[Sequel of 'MY SUBCONSCIOUS DESIRE']
Once again, a tale of desire and respect
Once again, a tale of Rathod and family bond
A multi-couple story.
Four different people,
poles apart,
but destiny plays its role.
Two soulmates,
two stories.
One...
someone is copying your favourite book 'My subconscious desire' Few of my readers informed me in my conversation box.
'Angel's Lucifer' the book name by someone named 'dreamyy_ writes' Three peoples says the same name. When I searched then I'm not able to see it, maybe the respective author blocked me. Even those informers too tried but Maybeshe blocked them too or there might be a case she pull that book down. If it is then no problem I'm happy she realized 😊 but if not...
As I'm not able to check it, can my readers do that for me? I don't want anyone to take advantage of my hard work, this book took my a lot and such cheap trick for the first time is making me this angry.
PLEASE HELP ME!!
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"You didn't let me count 1, 2, 3," Ashwin shouted at Vijay, who ignored him and drove the car fast. Shashi Thakur's men started following them.
Ashwin huffed at the ignorance but felt a tight grip on his hand. He looked at his tangled fingers with Shriya, who unknowingly tightened her hold, feeling secure. She continuously looked back with fear and worry visible in her eyes. Ashwin moved his eyes from their intertwined hands to her face, getting lost in her beauty.
"Goddess of beauty!"
His mind exclaimed, seeing her beautiful bridal look. (Not him his mind is just like Vidharth's internal voice)
He lost track of his thoughts for a while. A small smile made its way noticing a curled baby hair of her which was moving in the air near her ear. His hand is itching to caress that curled. He could imagine the softness of it
Before he could pull his imagination into action, he froze as Shriya suddenly turned towards him and made eye contact.
'She is ethereal,'
His mind once again said, bringing him out of the trance. The incident from year ago flashed in his mind, and his jaw tightened as he broke the eye contact and cleared his throat, pulling his hand away gently. He didn't want to make it more difficult for Shriya nor did he want to be the reason behind her pain.
He looked out of the window while Vijay was only focused on driving he wanted to get out of the place.
Shriya wanted to ask about her mother, she is building the courage to speak up.
A few times she opens her mouth but nothing comes out. No, it's not like she is scared of Ashwin, instead, she feels a kind of security when she is holding his hand and running from the mandap. An unknown assurance.
