𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔... ************************************ Allie and Nathan have been bestfriend's their entire lives- they do everything together including, now, college. Nathan is the more experienced one out of the two, often being considered a man whore who only knows how to do casual flings and meaningless hook ups. Allie, on the other hand, is the total opposite and still a virgin. And she hates Nathans protectiveness over her when it comes to men. Allie decides it's time to lose her virginity and just get it over with now that she's a college girl, but she wants her first time to be special with someone she trusts. Who better than her own bestfriend? What happens once that line has been crossed and there's no going back? Can they maintain the friendship and really let it be "Just this once"?

AKSHAT SINGHANIA - A literature professor in Singania Institute of Arts and Commerce. He is soft and caring person with a tough exterior, who doesn't believe in love or marriage because of his parent's broken relationship and his ex wife's betrayal. As a professor, he's dedicated to his work, and his no-nonsense attitude masks a softer side. AMRIT TRIPATHI - She is a straightforward but introvert student, embodying simplicity and honesty. While others vie for the attention of their stern professor, Akshat, Amrit remains unnoticed until life takes an unexpected turn. Her future dream is to become an writer and she is starting her PHD. However their fates intervened when Akshat had to marry Amrit for saving her from humiliation. Jump inside to join their journey ✨

"What did you say to Papa yesterday?" Adhvita stood in front of him, eyes blazing with pain and fury. Her tears were ready to fall, but her pride held them back - for now. Ibrahim's heart sank. He had never imagined that the girl he once called his faith would look at him like he was a stranger. He tried to hold her hand. She pushed him away and shouted, "MAINE POOCHA AAPNE KYA KAHA THA KAL PAPA SE?" He couldn't speak. As if something was choking his throat. Red eyes. Silent tears. Fear. Not of being wrong - but of losing her. "...Divorce." The word barely escaped his lips. A loud slap followed. Her world shattered. "So you're leaving me?" she whispered, broken. He closed his eyes, nodded slowly. She trembled. Held his hands. Kissed them. "Just once... say it's a lie, Jaana..." Her tears fell on his hands like drops of pain. "I'll die without you." Her voice cracked, her soul screamed. She fell to his feet. Begging. Crying. Shaking. "Please don't leave me, Jaana... please... take me with you..." No one stopped him. No one held her. He bent down, kissed her forehead. "I love you." Vo jaa rha tha, Woh jaane ke liye hi to aaya tha. ★ Start ~ 14 April 2024 End~

The One she loved left her a day before her marriage The ones she cared humiliated her,despised her and blamed her for everything but what will happen when she will be forced to marry a mere stranger Aditi Sharma a 24 year old aspiring CA an ambivert who loves her family Daksh Agnihotri a 30 year old businessman, introvert doesn't like to express his emotions, lives with his only grandma [Dakhs: you wanted to see me married right? Grandma: yes beta I'm dying to see ur bride who will bring joy to our empty lives Who will fill this quite mension with the sounds of her anklets (Tears gathered in her eyes) Daksh:Then I'm getting married Her eyes widened Grandma: what when did you meet he-, What's her name , what's her age, how does she looks Daksh: I Don't know Grandma: WHAT THE- U're getting married to her and you don't even know her name??????]

❀° ┄──────╮ 𝒟𝑒𝒹𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃: 𝘛𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘺. ╰──────┄ °❀ Ibrahim Alaamah who is a pure Muslim guy. A man of his words, well mannered, a bit short tempered, serious who also has a hobby of collecting luxury cars. A workoholic person who always keeps himself away from relationship stuffs. ❝ 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. ❞ ~ ᴵᴮᴿᴬᴴᴵᴹ ᴬᴸᴬᴬᴹᴬᴴ Amaya Verma who is a pure Hindu girl. A girl who loves fashion, chubby, lively,a bit badtameez but soft hearted. A girl who never compromises with her things and choices in her life. ❝ 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. ❞ ~ ᴬᴹᴬʸᴬ ⱽᴱᴿᴹᴬ 𝘕𝘖𝘞 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘘𝘜𝘌𝘚𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕 𝘈𝘙𝘐𝘚𝘌𝘚- 「 ✦ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ɪꜰ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴘᴏʟᴀʀꜱ ꜰᴀʟʟꜱ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ? ᴡɪʟʟ ꜱᴏᴄɪᴇᴛʏ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ? ᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏɴ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇ ʙᴏᴜɴᴅᴀʀɪᴇꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪꜰᴇ? ✦ 」 ➽───────────────❥ ☾₊‧⁺ ┄──────╮ 𝑀𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝐻𝓊𝓂𝓃𝒶𝓋𝒶 ╰──────┄ ⁺‧₊☽ ~𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐, 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪 𝘫𝘢

"What is your favourite colour?" Esha asked, her fingers grazing her husband's jaw as she leaned back lazily against him on their couch. "Green," he said in a blink, thinking about her in green. It was sight to watch his wife in green, their first meet was still vivid in his memories. She'd worn a beautiful green anarkali, and a pair of cream jhumkas. The light around in the restaurant helped her to shine like a star along with her twinkling eyes and he'd instantly felt tempted by the woman. "Ey! That's mine." She urged turning her head to meet his eyes. Giving her coy and beautiful smile, that's only and only reserved for her, he cupped her soft cheeks in his palms and pecked her nose, right on the piercing-he so loved, and whispered. "And you are mine, sweetheart."