World's Apart - Devil Vs Witch (COMPLETED)
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(Apart Series - Book 3)
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Neiv Kapoor... Fondly called Junior Devil (JD) by his employees at Gaya's. After all he not only inherited and multiplied his ancestral fashion house Gaya's but also inherited the 'Devil'ish charms of his father one and only Devil Kapoor...
Casanova, Flirt, Womanizer yet the most eligible bachelor in the country didn't want to settle down even at 30. For him women were fun...They drooled him and he scooted them to bed!!!
His mother Ishaani always thought her son is a good-boy only did she know he was the evil -Lucifer himself!
Sexy...Badass...Hot headed Charmer!!!
Neiv was every girl's secret fantasy 🔥
Marriage, Love and commitment is all that Neiv feared always...All he believed was in a No-Strings-Attached. He was cursed by girls as he broke a million hearts...
He believed -
A Broken bed was better than a Broken Heart 😉
For 'Junior Devil' Women were toys.
But what happens when he becomes a toy when a 'Witty Witch' wraps him around his little finger🔥
Chaahat Garewal (Popularly called Chudail Garewal by her employees ) was anything Neiv ever saw, met or experienced!!!
If he was dynamite 🧨
she was a whole volcano 🌋
Explosion was expected💥
😉
Note: Any resemblance to real persons or other real-life entities is purely coincidental. All characters and other entities appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, dead or alive, or other real-life entities, past or present, is purely coincidental
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"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance. I looked up at him with soft eyes, flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms. Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy. "Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone. There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura. "Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him. He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest. "Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking. "Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes. "Kabhi nahi," I replied and left. I royally ignored his taunt only to end up marrying him. Day by day my feelings for him grew stronger though finding happiness was becoming a risky game. But I was heartbroken upon discovering that he only married me out of pity and loved someone else who he was to marry. Not having parents from young age now made me helpless. It felt good to leave home where my family cared for me all these years, after my parents. I did not want to go back and be a burden again. But living this life with him didn't seem fruitful either. This is love story of Tejas Pratap Rathore and Sunaina Maan Singh. Storyline takes place in the early years of 21st century (2001). A beloved saga tying them together in love and commitment whilst they dwell over misunderstandings and growing feelings.
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