JUNOONI-- Tere liye

JUNOONI-- Tere liye

  • WpView
    مقروء 7
  • WpVote
    صوت 0
  • WpPart
    فصول 2
WpMetadataReadمستمرّة<5 min
WpMetadataNoticeآخر تحديث: أربعاء, يولـ ٢٦, ٢٠٢٣
WpInfo
روائيّة
عاطفيّة
This is a story about a girl who is very naughty by nature, and comes from upper middle class family. Persuing university in her town and hates being married from bottom of the heart. What happens when she catches the eye of a millionare (CEO of the company where she has her internship during summer vacation.. Let's see what happens when the chill personality meets No-nonsense personality.. will he able to make her believe in marriage...? read the story to know more... This is my first story so there may be some mistakes ...... HOPE YOU WILL LIKE IT... Also this story contains english, hindi,and urdu words and sentences also this is a muslim love story...
جميع الحقوق محفوظة
انضم إلى أكبر مجتمع لرواية القصص في العالماحصل على توصيات قصص مخصّصة، احفظ قصصك المفضلة في مكتبتك، وقم بالتعليق والتصويت لتنمية مجتمعك.
رسم توضيحيّ

قد تعجبك أيضاً

  • You and Me | ✓
  • Beautiful Marriage ( Completed )
  • Too Innocent To Handle!! ✔️
  • Perfect Fate ✔ (Moved To Inkitt)
  • In My Heart
  • Majestic: A tale of love
  • His Not so Innocent Tutee ✔️
  • Healing Hearts Finding Love 18+ 💗
  • WIFE : BOUGHT AND PAID FOR [CB #1] COMPLETED
  • Employed Epoch Of Alex Brook | Book 1| Humor-Romance (Completed)

𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑴𝒆 ••• "Did you know how I felt when I learned my wife wants to divorce me through a fūcking outsider?" He asked, his piercing gaze meeting hers through the mirror. His one hand was resting on her stomach, keeping her close to him while the other one touched her head. "This-" He moved the finger from her head to her heart. "-this-" He pulled her closer from his other hand. "-your whole fūcking being, belongs with me, get that?" He asked, raising her chin to make her look in the mirror. She should push him away, she should be telling him how much she hates him but she found herself nodding. "Words." He pressed. "Yes," She mumbled. "What's your name?" "Roop." "What's your name?" He asked again, pronouncing each word clearly this time. "Roop Mehrotra." "Roop. Amrit. Mehrotra." His jaw tightened, "Say it." "Roop Amrit Mehrotra." She breathed out, trying to get away from him but his grip was firm. "Right, and it's going to stay just like that." ••• Two people, one unwanted marriage. The question is, will they survive or give up without even trying? •••

تفاصيل إضافية
WpActionLinkإرشادات المحتوى