Excerpt 1 - Just for a Click

A loyal, workaholic Myra needed a one-week break from her hectic office schedule and she told only one lie to her over-demanding Boss. That if she didn’t take this one-week off, her relationship with her boyfriend would end forever. Tables turned when her boss demanded Myra’s picture with her boyfriend when she goes on that vacation with him. That one lie decided the fate of her Job.


Crazy, wasn’t it? But Myra believed she could pull this off. So now, she wasn’t just spending her hard-earned savings to fake a holiday alone, but she also had to hunt down a man who would act like her boyfriend Just for a Click.

Did her mission succeed? Did she say farewell to the man who saved her Job or was there more to her one-week fairytale?

A short contemporary romance with a surprising twist. 

Number of Pages: 104

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I woke up at 09:00 the next morning, first time in past two years where I didn’t have to worry about waking up early on the alarm. I slid the curtains apart and opened the door to the balcony, stretching myself while watching the peak of Mt. Kanchenjunga. I seriously had some breathtaking views from my balcony. When I looked down, Yash was all set on his motorbike, talking to two other men of his age, who I presumed were his friends. He looked dapper in blue jeans and a brown leather jacket. His friend passed him the hand gloves which he wore so leisurely that I couldn’t help myself ogle him without the fear of being caught.

As if he sensed my gaze and turned to look up at my balcony.

Holy God!! He waved at me and I had to wave back. His friends soon saw in my direction but Yash muttered something to them, which made them look away the next instant. My body burned in unknown desire at his silly possessiveness.

“Payal, couldn’t you call some minutes later?” I cursed.

“Hold on. Are you gasping?”

“Yes, but that’s not the point. Yash is downstairs on his motorbike. He is going on a ride with his friends.”

“Yash? Looks like that man has impressed you a lot.”

“Kind of” I scratched my scalp reaching the balcony again, but he was gone. “Shit, I missed watching him ride”

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