"THIS CONVERSTAION IS NOT BASELESS, I HAVE THE DAMN PROOF YOU CAN CHECK YOUR PHONE"
Abhimaan Singh Rathore, An arrogant ruthless man who loves his work as much as he loves his family. Not even a single scratch can arise on his family when he is the...
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( Get a sneak peek of what all chaos happened on their reception ☠️🔪🔪🔪)
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Abhimaan's POV
Her face got pale when I told her about her parents coming to our reception.
A part of me desperately wanted to know the reason why she never talked about her family. I already know that she doesn't have a good relationship with her Chachi (Aunty) but I don't know a single thing about her Mom and Dad.
But I decided to give her time as she looked horrified whenever I asked her about them.
Whatever the reasons are, I'll never let anyone come near her or lay a finger at her. I felt a rush of curiosity and desperation to numb her pain and heal her scars but only if she lets me, never by force.
Common Kiara, Let me in!
I don't know the feeling that I felt these past few days. But somehow, Everything felt better around her. My dark days are easily gone by just seeing her face as if she is the light to my darkness.
Being around her felt like a ray of hope, as if it is a sign to live everyday with so much content and happiness that you forget what your problems are.
It's easy to know someone's happiness and sorrow but to get a person with whom you can feel, live and started to have every ounce of happiness deeply is a special kind of feeling.
I guess that is what love is....
No shut up you're going too fast abhimaan
He is so delulu ✨ . I don't know why but I like being around her. For a person like me who has never laughed in his entire life, is now smiling like an idiot in front of his whole family.
I was highly impressed by her when she threw daggers at Vanya with her words. That girl was never my girlfriend, she was just after my money. Even Ayesha Bhabhi is fed up with her tricks and tantrums. . . .
The next morning
I woke up with a scent of lavender as always. I tilted my face to see her face covered with her hair, sleeping peacefully in my arms.
Little does she know that after placing the pillow in between us, she always kicks it and cuddle me in her sleep, since the day we started sleeping on the bed.
Her cute little eyes started to open up slowly adjusting to the light and a red hue started forming in her cheeks.
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