Tanvi sat in a dimly lit lounge bar in Lower Parel, sipping on a mojito as the evening lights of Mumbai flickered through the tall windows. She shifted in her seat, trying to calm the nervous energy bubbling inside her. Ashif, the guy she’d met on a dating app, was running late. She’d been single for a while and wasn’t sure if this date was what she really needed, but the thrill of meeting someone new was too tempting to pass up.

Finally, Ashif walked in, his presence commanding the room. He wore a fitted black shirt that clung to his muscular frame, his jawline sharp under the low lighting. Tanvi felt a flutter of excitement mixed with anticipation. As he approached her, his eyes locked on hers, a subtle smirk playing on his lips.

"Tanvi?" he said, his deep voice sending a jolt through her.

"Ashif," she smiled back, standing to greet him. His hand was firm, his grip lingering a little longer than necessary. As they settled in, the conversation started light—work, hobbies, a bit of teasing about Mumbai’s chaotic life.

But halfway through their drinks, Ashif leaned in, his voice lower, his tone shifting.

"So... small world," he said, his eyes flicking to her lips before meeting her gaze again. "I didn’t realize until now, but you’re roommates with Rhea, right?"

Tanvi’s stomach dropped. Rhea? Her roommate? A knot of unease tightened in her chest. "Yeah... you know her?"

Ashif’s smirk widened as he sat back, stretching his arms over the back of his chair casually. "We used to... date."

Her mind raced. Rhea had always been open about her flings, and more than once, she’d mentioned her wild nights with some guy she was seeing last year. Tanvi’s heart skipped a beat as she realized Ashif was that guy. Rhea had been graphic in her descriptions—how intense and wild he was in bed, the way he’d push her boundaries.

Ashif could see the realization dawning on her face. "Ah, I see it clicked," he said smoothly, taking a sip of his drink. "Rhea liked to talk, didn’t she?"

Tanvi felt a mix of intrigue and discomfort swirl within her. This wasn’t what she’d expected. "She... might have mentioned you," she said, trying to keep her voice steady.

He leaned forward again, his eyes dark and unreadable. "I’m sure she did. And I’m not here to beat around the bush, Tanvi. I’m not looking for anything serious. I like to keep things casual... no strings attached." His gaze pierced through her, making his intentions crystal clear.

Her pulse quickened, torn between the allure of his confidence and the sinking feeling of knowing too much. She wasn’t naïve—Rhea’s stories had painted a vivid picture of how far Ashif liked to go in the bedroom. Part of her was curious, drawn to the challenge of someone so unapologetically bold. But another part screamed at her to walk away before things got too complicated.

"I don’t know what Rhea’s told you," he continued, his voice taking on a rough edge, "but I’m not into playing games. You either want it or you don’t."

The tension between them was palpable, the air thick with unspoken temptation. Tanvi’s fingers grazed the rim of her glass as she contemplated her next move. Every nerve in her body buzzed with the knowledge that this night could go in one of two directions.

"Are you?" He asked, his eyes never leaving hers, daring her to make a decision.

She held his gaze, her breath catching in her throat. The city buzzed around them, but in that moment, it felt like the entire world had shrunk down to just the two of them, the heat between them undeniable.

Tanvi’s heart raced. She wasn’t sure what she was going to do next, but one thing was certain—this was a night she wouldn’t forget.

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