In the bathroom ✨

She locked the door and cried hard, her shoulders shaking.

The red dress felt too tight, the slit too revealing, everything too much.

After a few minutes, she wiped her tears, took a deep breath, and patted some powder on her face to hide the redness.

She looked in the mirror — eyes still a little swollen, but she forced a small smile.

“Ajj kian ka birthday hai mujhe mood acah rakhna chahiye ”.

She couldn’t let anyone see she was broken.

When she came out, it was time for the cake cutting.

In the villa hall ✨

Everyone was gathered around the big stage, clapping and cheering for Kian.

One by one, people gave him gifts — expensive watches, perfumes, and fancy boxes.

Mini’s hands trembled as she stepped forward with her small wrapped gift.

“Kian ise dekha kr bass thoda smile kr de mera gift itna expansive tho nhi .”

It was the simple silver watch she had saved 5,000 rupees for.

Kian took the gift, opened it, and his smile faded a little.

He looked at her with a mix of surprise and disappointment.

Mini asked “tumhe gift pasand nhi aya”.

“Mini… how can you spend money like this? I don’t want any gift. At least you are my best friend. I know your financial condition.”

Mini’s heart sank. She wanted to tell him it was from her own savings, that she worked extra shifts for it.

But before she could speak, Kian continued,

“You already have to pay for this rented dress…”

Mini’s voice came out small. “This dress is mine… someone gifted it to me.”

Kian frowned. “Who?. Don't need lia”.

That one word broke her heart completely.

The way he asked — suspicious, almost accusing — made her feel small and cheap.

She couldn’t answer. Her throat closed up.

Then Niharika walked in, looking perfect in an expensive gown.

She handed Kian a shiny box. “Happy birthday, Kian!”

Kian’s face lit up. He opened it happily — another beautiful watch. But the most expensive one (2 Crore).

He thanked her with a big smile and a hug.

This was the first time Mini felt and she didn’t belong here.

Everyone else’s gifts were accepted with joy. Hers made him uncomfortable.

Niharika looked at Mini and smiled sweetly, but her eyes were sharp.

“dam! so beautiful. Who is your father? I mean, of course one of the richest men in India. Are you Ahuja’s daughter who came from California?”

Mini’s voice was barely a whisper. “No…”

Kian quickly came and took Niharika’s hand.

“Let’s spend some time together.”

He ignored Mini completely, like she was nothing.

He walked away with Niharika, laughing and talking, leaving Mini standing alone in the crowd.

Aryansh’s dirty eyes kept scanning her body from a distance — her bare shoulders, her cleavage, the slit in her dress. She felt sick.

Her soft corner for Kian still hurt. Even though she knew she wasn’t his girlfriend, she couldn’t stop herself.

She secretly followed them.

Behind a quiet corner of the garden, she saw them.

Kian and Niharika were kissing.

Deep. Passionate. His hands on her waist, her arms around his neck.

Mini’s world shattered.

Tears filled her eyes again. She felt like someone had stabbed her heart.

Then she heard Niharika’s voice, soft and curious.

“She is seriously your driver’s daughter? But she looks like a princess.”

Kian replied without hesitation,

“Yes, she is. She rented the dress. She is my best friend. She likes me, but I don’t have feelings for her. But she is my friend, that’s why I also stay with her. Please don’t get jealous.” “but most important use ese question mat kro mujhe pasand nhi use koi small feel karwaye ”.

Mini broke down completely.

He knew everything.

He knew her feelings.

He knew her financial condition.

He knew she loved him… and still he said it so easily.

Her legs felt weak. Tears rolled down her cheeks silently.

The pain was too much. She turned and ran.

She ran to a quiet, empty room inside the villa, closed the door behind her, and sank to the floor.

The lights suddenly went out.

Complete darkness.

Mini curled up, hugging her knees, sobbing quietly in the dark.

The red dress felt heavy now.

The silver heels hurt her feet.

The pendant with A pressed coldly against her chest.

“Tumh khaa ho??? Mere pass aoo, tum mere boyfriend hona mujhe akela kyu chorda hua h”.

Everything hurt.

She was alone.

Truly alone.

“A .. A hey mr stlker, mr boyfriend, kha ho. i need you .”

And somewhere in the party, She was not alone., he was their but waiting for the perfect moment to step out of the shadows.

In the pitch-black room, Mini curled into a ball on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably.

Her heart felt shattered into a thousand pieces.

Kian’s words kept echoing in her head: “She likes me, but I don’t have feelings for her… she is just my friend.”

She had loved him quietly for years.

She had saved every rupee for that watch.

She had worn the red dress hoping she could at least look like she belonged for one night.

But he had made her feel cheap. Small. Unwanted.

The humiliation from Karisma, the dirty words from Aryansh, and now Kian’s casual rejection — everything crashed over her at once.

She cried harder, her chest hurting so much she could barely breathe.

Then the door opened softly and closed again.

Footsteps in the dark.

Mini froze, but she already knew who it was.

The masked man knelt beside her. Strong, warm arms gently pulled her up and into his chest.

The moment she felt his solid body against hers, something inside her broke even more — but in a different way.

She buried her face in his shirt and cried like a baby, her small fists clutching his jacket.

Tears soaked through the fabric. Her body shook violently.

“I know… you are my boyfriend A…” she sobbed, voice cracking like a child’s.

“You gifted me this dress… this is mine, naaa? Tell them… they humiliated me… they made me feel like dirt…”

“Sab mujhe bol rhe ki rented dress hai mujhe yhaa nhi rehna hai , koi mujhe se pyar nhi krta h ”

She cried louder, her words turning into broken whimpers.

The pain was too much. She felt worthless. Unlovable.

All she wanted in that moment was to feel wanted. To feel like someone saw her as precious.

Her boyfriend held her tighter, one hand stroking her hair, the other rubbing slow circles on her back.

“Main tum se pyar karta hu , little kitten, or tumhe mere hote kisi or ka socha bhi nhi chaiye. ”

Mai hoon na

Shhu... Stop crying.

For the first time, he spoke in the darkness, his deep voice low and rough, but surprisingly gentle.

“Yes, meri kitten  yeh dress bhi tumhari  hai or ye dress dene wala tumhara hai.”

Roo mat… don’t cry.”

His words made her cry even

harder — because for the first time tonight, someone was comforting her instead of judging her.

In the complete darkness, he slowly lifted her and carried her to the big bed.

In the pitch-black room, Mini was still crying like a broken baby.

The masked man (A) pulled her gently into his lap, sitting on the edge of the bed. She immediately buried her face in his chest and hugged him tight, sobbing uncontrollably, her small hands fisting his shirt.

He held her close, one hand stroking her hair, the other rubbing slow circles on her back.

But then Mini shifted on his lap… and felt something hard and warm pressing against her thigh.

She froze.

After a few seconds, she pulled back a little, her big innocent eyes trying to see him in the darkness.

“A…” she asked in a small, curious voice, “what is that hard thing between your thighs?”

A went completely still.

His brain short-circuited.

He tried to speak, but no words came out. His grip on her waist tightened slightly.

Mini tilted her head like a confused kitten. “It’s pressing on my leg… is it your phone?”

He cleared his throat, voice strained. “It’s… nothing, kitten. Just… ignore it.”

But Mini was too innocent and too curious. She moved again, feeling it twitch against her.

“It moved!” she whispered, sounding genuinely worried. “A, tell na… what is it?

A reply this is a snake? My pet snake?”

A nearly choked on air.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Ye kya bol diya.

Ooooho this is your pet snake..

Snake in your pants..

He was rock hard, and this girl was asking if his dick was a pet snake.

He tried to stay calm. “It’s not a snake, baby. Please just—”

“But it’s so hard and warm,” she continued innocently, shifting once more, making it worse. “What if your pet bites me under my thighs? Then what will happen?

You can't save me.. i know in movies, people suck the poison out… so you can’t even suck if it bites me there, right?”

A’s eyes widened in the dark. His cock twitched again, getting even harder. He was struggling so badly — part of him wanted to laugh, part of him wanted to pin her down, and part of him was dying from how adorably clueless she was.

He ran a hand over his face, trying to control his breathing. “Kitten… it’s not going to bite you. I promise.”

Mini wasn’t convinced. She leaned closer, voice full of concern. “But it keeps moving! Look, it’s getting bigger! A, your snake is angry… what did I do? Is it mad at me?”

A let out a low, strangled sound — half groan, half laugh.

His dick was now painfully hard, throbbing against her thigh because of her pure, innocent questions.

He was fighting every urge not to flip her over and show her exactly what it was.

“Baby, listen—” he started, voice rough.

But Mini gasped again. “It jumped! A, your pet snake just jumped on my leg!”

That was it.

A couldn’t take it anymore. He quickly lifted her off his lap and stood up, breathing heavily.

“Wait here,” he said, voice strained. “I’ll be right back.”

Before she could ask anything else, he walked straight to the attached washroom and closed the door behind him.

Mini sat alone on the bed in the dark, still sniffling, hugging her knees.

“A… come back soon,” she whispered softly. “I’m scared alone…”

Inside the washroom, A leaned against the sink, breathing hard.

His cock was rock hard, straining painfully against his pants. He ran both hands through his hair, a dark, amused smile forming on his lips.

“This girl is going to kill me,” he muttered to himself.

“She asked if my dick was a pet snake… and if I need to suck the poison out if it bites her thighs.”

He looked down at the obvious bulge in his pants and shook his head, laughing quietly.

“Fuck… she’s too innocent. Too pure. And I’m so fucked.”

He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down before going back to her.

Outside, Mini waited patiently in the dark room, still a little scared, but feeling strangely safe knowing her “boyfriend A” was just a few steps away.

To be continue....