A handsome billionaire trying to catch a beautiful butterfly and cage her forever!!
Will she be caught and caged?
Or
Fly high breaking the cage?
Peep in to know....
This book is a journey of a Girl trying to find happiness in her...
Hand wrapped around my waist and eyes closed prayed god for one last time. I was about to fall in the ground but a hand wrapped my waist just like in films. I wrapped my hand around the neck of my hero thanks Hardik wait why is Hardik wearing a necklace? I opened my eyes to see the most embarrassing sight ever. Dadi was holding me my eyes shoot up and I looked down all red.
Mother Earth pls swallow me !! I heard two laughter from behind it was mom and nani . One glare from dadi made them mumble their laugh. Finally dadi put me on the ground.
"Can't you even walk properly listen Khushi you are a pregnant lady you are carrying the Pandya heir inside you so pls take care of that" she said and left.
"Khushi come beta lets leave you are fine na?" Mom asked
"Yes " I said
We all left Hardik and his dad would reach the venue from office itself. Soon we reached the venue.
"Beta you go and sit their Hardik will join you soon" mom said
I sat their and pandit ji put a tika on my forehead and soon Hardik join and the ritual started. A lot of people came and praised me and gave me and Hardik well wishes.
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Soon the puja ended we distributed the gifts to all ate the lunch. Mom and dad went for shopping while Hardik dadi and I went home.
Right now I was sitting in my dressing room and removing my jewelleries.
'Baby what should I make for dinner today' I asked keeping hand on my stomach.
"Rajma chawal"
"Baby you spoke but how and this is not fare why do you have a voice like your dad ?" I said
I realised after a minute it was Hardik I turned back it was Hardik standing crossing his arms I pouted angry and said
"Baby today I ll make malai kofta and nan"
"What I want rajma chawal" Hardik said
"Should I also make khulcha along with nan baby" I said ignoring Hardik
"Khushi don't make me angry I said only rajma chawal will be cooked do you get it" Hardik said angrily
I got scared and replied in a soft voice
"I cannot make rajma"
"WHY" he shouted I flinched on his tone and quietly said
"Because there is no rajma in the house" I said
His face was worth watching. I badly wanted to laugh at him but I control it for my dear life. He took out his phone and called someone and said
"Aman I want 50 kg of rajma in my home within an hour"
