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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

Your Infinite

"Will you, sunflower, the toughest girl to ever please, make me, an ordinary citizen who adores nothing and nobody more than you, the happiest man ever by being his girlfriend?" he asks, sitting on one knee.

"Nah."

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I've had a crappy day. Firstly I had to beg my supervisory head for holidays, watch her look suspiciously at me as I lied to her about my health and agree to teach in my free periods such that I have to teach daily tomorrow onwards for eight hours with no breaks in between. If it was in my supervisory head's hand, she would have made me teach continuously today too, but sadly for her, the arrangement periods had been set early morning and to change that would have been a hassle.

So imagine my horror when after an hour of being in her room, her personal peon comes in the staff room and calls out my name.