, a sweet reward, but leaving Saarayu's side was a daunting prospect. Sensing Avi's hesitation, Saarayu knelt before her. "It'll just be for a little while, my little love," she explained, tucking a stray curl behind Avi's ear. "Dr. Sudha is a very nice lady, and she'll take good care of you. Besides, wouldn't you like to see the ducks at the park? They might even share their bread crumbs with you!" The image of fluffy ducks and yummy treats sparked a flicker of curiosity in Avi's eyes. The fear of the unknown began to recede, replaced by the allure of a new adventure. Reyansh watched the exchange, a silent understanding dawning on him. He saw the love and care Saarayu showered on Avi, the way she could soothe the little girl's anxieties with a simple word or a playful promise. He knew, in that moment, that Avi had found
"Who is this little angel, Sudha?" he rasped, his voice weak but filled with a hint of amusement.Dr. Sudha knelt beside the couch, placing a hand on Avi's head. "This, Raghu," she explained, her voice filled with tenderness, "is Avi. The little one I told you about from Reyansh's place."Avi, ever the social butterfly, approached Dr. Raghu cautiously, her gaze flitting between his kind eyes and the unfamiliar surroundings. She shyly extended a chubby hand towards him, a silent question hanging in the air.Dr. Raghu's smile softened further. He reached out and gently grasped Avi's tiny fingers in his own, his touch light and careful. A wave of warmth washed over him, a sense of unexpected connection with this curious child."Well, hello there, Avi," he croaked, his voice barely a whisper. "It's very nice to meet you.""Well, hello there, Avi," he croaked, his voice barely a whisper. "It's very nice to meet you."In that quiet moment, a connection sparked. Dr. Raghu, recovering from a
Back in their own apartment, the familiar buzz of the city seeped in through the open windows. Saarayu busied herself in the kitchen, the rhythmic clinking of pots and pans a comforting sound. A mischievous glint flickered in her eyes as she glanced towards the living room, where Avi sat sprawled on a colorful play mat, surrounded by a sea of scattered toys. "Well, miss adventurer," Saarayu said in a mock-stern tone, her voice laced with playful reprimand, "you left me all alone today, didn't you?"Avi, momentarily distracted from her toys, looked up at Saarayu with wide, innocent eyes. A tiny frown creased her forehead, her lower lip trembling ever so slightly. "Mamma no happy?" she babbled, her voice barely a whisper.Saarayu couldn't help but melt at the sight. Hiding a smile behind her hand, she walked towards Avi and scooped her up in a hug. The warmth of the little girl's body pressed against hers filled Saarayu with a sense of unexpected affection."Oh, you silly goose,"
Reaching her desk, Swati began settling in. A quick glance through the glass window revealed her handsome new boss engrossed in his work. "So, he can watch me too, can he?" she mused with a slight shrug, a hint of amusement playing on her lips. Having witnessed his preference for black coffee and a set lunch break schedule, she decided, "Black coffee, then." With that, she headed towards the reception to meet Kavya."Hello," Swati greeted with a smile."Hi there! Swati, I presume?" Kavya instantly extended a hand, a dimple flashing in her cheek as she smiled. "I'm Kavya, welcome to Malhotra Designs!"Swati returned the handshake, her own smile warm and genuine. "Kavya, can I call you by your name?" she inquired politely."Absolutely, that's what I'm here for," Kavya replied, putting Swati at ease.Great," Swati continued. "Kavya, speaking of which, it seems like it's about time for Mr. Malhotra's black coffee." She glanced at her watch.Kavya nodded. "Right you are. Black coffee, no s
When Swath i struggled to reach the files, the urge to help her was almost overwhelming. But he held himself back. He didn't want to appear weak, especially not in front of her. He knew she'd likely heard the rumors – rumors about his coldness, his aloofness. It was a carefully crafted persona, a shield built after witnessing the vultures descend upon him after his parents' deaths. He let her perceive him as the uncaring boss, a role he'd perfected. The sight of her dragging the chair, her face paling under his gaze, had been a silent comedy. He knew she was nervous, probably intimidated by his reputation. And yet, there was a determination in her eyes that intrigued him. When she'd finally retrieved the file, her triumphant "Yes!" was like a burst of sunshine in the sterile confines of his office. It was a stark contrast to the calculated actions of his past assistants, one of whom he recalled feigning a fall for a touch. Now, watching her through the glass window, completely engro
Releasing her hand, the man continued, "Kavya was telling me about you. It's lunchtime, come on, I'll introduce you to the crew." His smile was genuine, disarming the tension that had settled in the air.Sruthi returned the smile, then flicked a glance at Arun. He remained rooted to the spot, observing their interaction. Catching her eye, the man spoke again, this time addressing Arun. "Bhai," he said simply, as if informing him of his intention to take Sruthi to the cafeteria.Arun responded with a curt nod, then retreated to his cabin. Sruthi found it difficult to decipher his nature from that single gesture, although his usual demeanor leaned towards the curt and impersonal."Come on," the man said gently, his voice a welcome contrast to Arun's clipped tones."Yeah, just a minute," Sruthi replied. She quickly locked her computer and grabbed her purse, ready to follow him.Sruthi nodded at Anand. "Just a minute," she said, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she locked her com
Anand's hand gently grasped Swati's. "You know, Swati," he began, his voice sincere, "the moment we saw you, we knew you were going to be part of the gang. No matter what, we felt comfortable enough to share things with you." He glanced around the table, his smile genuine.Swati's eyes welled up, touched by their acceptance. "You guys are kidding, right? I haven't felt this way... so at ease... like I've known you all forever. I'd love to be a part of this amazing group." Tears threatened to spill over, but she managed a radiant smile."Okay, okay, let's hold on to the waterworks," Karan interjected playfully, ever the mood-lifter. "Change of subject, Swati, where are you staying now? Hostel, of course, but which one?"Swati chuckled, the tension broken by his usual antics. Their lunch arrived just then, Karan having preemptively placed their orders. As they dug in, Swati continued, "Working Women's Hostel."Deepali and Kavya bolted upright in their chairs. "No way!" they exclaimed in