*A challenge was issued. Babita told Rishi to bring her something "expensive," something that says: *I want more*. Rishi isn't just paying for milk anymore — he's paying for attention, affection, and maybe something dangerously close to love.*
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**\[INT. JEWELLERY STORE – EARLY AFTERNOON]**
*(Rishi stares at a delicate silver anklet with a charm shaped like a drop of milk. He grins to himself. Expensive, tasteful, symbolic.)*
**Rishi (to himself):**
"She said she wanted expensive. Let's see if she likes subtle seduction."
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**\[INT. BABITA'S FLAT – LIVING ROOM – LATER THAT DAY]**
*(Iyer has left for a seminar in Thane. Rishi receives a message: "Come now. Door's unlocked.")*
*(He enters. The air is cool, curtains drawn, a soft rose scent fills the room. Babita appears — wearing a satin robe again, but this time tied tighter, hugging her form. Her hair's open, eyes lined with kohl. She's clearly prepared for this.)*
**Babita (smiling):**
"You brought me a gift?"
**Rishi (nodding, handing the box):**
"For your ankle. But really, it's a message."
*(She opens the box. The charm catches the light — a small drop, like milk.)*
**Babita (eyes gleaming):**
"Clever boy. So… you want more?"
**Rishi:**
"Badly."
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*(She steps closer, sets the box down, and leans in — not kissing, but close enough for Rishi to feel her breath.)*
**Babita (softly):**
"Then earn more. Sit."
*(He sits. She pulls up a small footstool, places her foot on his thigh, slowly lifting the hem of her robe to reveal smooth skin and a bare ankle.)*
**Babita:**
"Put it on."
*(Rishi's fingers tremble slightly as he clasps the anklet around her ankle. The moment stretches long. He looks up. Her robe has slipped at the shoulder again, and now she doesn't fix it.)*
**Rishi (voice low):**
"You're doing this on purpose."
**Babita:**
"Of course I am."
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*(She walks past him, then sits back on the couch, crossing one leg over the other. The robe parts — enough to show her thigh. She taps the space beside her.)*
**Babita:**
"Sit. Closer."
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**\[INT. THE COUCH – MOMENTS LATER]**
*(Rishi is beside her. Her leg brushes his. Her hand rests on his wrist.)*
**Babita:**
"Tell me, Rishi. What do you really want from me?"
**Rishi (honestly):**
"I don't know anymore. It started as fantasy. It's starting to feel like… something more."
**Babita (leaning in):**
"Careful. You might fall for me."
**Rishi (smirking):**
"I already did."
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*(Silence. She moves her hand to his chest. His breath catches.)*
**Babita (softly):**
"Do you want to taste your reward now?"
*(He nods slowly. She smiles — sly, knowing, powerful.)*
**Babita (standing):**
"Then close your eyes."
*(Rishi obeys. A moment later, he feels warmth on his cheek — **a kiss**, light, lingering. Her hand trails down his jaw. He opens his eyes — and she's in front of him, robe loosened just slightly. Not fully, just enough to promise.)*
**Babita (voice like silk):**
"You'll get more… next time. If you're good."
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**\[INT. RISHI'S ROOM – NIGHT]**
*(Rishi lies in bed, wide awake. He touches the side of his face where she kissed him.)*
**Rishi (narrating):**
*"A kiss, a touch, and a promise. I came chasing a fantasy. But she's turning it into a game I can't stop playing. And I'm not sure I want to."*