"Jojo, I love you" she said "Tara, you are just 15" I said "No!! until I will turn 18, you will find someone else" she said "No, I won't" I said with a smile "Promise???" she asked forwarding her hand "Promise SUNSHINE" I promised taking her hand _______________________________________ " That son of a b*tch, AT " I hissed looking at my bleeding hand. "Oh my god!!! your hand is bleeding so much" came an angelic voice which broke my chain of thoughts. I turned around and saw the most beautiful woman, just like an angel. . "Are you alright?" came the angel's voice I just nodded still mesmerized by her beauty. Suddenly, she took my rough hands in her soft ones and tied a handkerchief around it. "Now it's better!" she said with a smile which made my heart flutter with unknown emotions. "Taraksha Sharma" she extended her hand "Kabir Rathod" I said with a smile that I myself don't know existed. "Please take care Kabir! Bye!" She said and went away. Not so soon angel, not so soon You will be mine, just mine Because BEAUTY belongs only to her BEAST. ________________________________________ "Nice to meet you Mr. Rajvansh" "Same here Mr. Rathod, So, where is your fiance?" "Oh! she is just coming" "Ohh! Ok" "Hello Mr. Rajvansh" I turned around and my world stopped. "Tara" ________________________________________ There are some scenes that may trigger you. So, read-only if you are comfortable. Cover- @Lady_whistleup

"Why do you hate me so much, Maan" she asked hiccupping, hitting his chest. "I never said that" he said holding her hands. ____________________________________ "So, my Ita, how does it feels to be Mrs. Dutta," he asked holding her from behind while making eye contact in the mirror. "Best feeling in this world, Mr. Dutta" she replied kissing his cheek. ____________________________________ "I BLOODY ASKED YOU TO DO ONE THING BUT YOU CAN'T EVEN DO THAT!" he shouted slamming the wooden desk with his fists. "I am sorry, sir" she replied with tears welling up in her eyes. ____________________________________ "I will kill that man if I see him near you again" he said dangerously running his index finger from her forehead to neck. "W...why" she asked stammering. "Because you are mine"... ____________________________________ Cover- @Lady_whistleup

~Glimpse~ "Dusro ki Cheezo ko Lena, Acchi Baat Nahi Hoti hai Bai sa." She looked back and my eyes met those Beautiful Orbs, A small frown spread on her Calm and Gorgeous Face as She turned her face back towards the Peacocks and asked. "Aapko Humara Note nahi mila? Humne Aapki Desk per Rakha tha." "Note Toh Mila par, Hume Apni Cheeze Baantna pasand nahi hai" I said, Trying to Tease her. But Her being the Innocent person, She turned to me and Closed the book, Before forwarding it in my direction. "Sorry, hume pata nahi tha. Actually I love reading and When I saw this book it fascinated me, so I thought... But It's Okay I will read it some other Day." She passed me a smile and kept the Book On the Ground for me to Pick. I held her hand and Kept the book back in her Hand making her Look at me with Confused Eyes. "Humne Kaha Hume Pasand Nahi hain, iska ye matlab nahi ki Hum Seekh nahi Sakte. Hone wali biwi hain aap humari, Zindagi Baant rahe hain aapke saath chizein Baantna bhi seekh Jayenge." □■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■ ~Protagonist~ Abhimanyu Singh Rathore, 29 year old Young Man Known as Hukum of Rajasthan by the Residents of Rajasthan, While He is known as a Sharp minded Business Man in the Industry. Ridhima Mishra, a 24 -soon to be 25- year old Psychologist, Not Psychiatrist, Hope you know the difference, Is know as a Kind and Understanding Person by the people around her. □■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■ To see how their love story will Unfold, Do check out my book Hukum's Biwi, Which is the First book of Rathore series..