Ahana Arora a 22 year old talented and beautiful women ..trying to fit in over social damsels society . Being an antisocial introvert who can kick anybody's ass with mocking them with her sarcasm ..struggling her life with her twin sister and abusing mom . A confusing past and with no hope of any good future. What will she do when her Not so perfect fairytale comes crashing down and she wakes up tied to a chair and a handsome man standing in front , looking at her . Uh. Ohhh _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-__-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_ ROLLER COASTER RIDE is about to start hold your seats... and yell when you get to a twist or turn..*winks* _________________________________________________________________ This is my first book .Share your reviews and give votes and views. This is a work of total fiction. Any resemblance to actual person , living or dead , locales and establishments are entirely coincidental. °•°°•°•°•°°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°°°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°° °I am editing this book right now so ignore the grammatical mistakes.... •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• (っ.❛ ᴗ ❛.)っ °°°Hugs°°°

Most impressive ranking #1 Chennai on 17 july 2020 #6 paris on 2 oct 2020 # 11 Paris on 19 august 2020 Two young people enter the world of arranged marriage. Two different minds and ideas named Dev and Trisha will they become a real couple?. In their married life they encounter misunderstandings, contemplations , realisations and revelations Will Paris the city of love teach them what is love and what is life? A small excerpt from the story Trisha shook her head disagreeing with her involuntary thoughts and then it dawned on her what kind of mess she must look like, hair out of place, wrinkled short kurta and jean, she shut her eyes irritated " Are you going to sleep standing?" He asked with a smirk in his face, she hated his wits and herself for not being resistant against his charms. "Lets go" she ordered Dev and Trisha both were quiet on the way to their new home, Trisha took in the stunning visual of the city.Dev tried his best to be a gentleman by helping her with the luggages as she was struggling to push the trolley handle inside , he thrusted his hand over her's exerting force. Trisha didn't understand how his hands were warm like the right temperature for her cold one and the same thing was going on in Dev's mind, why is her hand so cold. He wanted to intertwine his fingers with her soft ones giving her the much needed warmth and they both were actually gazing into each other's eyes a little too much when the taxi driver's words cut in " Pardon" he feigned a smile and pulled out the remaining luggages and he drove away