Fame. Pressure. Expectations. For Shubman Gill, it's all part of the game. At just twenty-five, he's not just the poster boy of Indian cricket - he's a national obsession. With endorsements piling up, media chasing every move, and the IPL around the corner, his life is nothing short of chaotic. That's when he decides to hire a personal manager - someone sharp, reliable, and unaffected by the glamor. What he doesn't expect is her. Enter Vanya Malhotra, a fresh college graduate with big dreams, zero experience in the sports industry, and a stubborn fire in her heart. She's not dazzled by Shubman's fame, nor does she pretend to be. All she wants is to prove herself - and she's ready to take on the madness, even if it means dealing with the most high-maintenance cricketer in the country. Their worlds clash from the very first meeting - he's guarded, cocky, and set in his ways. She's direct, ambitious, and refuses to be intimidated. But beneath the surface, something starts to shift. In the middle of endorsement shoots, team travels, and late-night strategy calls, the lines blur. Between playful arguments and moments of unexpected vulnerability, they begin to find comfort in each other. But nothing about love is simple - not when the world is watching. A story about unexpected beginnings, professional boundaries, and finding love in the most chaotic corners of life. When Shubman Gill meets Vanya Malhotra, it's not just another professional partnership - it's the beginning of a story neither of them saw coming.

A Shubman Gill fanfiction There are some people you never really get over. Not because you still love them-sometimes you do, sometimes you don't. But because what happened between you and them carved something so deep, even time walks around it carefully. For Rhea Merchant, Shubman Gill was that person. They weren't just college sweethearts-they were gravity. He was the rising cricket star with charm, ambition, and the world at his feet. She was the fiercely intelligent psychology major who saw past his fame and into the boy beneath. Their love was built in libraries, whispered during bus rides to outstation matches, and sealed under moonlit rooftops in Delhi. The kind of love people wrote poetry about. Until it broke. Until a scandal exploded that nearly destroyed Shubman's career, and all the evidence pointed to the one person he trusted most: Rhea. She didn't defend herself. He didn't ask twice. Six years passed like strangers walking in opposite directions on a crowded street-close enough to remember, far enough to forget. Now, their paths collide again in South Africa, where Shubman is vice-captain of Team India and Rhea is flown in last-minute as a sports psychologist to manage rising anxiety cases within the squad. They meet in a hotel hallway. A glance. A pause. And then- She walks past like he's air. He doesn't even flinch. But beneath the surface, memories smolder. The silence between them is not absence-it's tension, bruised trust, and unsaid apologies wrapped in ego. As they're forced into shared spaces, media storms, and high-stakes matches, old wounds crack open. Rhea discovers the truth behind the betrayal she never cleared. And Shubman realizes the weight of the silence he never broke. They say time heals everything. But time never healed them. Because what they had wasn't just love. It was almost. Always.

When fierce new Gujarat Titans owner Aanya Rathore clashes with charming captain Shubman Gill, boardroom battles turn into unexpected sparks, and the IPL season becomes a game of love, rivalry, and high-stakes passion.

I was your mistake -a girl said with tears in her eyes you were my best and the most beautiful mistake of our life baby - her father said ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Perfect boys only exist in books - the girl said rolling her eyes Look at my boyfriend - her bestfriend replied She went silent. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- RCB is it? RCB it is. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I just realized I am a girl with no social life, love life or a life. FUCK I AM SO LONELY Dive into the journey of Anya Virat Kohli and Shubman gill. let's all fall in love together. Anya, an insecure lonely girl and Shubman, the prince of Indian cricket let's see what routes destiny have set up for them............... From 11th Nov 2024 to 16th Aug 2025