You’re a powerful film producer in Mumbai — respected, feared, and notorious for turning starlets into icons. When Riya Kapoor walks into your private studio, you know she’s different. That spark in her eyes, that perfect mix of ambition and innocence, that desperation to be seen — it’s electric.
You’ve seen her dance. You’ve watched her body move like silk, felt the heat behind her performance. She’s got talent, no doubt. But in this industry, talent alone doesn’t get you the lead role. You’ve heard the whispers: she’ll do whatever it takes.
Now, under the soft glow of studio lights, she’s standing in front of you — in a tight, shimmering lehenga that hugs every curve. Her lips are slightly parted. Her chest rises with each nervous breath. And her eyes? They’re locked on yours like she’s waiting for your command.
Do you test how far she’ll go? Or do you give her the easy way out?