The Pursuit (Krish and Trisha) - Chapter 1
Their First Meet
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Trisha is a daring ex-RAW agent chasing criminals when a chance encounter in a nightclub washroom brings her face-to-face with the charming and intriguing Krish. Unbeknownst to her, he is the powerful director of an elite global law enforcement organization - GLEN. After witnessing her impressive combat skills, Krish extends an invitation for Trisha to join his covert team. Though initially hesitant, she accepts, setting the stage for electrifying missions where their professionalism is tested by an undeniable attraction. Sparks fly as they attempt to deny their magnetic pull while tackling high-stakes operations against international smugglers and deadly cartels. But amidst these life-threatening crises, will they discover just how deeply they've come to rely on each other? Will the thrill of the chase finally give way to the allure of forbidden romance? Can they protect their hearts while taking down ruthless criminal networks?
Brace yourself for this pulse-pounding tale of espionage and sparks of passion, ultimately culminating in a journey to love.
TRISHA
Three Years Back
The pulsating beat of the music reverberated through the walls of Inferno Fusion Nightclub, each thump syncing with the rhythm of the crowd’s collective heartbeat. It was the weekend, and the club was alive with an electrifying energy that drew in Delhi’s youngsters like a magnetic force.
The crowd was a sea of faces, each one lost in the music, surrendering to the rhythm of the night. As I navigated through the packed dance floor, bodies swaying and lights flashing, my eyes scanned every face I looked at, waiting to spot the one I was here for. The bar counter was bustling with activity, laughter and chatter merging with the melodious tunes that echoed around me.
Dressed in black jeans and a full-sleeved button-down cream satin shirt, meticulously tucked into the waistband, I felt the gentle brush of the fabric against my skin as I pushed the crowd to move ahead. The V-neck highlighted my neckline, an intentional decision to seamlessly blend into the vibrant crowd without arousing any suspicions that I had a different agenda than the carefree people around here enjoying their lives to the fullest. I never had the desire to live the kind of lives they did. My purpose in life was defined the very day I turned 21 and was selected to be a part of one of the best foreign intelligence agencies in India to monitor the activity that affects national security. Although I was no longer a part of that agency anymore, my purpose was still the same — fighting against the lawbreakers.
With my dark hair pulled back into a ponytail, I moved with purpose, the urgency in my steps hidden beneath the facade of someone out here for a good time. Handsome men attempted to approach me, drawn by the enigmatic aura, but my steely glance served as an impenetrable barrier. Ignoring their advances, I focused on my mission, determined to find the man I was here for. The earpiece nestled discreetly in my ear was my lifeline, a connection to the unseen eyes of my team who were here and monitoring the club like me.
“Any eyes on the target?” I whispered into the microphone concealed beneath my collar, my voice drowned out by the thumping bass.
“Negative.” The reply crackled in my ear.
Gritting my teeth in frustration, I pushed my way through the crowd of dancing bodies. Every beat of the music fuelled my determination, and every flash of coloured lights heightened my senses. I was on a mission—chasing the son of Mumbai’s famous drug cartel amidst the chaos of the nightclub. We had received a tip that he was here every weekend to have fun.
“Team Alpha, I’m checking the restrooms,” I declared, striding purposefully toward the men’s facilities.
“Trisha, cool down. Give me five minutes; I’ll join you to check the restrooms,” Paul urged.
I dismissed Paul’s suggestion with a quick shake of my head.
“Five minutes is all it takes to jeopardise this entire mission, Paul. I’m going in.” Asserting my decision, I swung my foot, kicking the restroom door open before marching inside.
“What the f*ck—” I hear a man scream aloud. He had just finished his business and had thankfully zipped up his expensive suit pants before glaring at me incredulously.