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बाबर आझमने सर्वात वेगवान 15 एकदिवसीय शतके, पाकिस्तानने सर्वाधिक धावांचा पाठलाग करताना एकदिवसीय विजयाची नोंद केली; पाकिस्तानमध्ये 28 वर्षांनंतर ऑस्ट्रेलिया हरला - PAK vs AUS: बाबर आझमने सर्वात जलद 15 ODI शतके पूर्ण केली, ODI मधील पाकिस्तानचा सर्वात मोठा धावांचा पाठलाग करणारा विजय; पाकिस्तानमध्ये 28 वर्षांनंतर ऑस्ट्रेलियाचा पराभव झाला

बाबर आझमने सर्वात वेगवान 15 एकदिवसीय शतके, पाकिस्तानने सर्वाधिक धावांचा पाठलाग करताना एकदिवसीय विजयाची नोंद केली; पाकिस्तानमध्ये 28 वर्षांनंतर ऑस्ट्रेलिया हरला – PAK vs AUS: बाबर आझमने सर्वात जलद 15 ODI शतके पूर्ण केली, ODI मधील पाकिस्तानचा सर्वात मोठा धावांचा पाठलाग करणारा विजय; पाकिस्तानमध्ये 28 वर्षांनंतर ऑस्ट्रेलियाचा पराभव झाला

पाकिस्तान विरुद्ध ऑस्ट्रेलिया: ३ सामन्यांच्या मालिकेतील दुसऱ्या वनडेत पाकिस्तानने ऑस्ट्रेलियाचा ६ गडी राखून पराभव केला. लाहोरच्या गद्दाफी स्टेडियमवर पाकिस्तानचा कर्णधार बाबर आझमने नाणेफेक जिंकून गोलंदाजीचा निर्णय घेतला. प्रथम फलंदाजी करताना ऑस्ट्रेलियाने 50 षटकांत 8 बाद 348 धावा केल्या. लक्ष्याचा पाठलाग करताना पाकिस्तान संघाने 49 षटकांत 4 बाद 352 धावा केल्या आणि सामन��� जिंकला. यशस्वी धावांचा…

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Agbara's Baby | A Short Story | Part 1

"C'mon Ty, you need to get out every now and then." Jackson Blackthorn leaned across the massive oak credenza in their upscale Midtown Atlanta law office. The mahogany shelves lining the walls were filled with leather-bound books, and sleek silver sculptures added a modern touch to the room's deep, earthy tones. The faint scent of cedar mixed with the richness of expensive cologne. This office screamed money, power, and status.

"Jackson, I know you, man. These chicken heads..."

"Whoa nelly! Amber was not a chicken head," Jackson shot back, pointing a manicured finger. His rich brown skin glowed beneath the soft office lighting. "She was a beautiful Black goddess that you decided was a bit too spicy for your taste."

"Too spicy? Man, she asked me to go to this swinger's club with her and watch her go down on a 95-year-old man. Gross!"

Jackson exploded with laughter, gripping his side as he nearly toppled from his leather executive chair. His tailored charcoal suit stretched across his broad shoulders, and the perfectly knotted silk tie around his neck seemed oddly out of place in such a chaotic moment.

"You know," Jackson wheezed, trying to catch his breath, "if you came to the club with me, all your woman problems would be solved."

Almost instantly, Jackson's face shifted from laughter to something more serious. His dark eyes locked onto Ty's, demanding more than just attention.

"Man, you know how I feel about that place. My answer is still no," Ty Sauron replied firmly, setting his gold pen down on his legal pad. There was no compromise in his voice. Jackson had been pressing him to join the secretive fraternity since their law school days, but Ty sensed something... unnatural about its members.

"Since you refuse to join the club," Jackson said with a smirk, "and you're absolutely terrible at finding love, then I'm all you got, buddy." He straightened his suit coat and strolled toward Ty, his polished loafers clicking against the polished hardwood floor. "Be ready at 7 p.m. You won't be disappointed, bruh. I promise."

Scene 2

LaToya Nash never went on a first date hungry. That was one of her personal rules. She sat at her rustic wooden dining table in her stylish Druid Hills loft, savoring the rich, savory broth she'd just prepared. The exposed brick walls and towering tropical plants transported her apartment into a lush urban jungle. Afternoon sunlight gleamed through her oversized windows, warming the room in golden hues.

"You owe me, Jackson," she muttered between sips. Her cousin had begged her to go out with one of his law partners, and she'd reluctantly agreed.

"This soup is sooo good," she purred, licking her lips. The secret was boiling the beef with the blood still fresh—just the way her grandmother taught her. "Cooking meat this way always gives it that mmmmm flavor."

Her iPhone buzzed against the table. She snatched up the glittering case. "Hello."

"You need to be there by 7:30 p.m. I'm picking Ty up at 7, and I told him he wouldn't be disappointed."

"Cuz, you don't have to worry," LaToya said with a teasing smile. "I'll be there."

Slurp, her fluffy black cat, strolled lazily across the room and rubbed against her leg. His golden eyes gleamed in the fading sunlight.

"Alright, don't be late." Jackson's voice carried a sharp edge before he hung up.

LaToya sighed and stirred her soup, her thoughts drifting. Jackson could be intense, but she trusted him. Since he'd introduced her to the club, her life had completely transformed. Now the head of social media marketing for The Main Idea, one of the nation's top marketing firms, LaToya was thriving. Her exclusive loft in Druid Hills was proof of her success. Soon, she'd be sipping cocktails on the beaches of Bali—all expenses paid.

LaToya gazed around her beautifully curated home. The tropical plants, shipped directly from Madagascar, swayed gently in the breeze from her ceiling fan. Dragging her long, manicured nails through her thick, woolly blond curls, she whispered under her breath.

"No, Cuz. I won't disappoint you."

Source: Agbara's Baby | A Short Story | Part 1