His Miss. Caffeine

His Miss. Caffeine

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Here, Meet Akira Kapoor an Indian teenager, plain, simple but fashionable, sweet, caring, awkward girl and a nerd but sometimes she shocks others by her skills. She is madly in love with her coffee. She seems to be a good girl, but is she really a good girl? She has fantasies about his dream guy. We all have, don't we? Anyways, Meet Xavier Knight, a Spanish guy, a bad boy of his Highschool with looks that every girl craves for. An extremely rich guy with Greek god's body and he is a model. He has arrogant and cocky personality. He is a complete opposite of Ahaana's dream guy. What will happen when their path crosses? Will they fall for each other, or will he become a nightmare of Akira? Will Akira who is totally in love with her espresso will be able to become a light of his darkness or not? There are many questions with unknown answers. Let's find the answers together by reading this book. ************* His Miss. Caffeine, a novel by @XAesthetic_SoulX (Anshika). Hey potatoes!!! This story is unedited and English is my second language so, please excuse my grammar mistakes and please encourage me by doing comments and constructive criticism is most welcome and no hate comments please. OK, then by Love you all! Enjoy!
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His world was filled with darkness, so much that it was impossible for someone to even look into his eyes. That night when I met him in the rain, darkness all around, I did not know what his eyes held. I was in an illusion from the beginning, the mirage that he was my knight in shining armor, when he was the devil of my desires. Now, when I have realized who he really is, I have decided to escape him. For obvious reasons, I decided to run and run to escape the darkness. But every time I try, my hopes get crushed by those black hawk eyes, somehow those eyes, his eyes that hold the depth of deep black, dark oceans meet my very own brown eyes and again I am trapped in his world full of darkness. I am an escapist and he is my prisoner. I want to leave while he has chained me to himself. My hopes are all under the pool of darkness, where my heart beats at an unknown pace. Indian FMC X Italian MMC

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