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Like every day, Manav was jogging on an almost vacant road. It was his daily habit. Very few people were jogging too. Manav was very happy these days because 5 days ago he had got an award for being debutant entrepreneur of the year. After the award, he was interviewed by some of the famous business magazines. Nowadays he's getting recognised.

But today he saw a gorgeous girl who was jogging with others. She looked marvellous in a tracksuit. She had hair bun which she fastened in a small round shape at the back of her head. Before Manav tried to find a way to converse with the girl, the girl approached and addressed herself to him.

"Hi! My name is Renu. Are you Manav Kaul?" The girl asked Manav.

Manav Kaul was a prominent businessman. He was a co-founder of a company where Indian smartphones were manufactured. Another co-founder was his friend Mihir Sen, his close friend. Manav was the most eligible bachelor. He looked fair with stubble. He had fitted body.

"Yes, I'm Manav Kaul. How can I help you?" Manav was happy but pretending to be a decent guy to the girl.

"I'm a big fan of yours. I follow every article where your name is mentioned in business magazines. You are setting the trend now." Renu acknowledged him.

Although Mihir was co-founder but Manav was extremely popular. Even some people believed that Manav was the only owner of the company.

"I'm a sale representative of a multinational company. I came to this city the day before to attend a seminar. I'll return home tomorrow. I am staying in a hotel. Would you mind to have dinner with me tonight at my hotel?" Renu asked.

Manav was surprised when Renu actually asked him for a dating in the evening. Manav never got time to love any girl. From adolescent, he was engaged with his studies. Later when he completed master degree in business administration, he along with his friend Mihir involved in making their own company. Today he got an opportunity to attend his first dating. He readily agreed and left the place of bidding the girl.

In the evening, he dressed as a prince appeared in the hotel room where Renu had stayed. He also bought a bouquet of flowers for her. He knocked on the door. The door was opened by Renu. She welcomed him into the room. She was looking more attractive. She was wearing a striped mini tank dress that barely covered her thigh. Manav gave the bouquet of flowers to her and sat on a sofa. She called room service and ordered some delicious foods with a bottle of premium whisky. Manav had never dated anyone. He was very excited. It seemed golden days to him. They started a nice conversation over dinner. Manav and Renu respectively sipped at their whisky with pleasure. Manav, being so delighted, started to share his life story to Renu. His story revolved around one pivotal character that was Mihir. It seemed that Mihir was Madhav's heartbeat.

Mihir was junior to him. Manav always cared for Mihir from their childhood. Mihir's father died when Mihir was the student of class eight. When Mihir was on the verge of leaving his study, Manav's father stood by his family. He financially helped Mihir to complete his master degree in Business administration. Even Manav covered all the mistakes that Mihir would do at times.

"I'm still proud of him. He is my brother. He's my only hope." Manav gulped down remaining whisky from the bottle.

Renu didn't speak about her life story. After an hour, Manav's eyes blurred. He fell asleep.

Next morning Manav got up and found himself on the bed of the hotel room. He looked for Renu and found her lying on the sofa.

"Did I do anything wrong with you last night?" He woke her up.

"No, don't worry. You fell asleep last night." Renu assured him.

He left for his own home after bidding Renu. In the afternoon, he heard someone knocking on the door of his house. He opened it. He saw some policemen in front of his door. Before he asking, one of the policemen snapped handcuffs around his wrists.

"What I did?" He inquired.

"You raped a girl whose name is Renu. She lodged an FIR against you an hour ago under Sections 354 A (sexual harassment), 375 (rape), 506 (criminal intimidation). You will be taken to the police station. You are booked for the rape charge. You are finished." One of them alerted.

In the police station, he called his friend cum co-owner, Mihir Sen. Mihir reached the police station in half an hour along with a lawyer. But the offence was non-bailable. He had to spend 5 days in police custody. On the 6th day, he was produced in the Session Court.

After the 2012 Nirvaya rape case, the prosecutions of rape charges became much faster than any other lawsuits. The girl had submitted every detail including a medical report that proved him guilty. He was taken to the jail after the honourable judge had concluded the lawsuit with 10-year rigorous imprisonment and 50,000 rupees fine.

Before Manav got into the police van, he hugged Mihir. They both were crying.

"Why did you do that?" Mihir asked Manav.

"I didn't do it. I am entrapped." Manav broke into tears.

"Then how did the girl present the medical report?" Mihir suspected.

"I don't know. Only I know that I didn't commit this heinous crime." Saying this he got into the van. The van left the court. It went straight to jail.

Mihir wiped his tears. He could not understand what he would do next. He got into his car. When he was about to start the car engine, he saw the girl was passing by his car. He opened the car's front door. The girl looked around and sat in his car.

"Wonderful! You're excellent. You sent my friend to jail. Here is your money." He handed over her 1 lakh rupees.

Renu aka Daliya, taking the money, alighted from the car.

Before leaving, she said to Mihir, "Manav likes you as his little brother. He told me everything about you. Why did you betray him?"

Mihir remembered his premeditated plan to incriminate Manav. Mihir was jealous of Manav’s popularity. They both built the company but only Manav was in the limelight. Therefore, Mihir made the plan. He exploited Daliya who was a call girl in a different state. He trained Daliya. He mixed sleeping pills into the whisky so that Manav fell asleep in the hotel. He also bribed the doctor who made a fake medical report.

He lit a cigarette. He puffed the smoke in the air for two or three times and threw the cigarette outside the car. He drove his car away.