"If you have decided to heal me then I'll make sure that you regret your decision". Amrit said his eyes fixed on her face. "Mr. Brar, I'm not a person who get scared from your threats, if I have decided to do something then I stop only when its complete." She replied her eyes showing him determination.

"Well, Dr. virk I don't appreciate your decision making skills though, but if you have decided this then I have a condition." Silence prevail the surrounding for a few seconds as she looked at him.

"And what's that?" She asked.

Amrit leaned back on his chair and criss crossed his legs. He gave her his sinister smirk. "You Have to live in my house!" Her smile faded and she looked at him shock.

Rehmat's eyes widened in surprise. "Live in your house?" she repeated, trying to process Amrit's unexpected request.

Amrit nodded, his jaw set in determination. "Yes. If you want to help me, you need to understand me. And to do that, you need to be close to me."Rehmat hesitated, unsure of what to say. She had never lived with a patient before, and the idea of moving into Amrit's house made her uncomfortable. But a part of her was curious - what secrets lay hidden behind those piercing eyes?"Okay," she said finally, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll do it."Amrit's face softened, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Good," he said, his voice low and husky. "I'll send a car for you tomorrow. 9 am"he got up from his chair and turned to leave but stopped and said without turning back. "Be ready sharp, 9 am. I'm very particular about time. Also Welcome to Amrit Singh Brar's Hell, Miss. Virk. And with that he left her cabin.

Rehmat sat their processing his words, for moment she doubted her decision first time in her life and thought is this man for real.

The next morning, Rehmat stood outside her apartment, nervously fidgeting with her suitcase. She had never done anything like this before, and she couldn't help but wonder if she was making a huge mistake.The car Amrit had sent arrived promptly at 9 am, and the driver loaded her suitcase into the trunk. As they drove through the city, Rehmat couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation. What was she getting herself into?When they arrived at Amrit's mansion, Rehmat's eyes widened in awe. The house was enormous, with towering spires and sprawling gardens. It was like something out of a fairy tale.

As she step through the grand entrance, she was greeted by a sweeping foyer with a high, vaulted ceiling. The walls are adorned with intricate moldings, and the floor is made of polished marble that shines like glass.

Amrit greeted her at the door, his smile charming. "Welcome to my home, Doc," he said, taking her suitcase from the driver. "I'm glad you could make it."As he led her inside, Rehmat couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Something about the house felt off, like it was hiding secrets. But she pushed the feeling aside and followed Amrit to her new room. as they through the corridor, she was amazed by the architectureAmrit's mansion is a grand, luxurious estate that exudes opulence and sophistication. To the left, a majestic staircase curves upward, its banister crafted from rich, dark wood. The walls are lined with exquisite artwork, and the air is thick with the scent of fresh flowers.The living room is a sprawling space with floor-to-ceiling windows that offer breathtaking views of the surrounding landscape. The room is furnished with plush, velvet sofas and armchairs, and the coffee table is made of gleaming silver.The dining room is a formal space with a long, mahogany table that seats at least a dozen people. The chandelier above is a sparkling crystal masterpiece, and the walls are adorned with delicate, hand-painted frescoes.Amrit's study is a cozy, masculine space with walls lined with leather-bound books and a roaring fireplace. The desk is a massive, ornate piece made of dark wood, and the chair behind it is a plush, high-backed affair.Upstairs, the bedrooms are sumptuous retreats with plush carpets, high ceilings, and enormous windows that offer stunning views. Amrit's bedroom is a tranquil oasis with a massive, four-poster bed and a private balcony that overlooks the gardens.The gardens themselves are a lush, vibrant paradise with winding paths, sparkling fountains, and a variety of exotic flowers and trees. A private pool and hot tub are nestled among the greenery, offering a secluded spot to relax and unwind.Overall, Amrit's mansion is a testament to his wealth and sophistication, a true masterpiece of luxury and design."I hope you'll be comfortable here," he said, opening the door to a beautifully decorated bedroom. "If you need anything, just let me know."She smiled, trying to hide her nerves. "Thank you, Amrit. I appreciate it."As he turned to leave, She called out, "Amrit?""Yes, Doc?" he replied, turning back to her."What's going on here?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "What am I really doing here?"Amrit's smile grew wider, and for a moment, Rehmat saw something glinting in his eyes. Something that made her blood run cold.

"You'll get to know soon." and he left the room leaving her alone

Rehmat stared at his retreating figure, feeling a flutter in her chest. She tried to focus on her task - helping Amrit heal - but the proximity to him was making her nervous.That night, as they sat down for dinner, Rehmat asked, "Amrit, can I ask you something?""Anything," he replied, his eyes locked onto hers."What's the real reason you wanted me to move in?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.Amrit's expression turned enigmatic. "I want you to see the real me, Rehmat. The me that no one else sees."Rehmat's heart skipped a beat. What secrets was he hiding?

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PS: I have converted this book into a cluster of short stories, and this is the first short story of this book