Hearts Entwined An arranged marriage lovestory.
He's a viper in negotiation, striking swiftly and decisively.
"Ekansh Vir Chaudhary " (age27) the name itself hold the power, dominance, ruthlessness but who knows the person with Menacing Presence onl...
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As I sat beside Ansh for the pooja, I couldn't help but marvel at how different he looked in this setting—calm, serene, like the perfect image of a "seedha-saadha bacha."
(Ekansh's outfit)
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Just hours earlier, he was up to no good, making my heart race and calling me cute while he tried to fluster me. Now, sitting there like he hadn't been the same person teasing me senseless, I smirked. Dekho toh sahi, abhi jo harkatein ho rahi thi, vo kaun tha aur ye kaun hai?
Ansh's nostrils flared slightly, and he shot me a quick glare, his nose scrunched in irritation. "Ita, stop it," he hissed under his breath, trying not to disrupt the pooja.
But I wasn't done teasing him. No way. Not after the way he had been acting with me upstairs. I gave the kurta another tug, twisting it again as if I hadn't heard him.
He muttered something under his breath, then grabbed my hand, clearly fed up. His grip was firm but gentle, and before he knew it, he was absentmindedly rubbing small circles on the palm. The warmth of his touch sent little shivers up my spine, but I had to stifle my giggles because I knew what was coming next.
