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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

Promise Ring

"To have a person that's yours for the time to come is something so special. Thank you for giving me that."

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"Aww, come on, trashc-" Ansh corrects himself when I glare at him. "Come on, Naira. That wasn't so bad. Stop being so grumpy!"

"Wasn't so bad?!" I ask with horror. "I almost shit my pants!"

"You did? Where?!" His eyes assess me, and I make a disgusted face at him. "Aww, man, I missed it. It must have dried by now. Only if I could have filmed it..."

"What the fuck?" I yell, my hand pausing on the door in front of my house. "You're so fucking gross, Ansh! It was just a figure of speech! I didn't actually shit my pants. I'm going to complain to mom about this."

"You wouldn't," he gasps, placing his hands over his mouth.

"Yes, I would!" I roll my eyes and go inside the house before shouting, "Mom! Mom!"

"Shut up, Naira," Ansh hisses as mom comes down from upstairs.