Bright rays fell on her eyes through the window and she quickly woke up. How could she be asleep today? Today was the most important day of her life. It was her engagement day.
She smiled to herself. This is the best.....Isn't it? Her smile faltered a bit. But, she quickly shook her head. What was she thinking? This was Harsh. Harsh Mittal the man she loved so much. This must be just nervousness.
She clenched her fists taking deep breaths. She didn't want to let her insecurities take on..not today. She stood in front of mirror. She practiced her smile. It wasn't something that would make someone's day.
There will be so many papparazis there. Will she even fit there? Her phone buzzed. She opened it and just scrolled through instagram.
Soon to be Mrs.Mittal was dating a mafia head Sahil Shah?
Click the link below to see some paps favorite clicks of the two happily kissing each other
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Ms.Gandhi or soon to be Mrs. Mittal has the fantasy life everyone wants to live.
Ms. Gandhi a.k.a whom everyone knew as Mafia ki Mashuqa is now getting married to Harsh Mittal the very handsome, sexy and a multimillionaire. The 28 year old millionaire has revealed in a press conference that he is going to get engaged to Aditi Gandhi. The 27 year old who was first secretly dating Sahil Shah. She seems to getting it all. A mafia and millionaire? What a life!
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What? She stopped reading it. She couldn't take it. All these articles were pointing fingers at her. They were indirectly humiliating her. She wasn't a gold digger. How can people just make things up! Without knowing anything.
Her breathing was shallow. There were pictures of her and sahil kissing. In which his face was blurred. Everyone only knew his name. No one ever saw him. How? How in the world was she supposed to know that he was a mafia?
Harsh! He must be feeling so betrayed. But.. These, are before Harsh was back in her life. Before she could think ahead. Her intercom rang and she quickly picked it up.
"Aditi! Jaan. Breathe! Please. Don't panic. It's okay. I don't care about those articles. Don't worry at all" he said as he tried to calm her down.
"Should I come over? Wait-why am I asking I am coming over--"
"No. Don't Harsh! Mummy ji said that's it's a bad omen and I don't want to hurt her sentiments"
"Are you mad Jaan? Here I can't breathe a second in relief knowing how you must be feeling and you are thinking about mummy's feelings? No arguments needed. I'll be there in 5"
He was Harsh. The man she fell in love with in her college. The popular cold hotshot who befriended none but fell in love with her at the first sight. Whereas, she took her time. Going on dates with him, analysing his personality and didn't realize when she fell in love with him too.
Everything was smooth. All great. Everything was all rainbows and unicorns. Until graduation party's next day.
Flashback
They both were laying naked in each others arms. Her eyes staring into his as he lovingly played with her slender fingers. She gazed at there intervened hands. The night was undoubtedly the most pleasurable and loving night.
