Kya Yahi Pyar hai?!
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"Don't tell me you're into MILFs, Shubman Gill," Ishan whispered, nudging the awe-struck boy beside him.
"Even I didn't know... until now," Shubman breathed, his eyes still locked on the pretty girl who'd just walked out.
Shubman Gill had sworn off love, a dedicated bachelor committed to his sport. It took a single, elegant hair flip from Maya Sharma, their new team manager, to turn him into a lovesick puppy.
Maya, however, had no room in her heart for romance. Trauma had built walls of ice around her emotions.
But they say fate works in mysterious ways. Let's see the path it carves for these two.
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