His Jaan(on Hold)

His Jaan(on Hold)

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Romance
so this story is about Abhimanyu Singh and Trisha sharma Abhimanyu singh the great ruthless business man of all time living in udaipur who is known as the devil of business world but has a soft corner for his family... Trisha sharma a famous fashion designer in udaipur sweet bubbly girl who loves everyone but one should never come on her bad side... He fell first she fell harder and he fell the hardest He is ice she is the warmth that he need He is careless She is caring he is the pain she is the painkiller both needed each other what will happen when they meet??? let's find out.....
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ISHIKA RANA has always been unapologetically bold and dangerously sarcastic-the girl who speaks her mind throws sarcasm like daggers and refuses to bow to anyone. RUDRA PRATAP SINGH is everything she isn't deciplined, admired, responsible and on his way to become the school's next headboy. He claims to hate her she insists that she can't stand him-at all. But when their friends catch feeling for one another fate pushes Ishika and Rudra into the unluckiest role : partners-in-crime. Plotting their friends together. What begins as reluctant teamwork quickly turns into late-night plans, secret glances, and arguments that feel far too personal. He claims to hate her, she swears she can't stand him-but the more time they spend scheming, the more the line between hate and something far more dangerous begins to blur. Because sometimes, while you're busy helping others fall in love, you stumble straight into it yourself. He calls her wildcat. she calls him walking human migrane. Enemies? or something more? "Hate. Banter. Chaos. Love." ________________________________________

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