Episode-3

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Perfectly Twisted

Episode 3: Beneath the Surface

Ruby adjusted the strap of her black silk dress as she walked down the long hallway of her office building. The soft tap of her heels echoed like a steady rhythm — sharp, confident, controlled. Her expression was as composed as always, a slight smile on her lips, the kind that made people think she was gentle and warm.

And that’s exactly what she wanted them to think.

But inside? There was chaos.

Ever since she saw Amit, she hadn’t been the same. She kept reliving that short interaction. The brush of his shoulder, the moment their eyes locked, the spark that had jumped between them like electricity in a storm. She didn’t even know his last name then. But now? Now she knew everything.

She had searched him up the moment she got back to her office after their first meeting. Amit Mehra — 23 years old, CEO of one of the fastest-growing luxury chains in the country. An empire built on strategy and silence. He was as powerful as he was mysterious.

And Ruby? Ruby was obsessed.

She closed her office door behind her and let her facade drop. Her smile disappeared. Her eyes darkened. On the surface, Ruby was the sweet, poised businesswoman with elegance stitched into her every step. But when she was alone — when no one was watching — her real self emerged.

The one who needed to own everything she desired. And she desired him.

Ruby sat at her desk, her fingers hovering above her keyboard. Her screen was still on Amit’s LinkedIn profile. She stared at his photo — sharp jawline, intense eyes, that quiet confidence that made him stand out in every crowd. The kind of man people watched when he walked into a room.

He’s mine. He just doesn’t know it yet, she thought, her lips curving into a slow, calculated smile.

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Across the city, Amit was lost in his own thoughts. Ruby’s face flashed in his mind more times than he liked to admit. There was something about her that didn’t sit right. She looked too perfect. Her demeanor too graceful. Her voice too calm.

And yet, he couldn’t stop thinking about her.

There had been a moment — a flicker in her eyes — that didn’t match her sweet tone. Something sharp. Something cold.

He had noticed it.

And that intrigued him more than he cared to admit.

Sitting in his glass-walled office, Amit leaned back in his chair, fingers tapping slowly against his desk. “Ruby Malhotra,” he murmured, testing the name on his tongue.

He had done his own digging too. Her company. Her projects. Her flawless public image. But the deeper he searched, the more perfect everything seemed. Too perfect.

And if there was one thing Amit knew from experience — perfection was always a mask.

Who are you really, Ruby? he wondered.

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The next day, fate — or something darker — decided to toy with them again.

Amit arrived at an exclusive business roundtable meeting hosted in collaboration with Ruby’s company. Neither had expected the other to be there, but when their eyes met across the room, the world faded again.

This time, their gaze didn’t break so easily.

Ruby walked toward him slowly, like a predator who had spotted her prey, her smile polite but her eyes flashing with something unspoken. “We meet again, Mr. Mehra,” she said softly.

Amit smiled back, extending his hand. “Twice in a week? I’m starting to think it’s fate.”

She shook his hand, her grip firm, her touch lingering just a second too long. “Or maybe I’m just very good at being where I need to be.”

Their hands dropped, but the tension stayed — heavy, electric, dangerous.

As the event continued, neither of them paid full attention to the speakers. Their focus stayed on each other — the words, the gestures, the silences between them. The game had officially begun.

But neither Ruby nor Amit knew the truth just yet.

That the person standing across from them, charming and sharp, wasn’t just attracted — they were obsessed.

And obsession? That never ends well.

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