Apricity

Apricity

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Parts 8

MatureOngoing2h 15m

Last published Tue, Mar 25, 2025

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Laadli Chibbar, she might as well have been the top student of Mussoorie Fashion Icon College if not for the half an year backlog she went through because of her accident. But this didn't stop her from making her way into the industry as one of the best yet model's of her college. A life she spends surrounded by her passion for modelling, event designing and her family of mom and cousin brothers. She might have been a bit happier if her father also didn't pass away for she had always been a princess to him. She loved him, still does but in her memories. The pain of her father passing was reduced because of her cousins, her only best friends- Shikhar Randhawa and Bajrang Das Khatri. Abhay Singh Katiyal is one of the top CEOs leading in two firms- perfumes and haute couture dresses. For five years he put in all the hard work and dedication to bring a startup with his deceased best friend to the multi million dollar business that was nothing less of bustling in all form and famous. A man who had a passion for bikes was now being tied down to his room. The free world being tied down to the mahogany room of 500 sq fts. Loss of his best friend and the free air that constricts him with heavy force has become his reason to hate his existence. A man who hates his existence to the woman who has nothing except love to fill, she comes like the sun that one embraces during the chattering winter days. NOTE: STORY INSPIRED BY MOVIE "YAARIYAN 2." ONLY CHARACTER NAMES AND FACES ARE USED.

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