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Samiksha walked into class feeling more confused than ever. Abeer’s sudden possessiveness yesterday had left her mind in chaos.

She had spent the entire night replaying the scene—his sharp tone, his intense stare, the way he dismissed Rohit so effortlessly.

Was he actually jealous?

No. Impossible. He didn’t even like her like that.

But then why did it feel like he was claiming her in some way?

She sighed and slumped into her seat. Aarohi, who was sitting beside her, nudged her arm.

"Still thinking about Abeer?" Aarohi whispered teasingly.

Samiksha shot her a glare. "I’m thinking about how to kill you."

Aarohi snickered. "Oh, come on! It’s obvious he didn’t like seeing you with Rohit."

"He doesn’t care," Samiksha muttered. "He just… doesn’t like Rohit."

Aarohi raised an eyebrow. "Uh-huh. Sure."

Before Samiksha could argue, the teacher walked in, and the class settled down.

But even as the lecture started, her mind was somewhere else.

Or rather, on someone else.

In the lunch break Abeer, Vidyut, Aarohi and Samiksha sat at their usual table.

But today, there was a weird shift in energy.

Abeer was ignoring Samiksha.

Not in a direct way, but in a way that made it very clear.

He talked to Vidyut, joked with Aarohi, but whenever Samiksha spoke, he barely reacted.

It was infuriating.

She was used to being awkward around him, but now he was acting distant?

She took a deep breath, trying to push away the irritation.

"So, Abeer, are you playing in the upcoming football match?" Aarohi asked.

Abeer nodded. "Yeah. Coach wants me to captain this time."

"That’s great!" Aarohi beamed.

Samiksha, feeling left out, decided to chime in.

"You always play well," she said quietly.

Abeer simply nodded, not even looking at her.

That was it..

Just a nod.

Samiksha clenched her jaw. What was his problem?!

Aarohi, sensing the tension, smirked to herself. Oh, this was interesting.

On the other side of the table, Vidyut was trying to enjoy his lunch in peace.

But, of course, Aarohi had other plans.

"So, Vidyut," Aarohi started sweetly, "I heard you failed your physics test."

Vidyut scowled. "I didn’t fail. I just didn’t get full marks."

Aarohi gasped dramatically. "Oh no, only 60%? That’s tragic!"

Vidyut gritted his teeth. "Aarohi, I swear—"

"But don’t worry," Aarohi continued, ignoring him. "I can tutor you! I’m a genius, after all."

Vidyut scoffed. "Yeah, a demon genius."

Aarohi batted her eyelashes. "Aww, Vidyut, you think I’m smart?"

Vidyut groaned. "You’re unbearable."

Aarohi grinned. "You love it."

Vidyut muttered something under his breath and focused on his food, trying to ignore the smug look on her face.

Samiksha was walking toward the parking lot when she felt someone fall into step beside her.

Rohit.

She sighed internally.

"Hey," he greeted.

"Hi," she said flatly.

"You never showed up for practice," Rohit said, looking at her curiously.

Samiksha hesitated. "I… had extra classes."

"Really?" Rohit raised an eyebrow. "Or was it because of Abeer?"

Samiksha’s breath hitched. "What?"

Rohit smirked. "Come on, Samiksha. He practically claimed you yesterday."

Her face burned. "He did not."

"Then why did you listen to him?"

She had no answer.

Rohit chuckled. "Relax, I’m just messing with you. But hey, if Abeer isn’t interested, maybe I should be."

Samiksha blinked. "What?"

"Let’s go out sometime," Rohit said casually. "You seem fun."

Before she could process his words, someone yanked her away.

A very familiar someone.

Abeer.

His grip on her wrist was firm but not harsh, and his eyes were stormy.

"She’s not going out with you," Abeer said flatly.

Rohit chuckled. "And why not?"

Abeer’s jaw clenched. "Because she doesn’t want to."

Samiksha stared at Abeer, her heart pounding.

Since when did he decide that for her?

Rohit smirked. "Interesting. Well, Samiksha, if you do want to, let me know."

With that, he walked away, leaving an awkward silence behind.

Abeer let go of her wrist but didn’t meet her eyes.

Samiksha finally snapped.

"Why do you care?" she blurted.

Abeer didn’t answer.

"WHY DO YOU CARE!" she pressed.

Finally, he looked at her. "Because he’s not good for you."

Samiksha folded her arms. "And how do you know that?"

Abeer exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "I just do."

She wanted to argue more, but the way his eyes looked at her—so intense, so conflicted—made her breath hitch.

Before she could say anything else, Vidyut called out.

"Samiksha! Let’s go!"

She took a step back, still staring at Abeer.

Then, without another word, she turned and walked away.

Abeer stood there, watching her go, his own thoughts in turmoil.

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Avya Maheshwari stormed into her new office, muttering curses under her breath.

"Why him?!"

She had been so excited about this job—until she realized that her new boss was none other than Ekansh Rajvansh.

Of all the companies in the world, why did it have to be his?

She sat at her desk, fuming.

Just then, her phone buzzed.

It was a message from Ekansh.

Ekansh: "Meeting in 10 minutes. Don’t be late."

Avya scoffed. "Ugh, of course he’s going to be an annoying boss."

She grabbed her files and stomped toward the conference room.

This job was going to be interesting.

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Abeer Rajvansh was not the type to get distracted.

But lately, Samiksha Maheshwari was proving to be an exception.

He leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his hair as he replayed the events from earlier.

Rohit had asked her out.

And she hadn’t immediately said no.

That shouldn’t have bothered him. But it did.

He knew Rohit. The guy was all charm on the surface but had zero depth underneath. Samiksha wasn’t just some random girl—she was his best friend’s little sister. Someone he had practically grown up seeing at family gatherings, at school, at festivals.

And yet, lately, she wasn’t just Vidyut’s sister to him anymore.

She was Samiksha.

Shy and awkward around him but fierce with everyone else.

Soft-spoken but with a hidden fire in her eyes when she argued.

Someone who made his carefully structured world feel a little too chaotic.

And chaos wasn’t something Abeer Rajvansh liked.

He had always been the calm one. The serious one. The dependable one.

So why did she make him feel like he was losing control?

He let out a frustrated sigh.

He had snapped at Rohit before he even had time to think. The possessiveness in his tone had surprised even him.

Did he have feelings for her?

No.

Yes?

God. This was a mess.

But one thing was clear.

He didn’t like the idea of her with someone else.

Samiksha sat on her bed, hugging a pillow, her heart still racing from earlier.

Abeer had been jealous.

Or at least, that’s what it looked like.

But Abeer Rajvansh didn’t get jealous. He wasn’t the kind of guy who cared about these things.

So then why had he looked so furious when Rohit asked her out?

Aarohi’s words from earlier rang in her head.

"It’s obvious he didn’t like seeing you with Rohit."

Was it possible?

Did he actually feel something for her?

Or was she just overthinking everything?

She groaned, flopping onto her bed. Why was he like this?!

Why couldn’t he either like her back or just stay indifferent instead of confusing her like this?

A knock on her door interrupted her thoughts.

"Come in," she called.

Vidyut walked in, raising an eyebrow at her dramatic position. "What’s wrong with you?"

Oh, you know, just falling for your best friend while trying not to die from the emotional rollercoaster he’s putting me on.

"Nothing," she lied.

Vidyut narrowed his eyes. "You’re thinking too much. Did something happen at school?"

She shook her head quickly. "Nope. Everything’s fine."

He didn’t seem convinced but let it go. "Anyway, I’m ordering pizza. And I know tujh jesi hapsi insaan kabhi mana nahi karegi."

Samiksha nodded absentmindedly.

Her mind was still stuck on Abeer.

She needed answers.

And soon.

The next morning, Samiksha walked into class, determined to figure out where she stood with Abeer.

She spotted him at his desk, talking to a couple of his friends.

For a moment, she hesitated.

Then, gathering every ounce of courage, she walked over.

"Abeer," she said, standing next to him.

He turned to her, his expression unreadable. "Yeah?"

There was no warmth in his tone.

No teasing.

Just calm indifference.

Her heart sank a little.

She hated that she had no idea what he was thinking.

"About yesterday—"

"It doesn’t matter," he interrupted smoothly.

She blinked. "What?"

"Rohit," he said, his voice carefully neutral. "It’s your decision. I overstepped."

Her stomach twisted.

That was not what she wanted to hear.

"So… you don’t care?" she asked slowly.

His jaw clenched, but his face remained passive. "No, I don’t."

Liar.

He was lying.

She could see it in the way his fingers tapped restlessly on the table.

But if he wanted to pretend like it didn’t matter, then fine.

Two could play this game.

"Good," she said with a forced smile. "Because I am considering it."

She wasn’t.

But the way his eyes darkened for a second told her that he didn’t like hearing it.

She turned on her heel and walked away, feeling his gaze on her back.

If he wasn’t going to acknowledge whatever was happening between them…

Then neither would she.

For now.

Vidyut Maheshwari was minding his own business when he felt an ice-cold bottle being pressed against his neck.

He yelped. "What the hell?!"

Aarohi grinned innocently. "Oh, fuddu Darr gaya?"

Vidyut glared. "Are you twelve?"

Aarohi shrugged. "You looked too serious. Had to fix that."

Vidyut rolled his eyes. "You’re so annoying."

"You love it," she said with a smirk.

"Not even in your dreams," he shot back.

But before she could retort, the bell rang.

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Avya Maheshwari was on the verge of quitting.

It had barely been a day, and she was already ready to murder her boss.

Ekansh Rajvansh was infuriating.

"Miss Maheshwari," his deep voice rang out as he entered the office.

She gritted her teeth. "Yes, sir?"

He smirked. "Why do you look like you’re plotting my downfall?"

She huffed. "Because I might be."

He chuckled. "Good. Keep it interesting."

She groaned. "Why are you like this?"

He leaned against the desk, studying her. "Like what?"

"Infuriating," she snapped.

Ekansh tilted his head. "And yet, you haven’t quit."

Avya narrowed her eyes. "Don’t tempt me."

Ekansh smirked. "Wouldn’t dream of it."

This job was going to be hell.

But a very entertaining one.

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