anshiii_wrts

Hey!!!!! Well hope your doing well and having a nice day. I have written a book where our male lead Agastya is a man obsessed with our female lead ahalya, all enemies to lover vibes where he is madly addicted to her, respects her a lot! A guy who doesn't even touch her fingers until she gives him the permission too!
          
          If you have the time please read the into of my book, if you like it please do read my book! 
          
          I'll be very very grateful if you read it!
          
          Thank you for reading my message! Have a wonderful day 
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/406040950?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=geturnumber

kalajadukrdungi

‎Hiee, I hope you’re doing well.
          ‎First of all, sorry for posting this here!
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          ‎If you’re looking for a good rom-com story, then you should definitely read this one — it’s going to start in a few days.
          ‎You might end up loving it, so give it a try!! 
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          ‎Naintara : Her Arranged Husband
          ‎https://www.wattpad.com/story/399037571?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=shonawritess
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          ‎My back hit the wall, and before I could process anything, he caged me in completely. His arms rested on either side of my shoulders, trapping me between his tall frame and the cold wall behind me.
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          ‎I didn't know why... but my heartbeat started racing like a bullet train.
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          ‎"W‑what are you doing?" I whispered, hating how my voice trembled.
          ‎God, why am I stuttering?
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          ‎"You said na I'm shy," he replied, looking straight into my eyes-unyielding, intense, like he could see right through me.
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          ‎I didn't even realize when I nodded. My body reacted faster than my brain.
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          ‎"N‑no.. I didn't mean that," I tried to say, but before I could think, it was already too late.
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          ‎He had already pinned both of my hands above my head with one of his, his grip firm but careful. His other hand slid to my waist, pulling me impossibly closer-close enough that my breath tangled with his.
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          ‎"No," he whispered against my ear, his voice low and warm.
          ‎"Let me show you... what your 'shy' husband can actually do."
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          ‎He fell first. For him, love means Naintara. But she doesn't believe in love;love means nothing to her! 
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          ‎On their wedding night itself, she told him not to expect anything from her.
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          ‎Will they be able to live together?
          ‎Will she ever accept him as her husband?