2. Club

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LAVANYA

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LAVANYA

It is good that he did not interfere in my shoot or I might have really punched him in the face. Really hard. But it is now time to make him leave the job.

As I sat alone in my apartment, I felt like a bird stuck in a golden cage. Ekaksh, my bodyguard, was always around, watching over me like a hawk. It made me feel safe, but also sometimes it felt like I couldn't breathe.

I sat down on my bed, in my apartment, the weight of my recent events pressed heavily over me, a feeling of uneasiness settled in the pit of my stomach. As well as the presence of my bodyguard, Ekaksh has become an ever present reminder about the dangers that lurked around me.

My friend had suggested some sneaky tricks to get rid of Ekaksh for a while. She said I could slip away when he wasn't looking or distract him with something.

It sounded fun, like a game, but I wasn't sure if it was a good idea. What if something bad happens while I am trying to trick him? Or maybe I am just an overthinker.

"You could try slipping away when he's not paying attention. Sneak out like a ninja!" Her voice lingered in my head. But what if he finds out? What if he gets mad? Will he really get mad? Well, he's just a bodyguard. Why would he even get mad?

"Don't worry about anything, just have some fun and enjoy yourselves." I looked out of the window at the bright lights below. It was like a whole world waiting for me to explore. But with Ekaksh always by my side, it felt like I was missing out on all the excitement.

I just want to feel free. Like I can go wherever I want, whenever I want. Then why don't I give it a try? What's the worst that could happen? I guess I am right. Maybe it's worth a shot!

With a mix of nerves and excitement, I thought about sneaking away from him for a little while. It felt like a daring adventure, one that could either end in thrilling success or disastrous failure.

But as I pondered the possibilities, a small part of me couldn't shake the feeling that maybe, just maybe, freedom was worth the risk.

I took a quick shower, and wore a bodycon dress. I put on my makeup, wore heels and finally i was ready.

With my heart beating fast, I wore a mask as well as glasses and sneaked out of my penthouse, feeling like a secret agent on a mission. The streets were alive with lights and noise, like a carnival calling me to join in the fun.

As I reached the club, the music thumped in my ears, pulling me closer like a magnet. I took a deep breath and pushed through the crowd, the excitement building with each step.

Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder. No, How can he come here? Did he see me escaping? I turned back expecting a tall muscular figure with cold expressions, but I was wrong.

"You made it. I knew you would come." My friend, Priti said. I felt relieved realizing it was my friend. "I needed a break from all the craziness." I replied back.

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