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Hey readers!! Welcome to Abhiman's and Noor's journey. Read it till the end and don't forget click that star😌.  Also the story has 2 authors so you can expect regular updates,hehe!

Important note: This story consists of sexual assault, dark romance, violence, mental trauma, self harming, invasion of privacy, smut. Read at your own risk.
This novel is entirely a work of fiction. All the characters and names in it are the work of author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead is entirely coincidental.

•At Chauhan Mansion

(Let us assume this as chauhan mansion)

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(Let us assume this as chauhan mansion)

"Kahaa haii ABHIMANN?!"
[Where is Abhiman?]

"Pata nahi maa" Ansh replied
[No idea, maa]

"Speak of the devil!!!" Ansh further added.

Abhiman enters, nodded to his family and heads towards his room.

"Where do you think you're going young man?"
Nandini asked.

"Room" Abhiman said and continued walking.

"Rukk papa wait kar rahe h khana khake jaa"
[Wait, papa is waiting for you. Have you breakfast and then go.]

"Fine" Abhiman replied and head towards the dining table where the rest of the family was.
Everyone began eating and his father said

"Abhiman, me and your mother want you get married"

"I'm not getting married"

"Very well, if you dont want to get married I'll give the ceo position to your brother"

Abhiman had worked his ass off to maintain Chauhan&Sons reputation. He has devoted his life towards it and somebody threatening him to take his credits, his dream away from him?

Even thinking about it was a crime. After all he is the Hukum. How can someone even think of forcing or blackmailing him. Abhiman fumed in anger.

Abhiman kept down his toast on which he was feasting as soon as he heard his father's words.

"I'm saying for the last time.. don't force me to do something I don't want to do ! Don't provoke me or else the outcome won't be in any of ours favour." And turned around to leave.

"Are you threatening me child? Your father?" he turned back to backfire but saw his mom in tears. His face softened and controlled his anger .

He replied to his father in a serious tone
"No dad i just don't want to commit someone right now" And he went away back to his room.
He showered and left again for his office in his G-Wagon.

He has never upset his parents. No matter how harsh and a devil he is for outsiders, he loves his family and seeing his mother in tears broke him down. While driving ,all the past memories eloped his mind.

Thud!!!!!!!!

He came out of his mind and saw. He has hit a bike! "FUCK!! Fuck fuck!" He quickly came out of the car and saw the biker fallen down and he went to pick him up. Only to find that he was a she, and that she looked fucking hot, he got lost for a second staring at her and then came out of his daze when

"the hell-" the biker girl took out her helmet shouted but got cut off seeing those brown orbs. Those familiar brown ones, the browns who holds so much coldness but a familiarity. She recognised him. Her childhood crush, her Abhiman.

"Hello! Are you okay?" When she didnt reply he called her out again and Noor came out of her lalala land. "Huh?" Abhiman was asking her if she was okay or hurt with his classic expressionless face.

"You've beautiful eyes, can't they work?" Noor regretted saying it as soon as she realised what she said.

Abhiman was shocked to hear this but neutralised his face to his classic one.
She observed that he didn't recognise her but how will he. He just met her once when she was 15 and he was 20.

'So he doesn't remember me?'She thought.

Ofcourse not her inner voice replies he obliviously didnt gawk at adolocent girls you bitch

"I'm sorry miss- uh whoever you are- " he went back inside his car to take his wallet, all while Noor was sitting on road and observing him.

"Here take this. " he said giving her money. "Your expenses will be sorted in this much and if you need more call my PA. This is my card" and he went back towars his car.

Noor fumed in anger. Not only he didn't remember her but threw money on fucking NOOR KAPOOR.

"Excuse me sir, here take your money. I don't need it and a piece of advice dont go around driving like a maniac just because you have money." she sassily replied and revved her Harley X440 leaving abhiman at a loss of words alone

'Huh! Akdoo kahika. Thankgod nothing happened to me and my bike except a few minor scratches or else I would have broke his car and him right there.' She thought in her mind.
'Haa jaise vo gym hulk ko tu haath bhi laga pati' her other voice made fun of her.'

[You're saying as if you would have been even able to touch him]

'Chup hojao tum mujhe tang kar rhe ho. You're a tang-er' and paused her voices in her mind and proceeded to drive towards her home.

[Shut up you're annoying me. You're an annoyer]

•WHILE AT CHAUHAN MANSION•

"Rudra aapne Abhi se kaise baat ki aaj." Nandni said with teary eyes.
[Rudra, how could you talk to Abhi like this today]

" Nandni aapke paas or koi idea hai kya? He won't accept it until it comes to his profit and i want my son to settle down. Atleast he'll get married and gradually pyaar krna seekhlega vapas."
[Do you have any better idea Nandini? He won't accept it until it comes to his profit and I want my son to settle down. Atleast he'll get married and eventually he will learn to love again.]

"Rudra nobody is as keen as me to get him married but his past-"

"bss nandni, He has to move on from her now, I'll ask dad to talk to him as they are coming back today from kedarnath. He won't go against his dada dadi"

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Hey guys, this is your author here. So my lovely readers , this is my first ever story i'm writing.
I know it's a little boring but I promise to improve it ahead and feel free to tell you opinions.
Please show some love to this story for my motivation to write further 🥺. Please(pretty please)!! And also yes you guessed it right. Abhiman is the ABHIMAN HARAMI SINGH CHAUHAN. Bss apni maa k liye softie hai and abh shayad NOOR k liye—
Hehe that's for me to tell and youuuu to guess😉

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