Khushi had seen the kiss coming from him ever since they began to dance. His eyes had lingered on her lips too many times. The kiss was anything but urgent as if he wanted to take his own time, feeling this moment. Khushi felt the raging beat of his heart against her chest. It was a proof of his desires. She shoved her hand in his glorious hair, holding him against her mouth.
“Stay with me” he pleaded pulling away after few minutes. She didn’t apprehend on what context he said that. “Shift in our bedroom Khushi” he whispered roughly.
Resisting him, took an impossible amount of energy, draining Khushi.
“I promise to keep distance if you want. But just shift back in our room. I want to see you living there with me every second”
His plead was already enough to inflame her senses and now his simple touch did insane things to her form. With their bodies still touched, Arnav brushed the back of his fingers over her cheeks and murmured.
“You are blushing”
The amusement in his eyes turned her cheeks even more red. The music changed and the lights turned brighter than before, forcing Khushi to draw some distance between them.
“Mr. and Mrs. Raizada, what a dance” someone clapped nearing them. The woman was the wife of Arnav’s business associate. “What a couple, seriously. You look made for each other. You are meant to be together”
Arnav took the compliment whereas Khushi was curious if that woman had witnessed their kiss too.
“That’s what I was telling my wife” Arnav replied placing his palm on her lower back possessively. “We deserve to stay together” he added looking in her eyes.
Khushi opened her mouth to protest but she couldn’t. This was the first time they both were enjoying the dignity of being seen together as a couple after all.
“Mr. and Mrs. Raizada, what a dance” someone clapped nearing them. The woman was the wife of Arnav’s business associate. “What a couple, seriously. You look made for each other. You are meant to be together”
Arnav took the compliment whereas Khushi was curious if that woman had witnessed their kiss too.
“That’s what I was telling my wife” Arnav replied placing his palm on her lower back possessively. “We deserve to stay together” he added looking in her eyes.
Khushi opened her mouth to protest but she couldn’t. This was the first time they both were enjoying the dignity of being seen together as a couple after all.
Note: No full update today. Little busy. Will post the update early tomorrow.
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Advay Raj Bohra
What a perfect night at a Bar – Meeting a stranger and then making her pretend to be my girlfriend for winning a bet. Least did I know by the next morning she was going to be my legally wedded wife. I never wanted a marriage and the complications that came with it but one look at my accidental wife, Jiya and my emotions spiraled out of control, my life changed drastically.
Jiya Mathur
My Café house was at the risk of shutting down having no support from the bankers and financers. The only light at the end of that dark tunnel was the CEO of the Media Channel, Advay Raj Bohra. I was drawn into his Universe as he offered me a proposition I couldn’t deny.
Advay and Jiya’s worlds collide as they step into a Marriage Bubble promising no messy emotional entanglements. Will they ever want a real relationship?
What a perfect night at a Bar – Meeting a stranger and then making her pretend to be my girlfriend for winning a bet. Least did I know by the next morning she was going to be my legally wedded wife. I never wanted a marriage and the complications that came with it but one look at my accidental wife, Jiya and my emotions spiraled out of control, my life changed drastically.
Jiya Mathur
My Café house was at the risk of shutting down having no support from the bankers and financers. The only light at the end of that dark tunnel was the CEO of the Media Channel, Advay Raj Bohra. I was drawn into his Universe as he offered me a proposition I couldn’t deny.
Advay and Jiya’s worlds collide as they step into a Marriage Bubble promising no messy emotional entanglements. Will they ever want a real relationship?
Releasing this December!!
SNEAK PEEK
“I can pay for your drink”
She gives me a weird stare, as if I just proposed to her.
“No thanks. I don’t enjoy taking help from Strangers”
“It’s not a help, Ma’am,” I curtly reply. “You can always pay me later. I see you need a drink badly to stop your tears from overcrowding your heart”
Now she eases down, but surprise doesn’t leave her face yet.
“How did you know I am.. not in my best mood today?” she asks, flopping back to her seat.
“Either you can’t hide it well or I am a face-reader”
My reply brings a smile, and I am so glad that I want to pat myself.
“Well, thanks for your help. I will pay you once we are done here”
“Any time” I gulp my second shot. I can feel the difference. The drink is making me hyperactive. I don’t understand if this is the drink doing it or the woman beside me. I try not to analyze that yet.
She orders a drink for herself and quietly gulps it down and then just like me she quickly orders another one. I have seen girls drinking for fun, but this woman here, she is in pain. I can feel that.
“I am Advay Raj Bohra” I introduce myself.
“Hello Advay,” she smiles. “I am Jiya”
“Just Jiya?” I know I am grinning. Why would a woman like her want to hide her full name? “Worried I will stalk you, Jiya?”
She laughs. This time I want to kiss myself for making a sad woman laugh.
“Jiya Mathur” she replies. “I don’t really share my name with strangers that easily, but you don’t look like a stalker to me, so that’s fine”
“What do you think I am, if not a Stalker?”
She meets my eyes again, and this time with seriousness. Has the drink started affecting her too because she smiles cutely the next instant?
“You look like a Model. Are you some famous Model from India? I think I have seen you before on TV”
Now it’s my turn to laugh. The world is so small. She has seen me on TV, of course, but not Modelling. I don’t correct her though. I like to keep her guessing.
“Come on Jiya, you can do better than that”
She raises her hands in defeat.
“I give up. I am not very good in guessing” she takes a pause and becomes serious again. “In fact, I am not good in anything. I couldn’t convince them. I suck!!”
Her head falls down on the table and my fingers itch to draw it back. I am so desperate to know what’s wrong with her life.
“Broken marriage?” I ask crossing my fingers hoping she isn’t taken. I have never been so interested in a woman to be single. For me!!
“Worse than that.” She raises her head and turns to me. “Business problems” she adds.
“Business?” I am impressed.
“Why? Don’t I look like a businesswoman to you?”
“You look” I pause. I cannot describe what she looks like. She is really something I want to know.
“Forget it” she shrugs. “I don’t want to talk about it. You know why?”
“Why?”
“Because Life sucks”
“Cheers to that line” I raise my glass towards her.
“Cheers” she giggles and we gulp our respective drinks.
SNEAK PEEK
“I can pay for your drink”
She gives me a weird stare, as if I just proposed to her.
“No thanks. I don’t enjoy taking help from Strangers”
“It’s not a help, Ma’am,” I curtly reply. “You can always pay me later. I see you need a drink badly to stop your tears from overcrowding your heart”
Now she eases down, but surprise doesn’t leave her face yet.
“How did you know I am.. not in my best mood today?” she asks, flopping back to her seat.
“Either you can’t hide it well or I am a face-reader”
My reply brings a smile, and I am so glad that I want to pat myself.
“Well, thanks for your help. I will pay you once we are done here”
“Any time” I gulp my second shot. I can feel the difference. The drink is making me hyperactive. I don’t understand if this is the drink doing it or the woman beside me. I try not to analyze that yet.
She orders a drink for herself and quietly gulps it down and then just like me she quickly orders another one. I have seen girls drinking for fun, but this woman here, she is in pain. I can feel that.
“I am Advay Raj Bohra” I introduce myself.
“Hello Advay,” she smiles. “I am Jiya”
“Just Jiya?” I know I am grinning. Why would a woman like her want to hide her full name? “Worried I will stalk you, Jiya?”
She laughs. This time I want to kiss myself for making a sad woman laugh.
“Jiya Mathur” she replies. “I don’t really share my name with strangers that easily, but you don’t look like a stalker to me, so that’s fine”
“What do you think I am, if not a Stalker?”
She meets my eyes again, and this time with seriousness. Has the drink started affecting her too because she smiles cutely the next instant?
“You look like a Model. Are you some famous Model from India? I think I have seen you before on TV”
Now it’s my turn to laugh. The world is so small. She has seen me on TV, of course, but not Modelling. I don’t correct her though. I like to keep her guessing.
“Come on Jiya, you can do better than that”
She raises her hands in defeat.
“I give up. I am not very good in guessing” she takes a pause and becomes serious again. “In fact, I am not good in anything. I couldn’t convince them. I suck!!”
Her head falls down on the table and my fingers itch to draw it back. I am so desperate to know what’s wrong with her life.
“Broken marriage?” I ask crossing my fingers hoping she isn’t taken. I have never been so interested in a woman to be single. For me!!
“Worse than that.” She raises her head and turns to me. “Business problems” she adds.
“Business?” I am impressed.
“Why? Don’t I look like a businesswoman to you?”
“You look” I pause. I cannot describe what she looks like. She is really something I want to know.
“Forget it” she shrugs. “I don’t want to talk about it. You know why?”
“Why?”
“Because Life sucks”
“Cheers to that line” I raise my glass towards her.
“Cheers” she giggles and we gulp our respective drinks.
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Standalone Romance Novel of Accidental Marriage Series Book 1
Billionaire Viren Dewan’s sister was getting married in one month and Event Manager Tarini Kaur bagged that project to plan her wedding. She struggled organizing the wedding as Viren Dewan’s classy extravagant attitude kept hurdling her work. Least did she know they had a history together, a knot which his family easily forgot and hers denied to accept. What would happen when that past resurfaced?
A roller coaster ride of a forgotten accidental marriage, claiming its identity between Innocence versus Power.
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SAMPLE CHAPTERS. Read HERE
SNEAK PEEK Of Marriage Jitters. Read HERE
READ Excerpt 2 HERE
READ Excerpt 3 HERE
Madhu this is not fair you are torturing us with this Awesome Precap...This Arnav is totally Romantic...Waiting for Full Update...
ReplyDeleteNice Precap. Khushi will surely shift to Arnav's room. Both have stayed apart for years but still have the same feelings. Waiting😍😘
ReplyDeleteYar I was waiting from morning and now this precap will not let me sleep😐😐😐😐pls post as early as possible madhu..this has become my favorite ff so far💕💕😘😘
ReplyDeleteThe way he demanded to shift back to there room was just fantastic
ReplyDeleteNow how Khushi gonna resist arnav😁 eagerly waiting for update
ReplyDeleteWhat an amazing precap my lord
ReplyDeleteIt's ok we understand
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Eagerly waiting
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Awesome precap. Eagerly awaiting for the update.
ReplyDeleteCan't wait
ReplyDeletelovely precap. Looking forward :)
ReplyDeleteMadhu it's morning when u will update yaadein????
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