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What a mess

Two families. An arranged marriage. What could possibly go wrong? A story filled with love, laughter and lots of embarrassment. _________________________________________________ "You can't find someone so pretty, smart, funny, stubborn, mature, childlike, fearless, shy, insecure, emotional, no bullshit; all at the same time." "You're like a broken compass. You are either happy or just fucking annoyed with everything. Either way, you don't know exactly how you feel and what you want." Despite not wanting to get married, when Naira's family insists her to tie the knot, she decides to give Ayan a chance. Cocky, friendly, and extremely attractive, he shares an unlikely trail of secrets that haunt his past and come knocking down his present. Getting kidnapped, temporarily adopting a seven-year-old, attending a marriage, making new friends... Naira does it all. Amid all the chaos, she'll find not only love but also herself. "Your laugh wrinkles your forehead. It touches my foolish heart." "You're like a book I keep on reading but can't remember. Every time I read, I find a new section, a new paragraph, a new sentence." _________________________________________________ The characters are both Indian and reside in Delhi as of now.

Drapetomaniac12 · Urban
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149 Chs

Love You, Bye!

"You know I can't refuse your puppy doe eyes, and yet you always take advantage of that!"

"I don't know what you're talking about," I say, attempting to whistle but ending up spluttering, causing Ayan to laugh loudly.

"You're adorable, Naira," he says as he smiles at me and places a soft kiss on my cheek that makes me blush.

...

"W-what?" I stutter, looking at her in disbelief. "How do I go to him...?"

"Tch." She picks up my pillow and throws it on my face, and unlike me who is a klutz and has never aimed perfectly in her life, Siya's hit is on spot. The pillow hits me in the face, and I glare at her, rubbing my nose, which is probably red by now.

"What was that for?" I huff, pulling my blanket closer and covering my face with it so that she can't hit me again.