“Ye right turn aapko bohot zyada wrong padega, Mr. Luthra…” Swatakshi’s lips curve into a slow smirk. “Bas media wahan time pe aa jaye… phir dekho kaise main apna mellow drama shuru karti hoon.”
“Go, sweetheart…” Someone whispers. “Main hamesha tumhare saath hoon.”
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