The story of two poles, who don't know each other at all. Meet because of the family but love each other on their own will. Srida Sharma and Anshuman Bansal was a two opposite pole but get attracted by each other but after soo many hard work. Soo, l...
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I woke up with content sleep today, ready for a jog after Advit arrived. We jogged for a good amount of time, but one thing kept captivating me—I had to inform him about kidnapping Sana with us.
"We kidnapped her," I said with a straight face.
This led to Advit freezing and receiving a light punch to his stomach as I controlled the speed at the right time. He stumbled back and sat on the grass with its effect.
"OHHH GODDD!!!!!" he groaned and grumbled and kissed the grass with his butt, hissing in pain he looked at me.
"How can you be so absent-minded, you duffer!" I said, sitting on the grass beside him.
"You're talking about that Sana, right?" he confirmed, and I nodded, staring at the front of the garden.
"What are you gonna do with her, dii?" he asked, and I scoffed.
"Of course, I will not worship her; I will kill that bitch," I said, gritting my teeth at the memory of her.
"I want to join!" he said, and I looked at him for a minute and nodded
Of course, he also has the right to kill that bitch, but I won't let his hands get dirty with her blood. Now, only Abhi bhai is left to inform. He knows this work, as he was the one who motivated me to take revenge on your own. And I am doing the same now!
"When?"
"Tomorrow, so I need your help to make an excuse so that we can go there in the afternoon," I said. He nodded.
"Where?" he furrowed.
"Anaya's warehouse here in Udaipur, where we kept her hostage," I said. He nodded.
"Okay, be ready tomorrow afternoon." he said, and I nodded. In these works, Advit is the most silent and action-oriented man, while I, let it be, am 50-50 types.
After coming to my room, I removed a lavender-colored dress, as we are going to the temple of Shivji and Kanha Jii. After taking a relaxing bath, I wore my dress and applied sunscreen, lip gloss, and mascara for makeup. And not to forget a bindi. Then, I wore some silver bangles, a pair of my favorite Jhumki, and anklets. It's Nani's anklet, her last remembrance. Also, my chain. And I'm ready with my hair open with a middle partition. Spraying my lavender perfume and giving a last look at myself, I moved out of my chamber to the main hall.
Almost everybody was present in the hall, and my eyes met a pair of hazel eyes standing some distance from me, looking at me intensely. I couldn't help but check him out. Hmmmm, looking hot and se-
'Shut up, Srida Sharma, behave.' I mentally banged my head on the wall.
White mirror-work kurta with white pants, gelled hairs, trimmed beard. Boys look fucking handsome in minimalism.
