• 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐬.
"Well, What can we expect from a match made in hell and a story started at a funeral?"
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• 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞.
A powerful business tycoon. A man, whose mere p...
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𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒉 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑹𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆 --
Not everyone is lucky enough to find the one who makes you realize the thing which has been missing from your life until they arrive. I found mine.
Parinidhi Gupta. She is mine the day I laid my eyes on her, the day I held her waist and the second I looked into her eyes. Mine. I'll make sure she knows that.
She made my whole life upside down just with her glares and smirks. She is a lot unique and a whole masterpiece.
I appears differently each time we met, a fiery queen to a mature woman. And I'm liking her every side, I like her mood swings to her cravings, her glares to her frowns, her brown wavy to her painted nails. I like every bit of her to the point it scaring me.
She is a woman who is confidant yet mature. A woman who know the difference between being a bitchy brat and a sassy woman. She is everything which I have been searching in my whole life.
A woman who speaks her mind, who is never afraid of anyone, who wears an invisible crown on her head, who never bends her head infront of anyone. Not even me. Behaves like a fucking queen and the major turn on is when she glares, right looking dead in my eyes.
People fear me seeing my status, power and authority, they see me as one of the Rathore but they never saw me as a Rudransh. Just Rudransh. When ever she speaks with mischief a chill run in my body. She is someone who sees me in the way, which I'm willing to hide from the world.
Her mischievous brown eyes stare into mine with a lot of curiosity like she is searching answers for the question she is not aware of.
"Thank you for the food and meds" I looked at her beautiful face and her eyes big brown eyes which test my last drop of sanity, are struck on my brothers. Her so called friends! If it's not about the phone call of the important clients, I would have ate my dinner with her. Happily, this stupid work had to ruin my plans.
She is having a hard time standing on her feet. The guard has arrived with a pair of comfortable foot ware for her. I took a step towards her but fuck. She smiled. SHE SMILED but, she smiled while looking at them? wait, Aren't I the one who carried her around? took care of her like a gentleman. Why is she smiling at the good for nothing brothers of mine?
Oh god, her dimples popped out. How can she be real? She is looking ethereal like a fairy fallen from the heaven. Pari.
Whoever had named her, they named her right.
Her deep brown orbs and her dimples are the deadly combination. Does she want to kill me now? when did I become so utterly cheesy and jealously type. As much as I tried to control an unbearable urge to hide her from the world so that, only I can look at her smile and admire her, I couldn't control.
