Shivaay Singh Oberoi has everything planned out in his life, a loving family, a settled career and a gorgeous girlfriend. Everything in his life was perfect until the vixen named Annika Jayant Deshmukh with a dangerous beauty and even more lethal intelligence entered his life bringing a storm that raptured his entire plan. She isn't the type of girl you are supposed to love, she has all the traits which a man "doesn't" want in his wife but Shivaay couldn't help the untamed desire he feels toward her. How every time she is in front of him, all he want to do is push her to the nearest wall and make her scream his name that otherwise just throw sarcastic remarks. It was wrong, he was getting married to someone else and what made the entire situation worse is the girl he was marrying is the sister of the girl he fantasize the most.

•• A single look at the razor blade he knew it won't be effective in cutting a few nerves in his wrist. He strode the length of his room anxiously looking around each corner of the room gawking for a suitable sharp object. His eyes settled on the fruit basket, where a large knife was stuck between the medium-sized apples and oranges. Those fruits were recommended by his nutritionist for his vitamins usefulness, however, those didn't help him but the knife comes across to be intriguing and benefitting. With his trembling hands, he drew out the knife and noticed his reflection on the smooth and mirroring surface. His face had paled like ghost, dark eye bags beneath his eyes, his usual twinkling eyes were short of life. His happiness for the past two weeks didn't last for long. To no extent, it tears a collection of tissues of his left wrist. The sharp alloy of steel made its way to the abyss cutting through his couple of nerves. Unable to control the pain building inside his system, he groaned and steadily held the pillar of the balcony. He tried not to shout and moved towards the corner, in the process his foot hit the coffee table resulting in the mugs falling and shattering down. He with his glassy eyes looked down, the marble floor was still clean but a few blood droplets were fast in plunging and making their spot on the ground •• Started-07/12/2021 Completed-24/01/2022

Separated by distance united by hearts. But what happens when time leaves insecurities etched on hearts? A couple try to rekindle love that they once had. Will they be successful and sail their marriage through the storms life puts their way? • Stand Alone • For a longer description read the prologue. Started : 1st September 2018 Completed : 20th November 2018 © anamika_writes