Vivek, calm as ever, finished early and reviewed twice.
Three hours later, the bell rang. Relief swept across all faces.
Outside the center gate, they regrouped.
“Uff… paper killed me,” Akariti sighed dramatically.
Sonam laughed, “At least it’s over. Ab aaram se ghooma jaa sakta hai.”
Return to Hotel – Evening Plans
Back at the hotel, all four freshened up and met again in the lobby café.
“Kanpur ke famous places toh kal jaayenge,” Vivek said, sipping cold coffee.
“But tonight…?” Akshay raised an eyebrow.
Sonam leaned forward with a mischievous smile. “I heard this hotel has a club on the ground floor. DJ, dance, the whole vibe.”
Akariti’s eyes lit up. “Yes! Let’s go, yaar. Exam stress nikalna hi hoga.”
The boys agreed immediately. “Done.”
Twist at the Club Entrance
Later that night, dressed lightly for the outing:
Sonam wore a short black dress she had packed “just in case.”
Akariti appeared in a red frock, hair left open, heels clicking on the floor.
Akshay wore a casual shirt with rolled-up sleeves.
Vivek chose a fitted T-shirt and jeans.
At the club entrance, neon lights flashing, music thumping from inside, the bouncer stopped them.
“Sorry… tonight is couple’s night only.”
The boys exchanged disappointed glances.
“Arre yaar, waste of time,” Akshay muttered.
“Chalo wapas,” Vivek sighed.
But Sonam wasn’t ready to give up.
“Wait. Simple solution.” She smirked.
“You two act as couples. Akshay, you go with Akariti. Vivek, you come with me.”
Akariti burst into laughter. “Ohhh! Smart. Mujhe idea pasand hai.”
Akshay blinked, unsure. “Uh… you sure?”
“Of course!” Sonam grabbed Vivek’s arm playfully, linking it around hers. “See? Easy.”
Akariti slipped her hand into Akshay’s, looking at the bouncer with a confident smile.
“Couple aa gaye.”
The bouncer glanced once, then let them through.
Inside the Club
The club throbbed with raw energy—bass-heavy music rattling bones, strobe lights slashing through the haze, bodies grinding in a sweaty, primal dance. Couples pressed together, hips locked, hands wandering, while the bar overflowed with spilled cocktails and whispered promises.
Akshay felt Akariti’s grip on his arm, her nails biting into his skin, her perfume—jasmine laced with sin—flooding his senses. She leaned in, her lips brushing his ear over the pounding music, her breath hot and teasing. “Not bad… we’re fucking electric together, aren’t we?” Her voice was a sultry dare, igniting a fire in his gut.
Across the dance floor, Vivek was drowning in Sonam’s heat as she pulled him into the writhing crowd. Her body molded against his, hips swaying, her curves dangerous and deliberate. “Don’t play shy, Vivek,” she purred, her voice dripping with mischief. “Grab me like you mean it, or the bouncer’ll sniff out our little act.” Her fingers grazed his thigh, a promise of chaos.
In the flickering lights, Akshay and Vivek locked eyes—a shared secret from their late-night chats, now teetering on the edge of reality. This night wasn’t just a game; it was a fuse waiting to ignite.
Club Night → Hotel Rooms