It's a story about pratiksha, an innocent girl from a middle-class family. She falls in love with a wrong guys , but her destined one turns to be a billionaire who's also belongs to a royal family.
Gaurav singh rathore the power his name holds in in...
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Pratiksha has been holding her diary for hours like she doesn't know what to write in her diary.
Her mind was all surrounded by that market incident, "why am I keep encountering that guy" she thought to herself while narrowing her eyes in confusion.
"Okay stop thinking about him dude if you think about it a lot, then what if you encounter him again"
Sounds stupid though ,but thinking about something or someone also called manifestation. which means it can be true she said to herself in her mind because she has been reading this ebook " the power of manifestation"
Author pov
"😝Try it may be, you'll meet your favourite celeb or got something whatever you want" okay sorry to interrupt back to the story"
Pratiksha pov
No no, I don't want to meet him again something embarrassing will again happen.
But he's so cute though she said, her mind interfered *and too hot* she said "yup correct hot" realizing what she said a blush rushed through her cheeks again
Her mom came" yeah so hot"
Pariksha's eyes even got wider.
"What mum?" She asked in shock
"Arey today's weather is so hot" her mum replied
She nods with her wide eyes.
"Now sleep you have your college farewell tomorrow, you didn't want to look stunning or want eye bags and dark circles," her mum said to annoy her as she know how her girl is so much into skincare and stuff.
"Mum don't say this I'll not get dark circles" she replied and hide herself in the covers to sleep.
They both laugh her mum headed out of her room.
Morning
She woke up but see, she only have 30 minutes to get ready
Mum why didn't you wake me yup she said
Her mum replied I've been waking you since 5 am but you weren't so I thought to let her be.
I've ironed your saree and your jewelry is there on your dressing table
A smile formed on her lips thank you mum she peck her cheeks and rushed to get a bath
