Brotherhood Billionaires Book 2
He wanted her then and he wants her now. And this time he won't let her go.
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Madhav Raj Singh Ranawat
No one knows the side of her that she hides fr...
Jaana, mere sawaalon ka manzar tu Haan, main sookha sa, saara samandar tu
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( Finally I found her outfit.😭)
" Are you ready," Aarna asks, walking inside the room.
" How is it," I ask looking at myself in this traditional heavy attire.
" Killer. Madhav will have a hard time controlling his expressions. " She says with a wink.
" It's not like he will see my face," I say. I haven't pulled the veil yet.
" Since you still have some time. There is something for you." She says taking out a red envelope from her purse.
" What's it," I ask sitting down on the couch.
" You'll have to figure it out on your own." She says handing it to me.
" I am so grateful that I got you as my best friend. I wish you all the happiness. I am going and telling your Man that if he breaks your heart I am going to kick him in the balls. " She says bringing a smile to my nervous face.
She left before I could ask any further questions about what she gave me.
I remove the seal from the envelope that has no name.
To My Sherni / Biwi / The Love of my life / My world / My Everything
I believed in love seeing my parents. But never in love at first sight. Never thought that a single emotion could be so overpowering. I never thought that I would be so deeply and madly in love with someone that without her, I would not be able to live. To smile or to even feel like myself.
The day I saw you for the first time. ( Not to mention our childhood encounter) Your presence was like a breath of fresh air. Like I am breathing for the very first time. While you were completely ignorant of my existence.
