7| Mukhtalif

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Currently sitting in Kiara's living room, the couple was waiting for Bhavin Choksi, the private investigator that Kabir hired to figure out the man behind the incidents.

It has been a week since Kabir arrived in Mumbai. He has been attending all his business meetings online from Kiara's penthouse itself. He was advised against going out in the public by Bhavin.

Same went for Kiara. She faked a health issue and took two weeks off from the shoot. Luckily she was done with filming of the majority of her film, so this didn't interfere her work.

Kiara's parents have been visiting a lot, spending some time with the couple, comforting them. Kabir's parents have also been up-to-date with all that's going on in the couple's life. They wanted to visit them as well but both Kabir and Kiara denied. They didn't wanna attract any unwanted attention from the paparazzis.

The paps have already been more active these days as such. The frequent visits from Kiara's parents and assistant, Aisha have been clicked by them regularly. They think it's just them caring about Kiara so it's nothing to be concerned about.

Fans and well wishers have been sending lots of bouquets and get-well-soon cards to the residence. Kabir's guards have been on high alert, not letting anything reach to Kiara's house before checking the items thoroughly.

The doorbell rang, alerting the couple of their guest's arrival. A house-help opened the door and P.I. Bhavin Choksi walked in.

"Hello. Good morning." Bhavin greeted as he forwarded his hand towards Kabir, followed by Kiara.

"Good morning." Kabir replied giving him a firm handshake.

"Good morning. Please have a seat." Kiara offered and gestured towards the sofa with her free hand.

Bhavin took the single couch on the right and the couple sat on the two-seater, adjacent to him.

"Would you like something? Tea? Coffee?" Kabir offered.

"Just water please." Bhavin replied politely as he started pulling out some things from his bag, like a typical P.I. would in a movie.

"3 glasses of water please." Kiara said to a house-help standing nearby.

"So, let's get straight to point. I've figured out who was the man behind this." Bhavin said as he finally pulled out his iPad from his bag and kept it on the coffee table.

"Already? Great." Kiara said with a surprised smile on her face.

"Thanks Kiara. Not to sound cocky but if I wasn't the best of the best, your fiancé here, wouldn't have appointed me." Bhavin said as he spared a glance towards Kabir.

Kiara furrowed her eyebrows at the realisation that he knows about their engagement. She assumed Kabir must've said she was his girlfriend but not this.

"Oh yes, I know. Congratulations and no need to worry, your secret's safe with me." Bhavin said as he offered her a polite smile.

"Thanks." Kiara gave a simple answer.

"So, who is he?" Kabir asked as he turned their attention towards the photographs and sheets Bhavin had placed on the coffee table.

"It was Rahul Modi." Bhavin said and Kiara mumbled a profanity under her breath.

"I should've guessed it." She whispered.

"Wait. Why would it be him? And why should've you guessed it?" Kabir was confused as to what was happening.

"Rahul Modi is a famous film producer. I have little information as to where he first met Kiara but as I researched more into this, I realised he's been obsessed with Kiara. He has been keeping tabs on her whereabouts and also has someone following her lately." Bhavin said.

He showed the couple some photos where Kiara was on different locations with her team and a shady-looking man, wearing a simple black tee and blue jeans was following her. The places were film set of her movies or advertisements, promotional events or public places like gym and salon so no one thought a random man would be following her.

"Rahul is a producer who usually harasses the lead heroines or female members of the crew on set. He is a sexual predator but thanks to his money and fame, he never gets caught. If an actress tries to complain about him or protest, he ensures to black list her, resulting in killing her career. He saw me at Shanaya's Diwali party, three months back. Maybe that's where all of this started." Kiara explained both the men.

"Here are his phone records, the payment slips of his to the man who was following Kiara, the full information of the man hired by Rahul and all the other records that the police might need to arrest him." Bhavin provided all the information and proofs.

"So we really are going to file a report on him?" Kiara asked as she cracked a couple of her knuckles in nervousness.

"Do not get so worried about this, Kiara. We all are here with you." Kabir said as he kept a hand on hers, stopping her from cracking the knuckles.

"You don't get it. I'm not afraid of getting into the whole police fiasco. I'm afraid of what might become of my career if I took this step. Rahul will definitely black list me as well." Kiara said as a worried expression etched on her face.

"Baby, you don't need to worry about that. I have a solution to this as well." Kabir said as he kept an arm around Kiara and kissed her temple.

"What solution? What are you gonna do?" Kiara asked, her voice still laced with concern.

"You'll get to know everything in due time. For now, I need you to keep calm and trust me with the whole situation." Kabir softly said.

"Thank you so much for your help, Bhavin. I'll see you in Delhi." Kabir said as all three of them got up from their seats. Bidding a farewell to Bhavin, Kabir dropped him to the elevator.

He returned to the living room and saw a still confused Kiara standing there.

"What are you gonna do?" She asked as soon as her eyes fell on Kabir.

"You'll know." He gave a smirk to her and took her hand, pulling her towards the dining room.

"Let's eat first? I'm very hungry." He said as he pulled Kiara's chair for her.

"Fine." She said giving up. She knew there was no winning with a determined Kabir.

"Sunita Di, krpaya amhala jevana dya." Kiara asked her cook to serve them lunch.

Sister Sunita, Please serve us the food.

"Eka minitata, ma'am." Sunita di replied.

In a minute,

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The door bell rang, alerting the couple. It was around 5 pm the same day.

"Who's it?" Kiara questioned, looking at her right side where Kabir was seated. They were in the middle of a movie marathon.

"Let's see." Kabir said, switching off the projector.

Both of them exited the informal living room and walked towards the formal one.

"Good evening Mr. Malhotra, Ms. Ahuja." The man who Kiara didn't recognise, greeted as he walked into the formal living room.

"Welcome Mr. Gupta. Please have a seat." Kabir said as he gestured towards the sofa.

"Kiara, this is Mr. Taarak Gupta, my lawyer." He introduced the man.

"Hello." Kiara politely said and gave the man a nod.

"I've got all the documents that you asked me for, Mr. Malhotra." Mr. Gupta said as he kept the folder of all the legal documents on the coffee table.

"What documents, Kabir? What is going on?" Kiara asked as her and Kabir took their seats.

"These are for you, madam. You're to sign it." Kabir kept the documents near Kiara.

"Huh?" Kiara asked, still confused from all that was happening.

"These are the documents for you to legally start a production company." Kabir said with a mischievous smile.

"My production house? What is happening?" Kiara asked clearly getting agitated by all the secrets.

"You know how concerned you were about Rahul Modi blacklisting you? Well, now you won't need to worry about that." Kabir said.

A house-help brought tea for all three of them. Kabir picked Kiara's cup from the tray and handed it to her.

"I've contacted all those who were working with Rahul's production company. They are ready to transfer all the films that are currently in making to your production house. We'll launch the company as soon as some minuscule things are finalised and then you can start producing your future films." Kabir explained.

"That's amazing. I've always wanted to own a production house but the issue is I don't have enough capital to invest." Kiara said.

"Come one, baby. What am I here for? I've already taken care of everything. I'm the prime invested now with you owing a smaller part but the company's under your name. In future whenever you want to own it completely, I'll sell my part of it over to you. Let the public think you're the sole owner, what's the harm in it." Kabir said as he tucked a loose strand of her hair behind her ear.

"But Kabir I don't wanna use your money like that." Kiara said and looked at him.

"My money? Baby, you and I aren't two different people. We're one. What's mine is yours, completely. Now come on, don't over think it. Just sign the papers and Mr. Gupta here, will take care of the rest." Kabir cajoled her and handed her a pen.

"Okay then." Kiara said as a smile broke out on her lips. As instructed by Mr. Gupta, she signed the documents and handed them back to him.

"We will need a name for the production house though." Mr. Gupta said taking the documents from her hands.

"You have something in mind or do you wanna wait for a couple of days to think about it?" Kabir asked her.

"No, I already have a name. I want it to be called Mukhtalif which means different. I want to produce something different, something unlike the rest of the projects. I want people to know that it's gonna be an off-track movie, something different from the rest if my production house, Mukhtalif, is producing it." Kiara explained with an exited smile on her lips.

"Once we're done with all the legalities of Mukhtalif, we can contact the police and submit all the evidence we have against Rahul and officially register a complaint." Kabir said as he kept an assuring hand on Kiara's knee.

"If this is going to happen, I don't have any objections on filing a case. We won't make it public though. We'll settle everything internally and not get the media involved." Kiara said as she covered Kabir's hand with her own.

"Of course not. My team and I will take care of those things. You just would have to sign a couple of documents for the registration of a legal complaint." Mr. Gupta explained.

"Won't be an issue. I'll be there for whatever you need me for." Kiara said and passed a grateful smile to Mr. Gupta.

"Very well then. I'll finalise things as soon as possible and get back to you." Mr Gupta said.

"Thank you." Kiara said.

"Thank you so much Mr. Gupta." Kabir said.

"Congratulations Ms. Ahuja, Mr. Malhotra. Goodbye." Mr. Gupta said as he kept the documents in his briefcase and shortly exited the penthouse.

"Congratulations, baby." Kabir said once Mr. Gupta left. He wrapped his arms around her and brought her to his chest.

"Nothing would be possible without you, thank you Kabir." Kiara said as she cupped his face and brought him in for a kiss.

"As I said, anything for you." He said and captured her lips. She gladly kissed him back, her hands moving towards his hair.

Both of them smiled into the kiss, knowing very well that these smiles are gonna stay on their lips for the rest of their life.

~ x ~

How many of you guessed it must be Rahul? Anyways, Kiara is a producer now.

Always waiting for your feedback.