Pakhi : A Prostitute

CHAPTER : 18

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This chapter contains 18+ content . So read it at your own risk .

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Author's Pov

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Avni had been attempting to converse with him for several days.

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Avni poured her heart into persuading Amrit, but he remained indifferent, brushing aside her efforts. She yearned for just a moment of conversation, a fleeting glimpse of his presence, yet the day stretched on without his appearance. Despite her anticipation, he remained elusive, leaving her longing for his elusive company.

Avni's relentless wait, devoid of sustenance and hydration, began to take its toll on her well-being.

Once again, she found herself perched in the conference's antechamber, her heart aflutter with anticipation.

As dusk descended and the meeting concluded, Amrit emerged, his gaze sweeping past her without a flicker of recognition.

Desperation propelled Avni to pursue him, yet he remained unmoved, the warmth and tenderness that once graced his eyes now replaced by an indifferent void.

"Amrit mana humari galti thi par kya aap ek bar humne mil bhi nahi sakte ? ” She murmurs and tears fall from her eyes.

" Nahi dekha Jaa Raha tumhe ase but I can't face ki tum mujhse piyar nahi karti . Ab tumhara mujhse dur rhena hi thik hai avni,” he mumbles, looking at her through the car mirror, his smile carrying a depth of emotion.

He drives the car away, leaving her standing forlornly at the entrance. With a dejected sigh, she trudges back into the office, dialing Ryan's number with trembling fingers.

"Bhaiii!" she wails into the phone, her voice echoing with a mix of sadness and desperation.

"Avni, don't cry. Tell me what happened? Bass roo mat bacche, I am here na, batao," Ryan's voice crackles with concern, his attempt at comfort interspersed with a hint of humor.

"Nahi ki unhone baat. And my head is paining a lot. I don't know kya karu," she sniffles, her words punctuated by sobs.

"Hmm. Listen, I have planned something for you. I am sending you the location; come here, and we will plan something to convince him," Ryan declares, his tone shifting from sympathetic to determined, injecting a spark of hope into Avni's despondent mood.

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She ascends to the hotel rooftop where Ryan and Shiv await her, the twinkling lights and fragrant flowers creating a magical ambiance.

"Bhai, yeh sab?" she questions, her eyes wide with surprise.

"Avni, I can't bear to see you crying like this, and Amrit Bhai bhi bohot pain mein hai. I will send him here, and you just have to confess your feelings to him. And this time, no mistake," Ryan explains, gently patting her head. Avni embraces him tightly, tears of gratitude mingling with her relief. "Mere dono bhai kitne acche hai," she whispers.

"Dono?" Shiv interjects, his voice tinged with shock. "Miss Avni, this idea is mine. Ryan, hatna zara, tu kyun credit kha raha hai mera, maine plan kiya sab," Shiv protests, sparking a playful argument between the two.

"Mere tino bhai bohot acche hai," she declares, pulling them both into a warm embrace, a genuine smile gracing her face after what feels like an eternity.