A Ziddi Dil Maane Na Fanfiction
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"Naive, Fragile, Vulnerable. That's what the world thought her to be. And so did I. Rani Sahiba, I called her, not out of love but mockingly, assuming her to be a princess surrounded by every comfort and luxury imaginable. But they were wrong. And so was I. Misjudged her, I did, thinking that she was a doll made of glass and porcelain, raised in luxury and comfort. Unbeknownst to the fighter within. But now, I know. Each time life threw something her way, she gave it back with full force, sometimes vocal, sometimes silent. There is a warrior hiding inside this doctor or perhaps it's the opposite. All I know is, that they are both parts of her. As are there many other versions and corners of her. She knows how to fight just as well, as she knows how to heal. And if the world cannot see that, it's their fault, not hers."
-Special Agent Karan Shergill, Head Trainer, Parakram SAF.
"They called him ulti khopadi, heartless and what not. And I did too, assuming him to be Khadoos, misunderstanding him. But then they saw his soft side and deduced him to be a nariyal, coconut. A strict outer covering protecting the softness inside. But I know he is neither. He is tough, strict, harsh even but that is not some defense mechanism. That's a part of him. He was raised like that and he is like that. And there's nothing wrong with it. And as for the gentleness in his heart, what they don't know is that there's a sea of pain inside him that he carries, which sometimes erupts like a tsunami and sometimes flows dully like a thorn in his side. But it always remains there and always will. No, it can't be emptied like a volcano erupts, everything out at once. And I respect that he's at least trying to navigate through it."
-Doctor Monami Mahajan, Secret Agent Tsunami
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Note- I do not own any of these characters. They all belong to Sony Sab or the show. I possess nothing but the plot.
"Why?" I asked. He didn't answer me, his eyes were calm and cold.
"You cannot just take anybody's life!" I yelled at him. He took a step towards me, putting his hands in the pockets of his slacks.
"I can." He snapped.
"But why? It's not like you care for me, is it? Is it because he was harassing me?" I asked, desperately waiting for his answer.
"I don't give two fucks about you. I am tolerating you just because you're useful to me, once I am done with you. You're over!" He seethed calmly.
I got close to him and grabbed his collar, pulling his face down to my level, "Then why did you killed him?" I whispered near his nasty face.
"Because now you belong to me, and no one can touch what's MINE." He whispered dangerously near my lips, his gaze piercing through my wet eyes.
His gaze shifted to my lips which were inches apart from him. Our bodies were almost touching, an unknown burning sensation building between us.
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Sidharth Shukla, the richest billionaire of America, who owned multi national companies, universities, restaurants and bars. For the world, he is a gentleman, and a loving son to his family.
But it's not always what it looks like, is it? Same way Sidharth Shukla has secrets. Dark secrets which were hidden from the world.
Shehnaaz Kaur Gill, is not your ordinary sweet and kind girl. She is badass with a heart of gold. She knows how to deal with people who try to mess with her. Chaotic and messy, gets in trouble because of the choice of words she choose. She will roast you, before you will realise what she meant.
Two people who can't stand each other, who can kill each other if given a chance, are forced to get married. He hates her for who she is, and she hates him because he ruined her dreams by marrying her.
There will be wild attraction between their bodies, as well as pure hatred in their hearts.
Contains mature content.