A Mafia + Businessman
A Cunning + Sly Police Officer
A Simple Girl
NOTE:
This story is based on the Series IMMJ 2 but I will just change the name of the characters........
What will happen when a girl who loves the police officer but that officer d...
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After discussing all the things related to party Nikhil's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he surveyed the themes, decoration, and all other things.
Nikhil: Mrs. Shergill and Ms. Kajal, this is so amazing. Now I am sure maine koi galti nahi ki aapko as a party planner hire kar ke
He remarked, a smile spreading across his face. All the girls beamed with pride at his words.
Turning to Manyata, Nikhil inquired
Nikhil: Aap log kab aayenge to organize all the things?
Manyata: (paused for a moment, considering the tight schedule) Aap bata dijiye hum tab aa jaayenge, but since party mein time kam hai and kaam bahut zayada, so I prefer ki hum kal se hi kaam shuru kare
She replied with determination.
Nikhil and Samarthya both nodded in agreement.
Nikhil: Okay, main aapko address send kar dunga. Aap aa jaana
He assured them.
Kajal and Manyata exchanged nods before rising from their seats.
As they prepared to leave, Nikhil couldn't help but feel a pang of reluctance.
He wanted to spend more time with them, especially with Maithili, but he knew he had to tread carefully.
Suppressing his urge, Nikhil maintained his composure.
He reminded himself that rushing things could lead to misunderstandings, especially with someone as innocent as Maithili.
Meanwhile, Raghavi observed Samarthya, wanting to strike up a conversation, but sensing his brooding demeanor, she sighed inwardly.
With a final exchange of pleasantries, the group bid their farewells and made their way out of the office, leaving behind an air of anticipation for the upcoming festivities.
As the evening descended upon the Shergill mansion, the warm glow of lights welcomed the girls back home.
Pavitra, standing by the grand staircase, looked eagerly at their arrival.
Pavitra: Where were you guys?
She inquired, curiosity twinkling in her eyes.
Manyata: (exchanged a glance with the others before explaining) Mom, actually hum shopping karne ke baad Mr. Randhawa ke office gaye thay.
Pavitra's brows furrowed slightly, processing the information.
Pavitra: Mr. Randhawa as in Nikhil Randhawa?
She asked, seeking confirmation.
Manyata: (nodded with a smile) Yes, Mom. He is one of our clients. Hume unke yaha party organize karne jaana hai
