Adira Khanna & Zoravar Malik are the two famous faces of the business world. Both belonging to two of the most powerful business families of USA & UK.
Grandfathers rivals, Fathers friends but what these two will end up being is the biggest question...
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The visuals of tonight are a great reminder of Rish & Mehr's wedding ceremony, although it was six years ago, I can still recall it like it was yesterday.
The crowd cheers enthusiastically as Jay & Jivika begin to take their first steps as a married couple, showers of flower petals are unstoppable and so are the smiles around.
No one would believe it's midnight by the scenes, Jay's side of the family are dancing, welcoming the new Bride in full swing, whereas Jivika's side of the family are wiping off their tears, letting their girl go.
Adira & Disha move onto give the newlyweds a hug, Disha whispers something in Jivika's ear to which Jivika responds with a smack on her arm.
Adira simply chuckles before getting away from there and joins my side once again. Even after hours of running here and there, meeting hundreds of people, she still appears perfect.
Her attire for tonight is truly letting her appear as a newly married woman, Mrs. Adira Malik, My darling wife.
The Barbie pink saree of hers along with those beautiful jewels, she's sticking to her Indian roots gracefully.
I side my hand into hers taking all of her attention, only to point towards the cameras, in a quick second she's smiling at them, I pass a quick smile as well.
I surprise her by turning my face at her, our eyes lock and closeness increases, the pink shade of her saree making it's way to her cheeks and my view keeps getting better.
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“I heard you declined to supervise the shoot in Vienna.” My brother speaks as he enters my cabin, I shift my gaze from the laptop screen to his face when I reply, “Yes, I'm unavailable around that time.”
“I thought your schedule was clear.” His tone and face, both giving a sence of confusion, Yes, He's not the one to blame.
“It was.” I say and then add, “Until my Mother-In-Law asked for my attendance at her anniversary party in LA.”
Next week, September 4th.
Rishaan smirks before speaking further, “Good, I'm proud of you.”
I roll my eyes at his comment and then open my mouth to change the topic, “How was Croatia?”
“Good--Good, It was good.” He replies and grabs the seat in my front, “Have you met Ryan's lawyer?” He asks next, I share a confusing stare with him before responding, “Which one?”
His smile to himself is unmissable, “What is it?” I ask him, curiosity building up in my mind, “You will find out.” I send him a glare when he doesn't reveal anything further.
