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He locked the door and moved toward the bed, his half-lidded eyes gleaming. Sitting on the edge, he lifted her dupatta with a smirk. "How does it feel to lose the one you love?" he asked, voice low.
"It's amazing feeling, I'm sure you've gone through it, hadn't you? " Natasha asked. Numan sighs and looked at her with furiousness in his eyes, he was angry at the point. "What are you talking about?" Numan asked.
Natasha just chuckled, which made him even more furious.
"I'm saying that, what about your 10 years old love sir?, what about your love who move on from you.....in minutes? " Natasha said as a vein popped on his neck.
"Mind your language, I'm your husband " Numan demanded.
"Respect me, I'm your wife " Natasha said.
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'Natasha Arwan'-a girl who lives for late-night hangouts with her childhood friends. Arrogant and rude to most, yet surprisingly sweet and caring to the few lucky enough to earn her trust.
On the other hand...
'Numan Ilyas Awan'-a billionaire businessman driven by obsession, once for love, now for success. Cold, ruthless, and distant to the world, but a different man entirely with his family and close friends.
Two worlds, two egos, and one twist of fate-a forced, arranged marriage neither of them wanted.
Will their fiery clashes end in divorce? Or will they break down the walls they've built and find a way to each other's hearts?
Dive into the story of "Miss Arrogant" and "Mister Cold", where love and hate walk a fine line, and nothing is ever as it seems.
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This story belongs to me, every single thing, except Photos Every address are fictional in this book. Some places are real. These are fictional names so as Characters
You are my fate, this once and always.
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A man who is cold and arrogant, ruthless and merciless. If anyhow one can define him, it'll be the word 'monster' .
And a woman who know how cruel the world is but still never acted bad with anyone. She is proper, elegant, graceful and kind.
One don't know how to give love, and the other is craving for love.
One is dying for the attention and the other is waiting for the approach.
How the tree will survive in the stormy chaos of sea.
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"What do you even need me for. "
My hands shivered from his cold touch upon my waist. His hands that were holding me still, keeping me away from running were getting more tightly after each words left my lips.
"What do I need you for... you ask this, don't you know that what you doing to me.
You are fucking living in my mind, IT'S LIKE YOU ARE FUCKING CONTROLLING ME. AND THE FACT THAT YOU DONT EVEN KNOW THIS! "
I fucking need you to live, I cannot even breath when you are not near me. I let you go once, but not twice, never will I ever let you leave me again.
You are mine Kavya, remember this. You are bond to me and I'll kill to keep you here with me. "