Shabad was thinking and smiling how Armaan rebuilt her confidence about her body and everything
She didn't know what she did to deserve Armaan she thanked the god for giving her Armaan also prayed to keep him safe and fineShe was walking to her firm as she have to buy some stationary for her so she told Dad to leave her in the Market itself she would go to firm by herself
But they were not willing to do but Shabad convinced them and they let her go
She was walking towards the firm with her sling black bag in her left arm and both of her hands were holding polythene
She thought to take short cut and she came across of deserted street by seeing the condition of street it was like no one live her it consists of very old houses which are ruins she didn't get any good feeling about this street so she started to walk fastly to cross the street as much early as she can
She felt as someone was watching and following her but she was not sure she even turned to see but there was no one she thought it was her hallucination
But she know this street was not safe so she hurriedly Crossed it
She took a long breath when she saw her firmThe final date of case was here it was day after tomorrow she know she have to win the case to give justice to Nitesh
She was trying to collect the proof as much as she can and was also making stretegy to win the case
She called Nitish her client and asked about the adress of his ex wife he gave her
She smirked thinking his wife landed herself in her own trap
Shabad came back home after being tired and exhausted she took a long warm shower
"Tumahare yeh pyaare se night suit meri ek din jaan le lenge"Armaan said
I love these cute cute night suits specially these fruit prints😍
Shabad startled hearing a sudden voice of Armaan
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Queen Of His Heart👑
FanfictionA Lawyer married into a Royal Family Join the journey of Armaan Rathore and Shabad Armaan Rathore Let's see will they give each other a chance or not Warning⚠️ A hinglish book dialogues doesn't have a translation All the pictures in book are not mi...