BOOK ONE OF ARRANGED SERIES
Abhimanyu Singh Chauhan X Saumya (Thakur) Singh Chauhan
"I don't deserve you Abhimanyu ji, I'm not perfect, I have scars, I am a victim, leave me-------
"Shhh, I dare you to complete that, biwi ji. No one, I repeat no o...
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"Abhimanyu Singh Chauhan!! Come out now!!! Where are you hiding bastard!!!
The ferocious and loud voices echoed throughout the Chauhan's hall as the intruder entered the mansion abruptly after beating up the guards outside.
His eyes were red, hair dishevelled and his erratic breathings are telling, he won't spare the name he was shouting.
His fists were shaking to beat the life out of Abhimanyu Singh Chauhan because he dared to marry Saumya against her will.
He dared to marry Saumya in absence of Nishant Thakur.
So here he is now ready to destroy the man who dared to bother his sister, everything happened in his absence was what irked him more.
Neither Saumya informed him nor any of the person he knew. How dare them!
Saumya never wanted to get married.
Nishant would've never find out what happened to his sister.
He tried to shout again but the sound of anklets made him halt.
Turning his head towards the stairs, his eyes got stuck at the nymph descending down the stairs with slow steps. Her doe eyes wide with curiousity and fixed at him.
He was baffled by her ethereal beauty. The mesmerizing scene didn't let his brain process. She was tiny, looking fragile but has everything which makes her ideal for him.
He didn't even realise that he wasn't breathing the whole time.
Riya walked towards him and snapped her fingers to break his staring session oops---admiring session.
Nishant shook his head and looked here and there again gaining his angry composure.
"How can we help you mister?
Riya's soft voice again made his eyes softened and muscles relaxed, like he wasn't fuming earlier.
He cursed under his breath and cleared his throat before speaking sternly.
"Where is my sister??
Riya judged the man from head to toe with a frown.
The man looked decent, wearing a black tuxedo, white shirt underneath with upper buttons undone and height as similar as her Rayan Jiju, according to her, the man looked hot until he spoke shit. His hairs were dishevelled and tiredness seeping through his eyes but that enhanced the attractiveness.
Nishant admired Riya until she was done checking him up and over all according to her, the man is weird.
"What do you mean?
Riya asked crossing her arms over chest.
Nishant controlled the urge to pull her cheeks. She almost reached till his chest, tiny buy firece kitten.
