CHERRY
  • مقروء 3,520
  • صوت 184
  • أجزاء 22
  • الوقت 1h 55m
  • مقروء 3,520
  • صوت 184
  • أجزاء 22
  • الوقت 1h 55m
مستمرة، تم نشرها في يولـ ٠٨, ٢٠٢٤
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In one electrifying moment, you're dancing with a smoldering stranger under the neon lights, your hearts beating in sync with the music.

 The next, you're sharing a breathless, tipsy kiss, too captivated and overwhelmed to notice anything else. But when the haze clears, you realize that this magnetic stranger is none other than a rising star in the cricket world, thrusting you into a whirlwind of intoxicating romance. 
.  .  .  

One fateful night,
One serendipitous encounter,
One cherished bracelet.

She, a diligent master's student navigating the halls of Delhi University, never imagined her celebratory evening would intertwine with the orbit of Abhishek Sharma, the luminary of India's cricketing realm. Yet, in an unscripted dance of fate, their lips brushed in a fleeting kiss, imprinting an unforgettable tale on their hearts.

But this story didn't commence with mere kiss; it began with her bracelet-her talisman of luck, now a harbinger of intertwined destinies.

Also, how would you feel when you get to know that everything was just for a fucking bet? 

Welcome to "Cherry," where one night can change everything, and one lie can tear it all apart.
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