Page 138 of Obsession

“You’re what?” Dmitri touched his chest most dramatically. “Why has no one told me? I think I’m going to die of all the shocks I’m getting today.”

“Oh, please,” Armaan scoffed. “You’re not dying anytime soon.”

“If you’re married, then why aren’t you together?” Dmitri asked.

“We’re not togetheryet,” Mihir stressed. “She’s mad at me.”

“I know that,” Dmitri said. “You behaved like an ass.”

“Yes, he did,” Vedant said. “He’s an ass.”

“And an idiot,” Armaan said.

“Great, all of you enjoy at my expense,” Mihir addressed Dmitri. “Please can you organize dinner for us. I’ll take her to my wing. We can eat in my room.”

Dmitri left with a nod.

Anna’s gaze fell on Noir’s latest issue on the coffee table.

She looked at him, chewing her lip. “What did you think?”

“I loved it,” he said. “Thank you.”

She gave him a brilliant smile that warmed every inch of his heart.

“By the way, we loved it too,” Armaan put his hands up. “Just saying, you know. In case anyone was interested in our opinion.”

Her lips curved in a wide smile. As she began to sit, her eyes fell on Mihir’s open iPad and the image on display. “Who’s that?”

Mihir lifted the device up. “That’s Karina, our sister. This is the AI-generated image we are using to look for her.”

Anna smiled. “She’s pretty.”

“Thanks to your article, we’re hoping to find her soon,” Vedant said, crossing his fingers.

She nodded, and then her eyes drifted to the iPad again. She squinted, chewing her lower lip as she studied it intently.

“What is it?” Mihir asked.

“It’s just that… I don’t know…” Anna began. “I feel I’ve seen her somewhere.”

“What?” Vedant gasped.

“Seriously, she looks familiar. I’ve seen her somewhere.”

Mihir exchanged a glance with his brothers. He saw his hope mirrored on their faces.

“Are you sure?” Mihir asked.

“Yeah… Wait!” she said, and then clicked her fingers. “Aditya! She was the girl with Aditya in the photo.”

When the men refused to react, she prodded, “You guys know my friend Aditya Wahi, right?”

“What does that fucker have to do with Karina?” Armaan growled.

“I don’t like him,” Vedant said.

“The same guy your parents wanted you to marry?” Mihir groused. God, he didn’t like the guy one bit. Even the mention of his name was annoying him.

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