There are many different fan-fiction stories on Wattpad....BUT this one is special, especially for Varshra (Varun+shraddha) fans.
This story takes us through a roller coaster ride, in the Life of Varun and Shraddha.
This story includes bits and piec...
That was one hell of a flight, even though we were seated in a business class plane, apparently it was too small to contain Anushka, me and Parineeti. I mean who in their right mind starts playing pillow fight on a plane, 38,000 feet above ground? The answer is us. Our excuse?
"We were bored", I said hanging onto kat's arm trying to convince her into forgiving us. Parineeti was doing the same with Deepi. They were both mad at us. I mean if I were them I would be too.
They were ignorant of us playing pillow fights but when the pillow kept on swinging across the place and crashing down on their heads, that's when they started planning murder.
We stepped outside the Changi Airport, looking around for our manger for the trip. A tall asian woman stepped infront of us wearing a black pencil skirt, dark red shirt with a black blazer and stilletos. Her vibe was pleasant and strong, according to my vibe check. She seemed like a native Singaporean.
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"Hello everyone, my name is Adela Lee and I will be your manager and tour guide for the trip. Any information you need on anything, I am the woman to look for. I'll also be there with you for all your schedules." She said smiling at us.
"I'll give you the rest of mine and this trip's details once we get inside the car." She said as she started walking towards a jet black Range Rover.
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Third Person POV: (Varun's car)
"Mr Mahajan, I don't care what you you have to do to get the media from spreading those photos, I want it done by this evening. Beg them, bribe them or befriend them I don't care, but the photos of me being smooched in the middle of an airport should not become tomorrow's headlines." Varun spat venom as he spoke with a deadly tone.
If he wanted to break free from this relationship, he needed to be camera free with her. If he's continually caught on camera with her, it would become harder for him to get rid of her. It would be harder for the public to move on.
He stepped out of his car and started walking towards the hotel's entrance. As soon as he came in a close range all the cameras went off. The shutters and flashlights of the camera started flickering at the speed of light.
As he zoomed past everyone, he heard a whiff of the questions that were thrown at him and surprisingly but not that surprisingly, they were all about Natasha.
His blood boiled. That woman had made him look like a pathetic fool, who took his girlfriend everywhere, doesn't matter if she is invited or not. She had made herself look like she wasn't his girlfriend but instead his wife and he hated every bit of it.
