The night in Manali was serene, the cold mountain air whispering softly against the windows of the luxurious honeymoon suite. Inside, the warmth of love and passion filled the room as Rajeev and Gowthami made love, their connection deepening with every tender touch and whispered word. Exhaustion finally overtook them in the early hours, and they fell asleep in each other’s arms, their bodies entwined in a peaceful slumber.
The room was silent, save for the gentle sounds of their breathing and the distant hum of the night. The soft glow of moonlight filtering through the curtains cast a delicate silver light over their resting forms. Suddenly, the tranquility was shattered. A figure, shrouded in darkness and wearing a menacing mask, slipped silently into the room. His movements were calculated, driven by a storm of emotions. As his eyes fell upon Rajeev and Gowthami, asleep and vulnerable, a wave of fury washed over him. The sight of their inGowthami woke up suddenly, her heart racing and her body covered in a sheen of sweat. Her breath came in quick, shallow gasps as the remnants of her nightmare clung to her consciousness. She sat up in bed, her eyes wide with fear, her mind struggling to distinguish between dream and reality. Her dark hair clung to her damp forehead, and her usually luminous brown eyes were clouded with residual terror.Her gaze fell on Rajeev, lying beside her, sleeping peacefully, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Relief washed over her as she realized that the horrific attack on him had been nothing more than a vivid, terrifying dream. She reached out a trembling hand to gently touch his face, reassuring herself that he was real, safe, and unharmed."It was just a dream," she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible in the quiet room. "Just a dream."She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. The room was dimly lit by the moonlight stre
The early morning light filtered softly through the curtains of the luxurious honeymoon suite, casting a gentle glow over the room. The suite was a picture of opulence, with its plush king-sized bed adorned with crisp white linens, an inviting seating area with velvet-upholstered chairs, and floor-to-ceiling windows offering breathtaking views of the Manali landscape. The pièce de résistance was the mini kitchen tucked away in a corner, equipped with sleek marble countertops, state-of-the-art appliances, and a shiny espresso machine. Rajeev and Abhi, already awake and feeling energetic, decided to surprise their wives with freshly brewed coffee. They quietly made their way to the mini kitchen, careful not to disturb the peaceful slumber of Gowthami and Sashi. The mini kitchen was a marvel of modern design. It featured a compact yet efficient layout, with high-end stainless steel appliances, a built-in coffee maker, and a selection of gourmet
As the couples enjoyed their breakfast at one of Manali’s most renowned hotels, the table was filled with the delicious aroma of local dishes. Plates of sidu, a traditional Himachali bread stuffed with poppy seeds, and bowls of fresh fruit, yogurt, and honey adorned the table. Rajeev, Gowthami, Abhi, and Sashi chatted and laughed, savoring the rich flavors and the vibrant ambiance of the restaurant. In the midst of this cheerful scene, Abhi’s phone buzzed on the table. He glanced at the caller ID, and his face instantly paled. The lively conversation at the table faded into the background as a wave of panic washed over him. His usually composed demeanor crumbled, replaced by a tense and anxious expression. Sashi, sitting next to him, noticed the abrupt change. She looked at Abhi with concern, her brow furrowing as she leaned closer to see the screen. The name flashing on the display was enough to make her heart skip a beat: Gurdee
The phone rang again, breaking the temporary peace that had settled after Abhi's earlier call with Gurdeep. This time, however, Abhi's reaction was noticeably different. He glanced at the caller ID with a sense of relief, his shoulders relaxing as he recognized the number. He looked at Sashi, expecting her to help, but she surprised him by refusing outright. "I'm not going to lie to your father," Sashi declared firmly, a playful glint in her eyes as she teased Abhi about handling his own affairs. The exchange between them was lighthearted yet tinged with an underlying tension. Abhi's expression shifted from surprise to mild irritation at Sashi's refusal. He shot her an annoyed look before excusing himself to take the call. As he stepped away, a sense of unease settled over the table, and Rajeev and Gowthami exchanged concerned glances. "It seems like something's bothering them," Gowthami remarked quietly, her brow furrow
Sashi gently tugged on Abhi's sleeve, her voice barely above a whisper as she pressed him for details. "What were you talking about with Dad ?" she asked, her curiosity and concern evident in her tone. Abhi leaned in slightly, his expression thoughtful. "Do you remember the message I sent to Dad on the day we traveled to Manali?" he asked, his eyes meeting hers with a hint of anticipation. Sashi furrowed her brow, trying to recall the specifics. She remembered Abhi sending a text message to Gurdeep, but she hadn't paid much attention to the content. "I remember you sent a message, but I didn't see what it said," she admitted, her curiosity now piqued. With a knowing smile, Abhi pulled out his phone and navigated to the message. He handed the phone to Sashi, allowing her to read the words that had evidently caused such a stir. As Sashi read the message, her eyes widened in shock. The color drained from her face
Rajeev leaned back in his chair, a curious smile playing on his lips. "So, what mess did Abhi create this time to make you so angry, Sashi?" he asked, his tone light but genuinely curious. He had no idea what the issue was between them, but he was eager to find out. Sashi and Abhi exchanged a quick glance, immediately realizing that Rajeev was trying to pry into their secret. Abhi, always quick on his feet, flashed a charming smile and began to spin a tale. "Well, you see," Abhi started, leaning forward conspiratorially, "I might have accidentally agreed to host a party for one of Sashi's friends without really thinking it through. And it turns out that the party date clashes with an important work deadline for her. So now, she's mad because I'm making her juggle both." Sashi played along, rolling her eyes for effect. "Yeah, and now I have to plan a party and meet a work deadline at the same time. It's typical Abhi, always getting us
After a hearty breakfast that filled them with energy and excitement, they gathered around a cozy table in the hotel's dining area to plan their day. The ambiance was cheerful, with sunlight filtering through the large windows, casting warm rays on the polished wooden table. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the tantalizing scent of freshly baked bread, creating an inviting atmosphere that fueled their anticipation for the day ahead. Seated comfortably, they spread out a map of Manali on the table, dotted with markers indicating the places they had already visited. Rajeev took the lead, tracing their route from yesterday and highlighting the remaining spots they hadn't explored yet. "We've covered Solang Valley and Hadimba Devi Temple. Today, let's head to Rohtang Pass," Rajeev suggested, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. Abhi nodded in agreement, his adventurous spirit eager for new
Rudra sat in his study, the shadows in the space reflecting the gloomy ideas that were bothering him. He kept playing back the last attack in the pitch-black cave, memorizing every detail. The words of Nand reverberated in his mind, serving as a continual reminder of the possible danger that may surround his son Rajeev. His son's safety was a constant source of anxiety for him, one that would not go away. The only sound in the room was the slight rustle of papers on his desk. Because he was aware of the danger that lingered in their surroundings, he was very concerned for his son Rajeev. As Rudra pondered these troubling thoughts, the door creaked open and Nand stepped into the room. He paused, observing Rudra's furrowed brow and distant gaze. It didn't take long for Nand to surmise what was weighing on Rudra's mind. He knew his old friend well, and the current situation left little room for doubt. "Are you thinking about Rajeev?" Nand asked, bre