“Between charity and crime… she lives in a house where love wears bulletproof vests.”

🌸 Scene 1 — Avantika’s NGO: Her Normal Still Exists

The scent of freshly brewed chai mixed with the laughter of kids echoed through the NGO hall.

Avantika kneeled beside a little girl, helping her fix her broken pencil box.

Avantika (smiling softly):

"Zindagi ka matlab hi hota hai... toote huye cheezon ko phir se jodna. Bas... insaan bhi waise hi hote hain."

Her phone buzzed. A text from Sagar.

🖤 “Back home before 6. Don’t ask. Just do it.”

Avantika (rolling eyes):

"Ugh... Boss mode on again."

But her lips twitched — because somewhere, beneath the mafia king exterior, was the man who... last night... held her like his life depended on it.

✨ Scene 2 — Back Home. Her Other Life Begins.

Evening fell like velvet. She stepped into the mansion — exchanged polite nods with guards holding rifles like they were accessories.

Straight to her room. Her comfort zone. Her desk. Her diary. Her laptop.

Fingers flew across the keys — pouring emotions, chaos, love, betrayal... everything she couldn’t say out loud to the man whose name her soul accidentally whispers at midnight.

“They say the devil wears Prada. Mine wears a tailored suit, a gun holster, and a wedding ring with my name carved on it.”

A soft smile touched her lips.

🔥 Parallel — Sagar’s World:

Sagar sat in his private office — maps of trade routes, money laundering trails, weapons shipments glowing on his monitor.

Files. Guns. Phones buzzing. Mafia chaos.

And yet... his eyes drifted toward the security feed of Avantika’s room — watching her scribble away, hair messy, biting her lip in focus.

Sagar (half-smirking to himself):

"Sab kuch sambhal sakta hoon... par yeh ladki... yeh mere bas ka nahi hai."

💣 Scene 3 — The Doorbell to Trouble Rings:

DING.

Kaka opened the door.

Veer (walking in like he owns oxygen):

"Namaste, Kaka. Sagar hai?"

Sunglasses slid off. His gaze immediately flicked up toward the stairs — toward her room.

"Haan... wahi kamra hai na... jahan meri qismat band hai ab."

⚡ Scene 4 — The Setup Begins:

Sagar walked out — formal, sharp, cold.

Sagar (tight voice):

"Kaam ki baat kar, Veer. Drama ki nahi."

Veer dropped into the leather couch, crossed one leg over the other.

Veer:

"Simple hai. Shipment Punjab se safe nahi. Border pe problems hai. Tera network aur mera combine ho to... profit bhi double... safety bhi."

Sagar folded his arms — calculating.

Sagar (after pause):

"Deal hai. Lekin rules mere honge."

Veer smiled — that fake, venom-laced smile.

Veer (mind whispering):

"Rules toh tere honge, Sagar... par game mera."

🌪️ Scene 5 — Veer’s Eyes Wander Upstairs:

"Toh... ghar ka mahaul kaisa hai?" Veer asked casually — but his eyes weren’t casual.

Sagar’s jaw ticked. He caught the direction of that gaze.

Sagar (snapping):

"Zubaan sambhal. Mera ghar, meri biwi... dono teri business list mein nahi hain."

Veer chuckled.

Veer:

"Arre bhai... ab toh rishtedaar hai na hum... itna toh pooch sakte hain."

🥀 Scene 6 — Meanwhile, Avantika (Clueless But Restless):

Her pen paused mid-sentence. An unexplained chill crept up her spine.

"Kya hai ye ajeeb sa feeling... jaise koi... dekh raha ho..."

She shook her head. Pushed it away. Went back to writing.

Not knowing... downstairs, fate was being written. In guns. In obsession. In betrayal.

💥 Final Glimpse — Veer’s Mind:

"Bas ek moka... bas ek chance... is ghar ki diwarein mere raaste mein nahi rukengi. Aur na Sagar. Jab tak Avantika... sirf meri na ho jaye."

✨ Scene — After the Deal, The Calm Before the Storm

The air was deceptively still. The kind that smelled like danger... but hadn’t exploded yet.

Veer stood, fixing the cuffs of his coat. His gaze casually flicked upstairs again — soaking in the knowledge of exactly where her room was.

Veer (smirking to himself):

"Yeh haveli kitni hi badi kyu na ho... tere dil ka raasta mujhe mil gaya hai, Avantika."

Sagar (stiff, cold):

"Mujhe pata hai Veer... nazar uthana asaan hota hai. Par agar woh nazar meri biwi pe gayi na... toh aankhon se zyada kuch tod dunga."

Veer chuckled, but behind that laugh was gasoline waiting for a spark.

Veer:

"Chinta mat kar Sagar... main rishton ki izzat karta hoon..." (pausing, leaning slightly forward) "...jab tak wo rishta todne layak na ho."

Sagar’s fists clenched, but before the tension exploded into fists and bullets — Veer stepped back.

Veer (grinning):

"Relax. Business mein toh aate rahenge. Family wali hospitality ka intezam bhi karna padega na ab?"

Sagar (deadpan):

"Family ka naam lene se pehle... apna khoon dekh le Veer. Dikh raha hai? Woh laal rang... meri biwi tak nahi pochna chahiye."

Veer laughed dark, hands raised like surrender — but his eyes whispered war.

⚡ Meanwhile — Avantika’s Room:

The page of her diary stayed half-filled. Her pen twirled between her fingers.

"Ugh... yeh ajeeb sa ghabrahat kyu ho rahi hai... jaise koi saaya... mujhe dekh raha hai. Matlab... ghar ke andar hoon... phir bhi safe nahi lag raha."

She stood, walked to the balcony — and glanced down.

And for a brief second... she caught Veer looking up.

Not a smile. Not a greeting.

A stare. A dark, hungry, terrifying stare — masked under charm.

Avantika frowned. Took a step back.

"Kya tha yeh? Galat feel hai... bohot galat."

🔥 Scene Shift — Veer Leaves (For Now)

Walking out the mansion gates, Veer lit a cigarette — his eyes still lingering on the balcony she had disappeared from.

"Game set hai. Ab... sirf waqt ka intezaar hai. Jab raat ki chaadar phelegi... tab main apna chaand... apni Avantika... le jaunga."

🌙 Scene — Later That Night:

The house was quieter than usual. The type of quiet where even shadows seem louder.

Avantika — after finishing her book draft — changed into her night suit. Locked her door, as always. A habit. A safety net.

Little did she know... safety locks don’t stop obsessions.

Sagar was downstairs — reviewing shipment details. A hint of restlessness gnawed at his nerves... “Kuch toh gadbad hai...” but logic overpowered instinct.

"Sab secure hai... sab safe hai... kyun itni uneasy feeling ho rahi hai?"

💣 Final Shot — Veer’s POV:

From the shadows outside the mansion — dressed in black, a chloroform-soaked cloth in one hand, a twisted smile on his lips.

"Raat ka waqt... aur meri kismet dono mere saath hain aaj. Welcome to hell, Avantika."