Indian Chronicles Book II
My Husband, My Monster.
Mistakes?
I've done enough in my life.
But the biggest mistake was to fall for The Monster.
Jaiveer Singh Rathore.
I thought it to be the beautiful mistake, not realizing it would turn out to be ugl...
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Would you rather go out with your friends or with your crush?
Would you rather kiss your brother's best friend or best friend's brother?
Would you rather spend all day sleeping or reading?
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Shravani's POV.
Jaiveer crossed his arms around his chest as he waited for me, he was clad in gray colored co-ords, and it was shocking seeing him in casuals, but the monster looked pretty cute today. With his hair not gelled properly and a little messy and sunglasses resting in its place, the white sneakers cherry on the top. Ugh, he needs to stop being so mouthwatering all the time.
"Send me all the pictures." Savannah squealed as she gave me a hug, and before I could reply, dad called my husband.
"Take extra care of her, she is your responsibility, I don't want you to disappoint me." Dad went on to his totally overly protective mode.
I am blessed to have him and mum as my parents.
"I will take care of her, Uncle Kabir." his answer was curt.
"You better be."
I hugged mum and dad once before settling inside the car with Veer as the driver drove off to the private terminal with the other two cars following us.
I am way too excited about this trip, it's a kind of of honeymoon for me.
"Hey Tasha, let's keep it a surprise, don't tell them anything for now....yeah, surely." My eyes narrowed at him when he hung up the call.
Who's this Tasha bitch?
"Who is Tasha?" I asked, not able to control myself, he gave me a 'no of your concern' look, but he uttered out as well "My cousin." An uptight answer which made me roll my eyes.
Poor Tasha, sorry for cursing you.
We reached the private terminal, chasing away all the paps as our car made its way inside, my eyes widened when I looked at his jet.
It was in black color as well, damn, what's with his obsession with color black? I expected his jet's exterior it to be white, but it's pitch black, I hate this color but here it looked so fucking royal.
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