Cousins and a bunch of friends....
that's what they were, enjoying life in their own possible ways.
Come a sudden marriage, hidden marriage and a heated hate love story
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The name Shiva troubled me so much that even my parents noticed it.
" what's going on ? why are you so stressed ?" Vedhant Iyer, my father questioned me.
" nothing dad, just stressed about work "
" oh really ? i thought this stress had something to do with a certain Murthy ."
the fuck. how did he know? wait , the real question is ' how will he not know ?'
" i am not even going to ask how you know about her , to answer you , not her but something related to her "
" And you cannot seem to figure it out ?"
" i am running around a circle "
" tell me more about it "
" nothing else , but a single name , not even a fucking surname "
" the name please "
" Shiva "
" Arjun , give me some time , i think i know whom to call "
" what ?"
" have patience and wait a bit more my son "
waiting is all i have been doing
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I am at the Altar. Around fifty people surrounding me.
my father is talking to my supposed groom and the pandit arranged for the wedding. Almost everyone my father invited is present here , but the single person , whom i invited is not.
may be Aditi is right, Aarav Murthy is not my saviour, my life is doomed.
" both bride and groom come and take your positions " pandit called for me , i have no option but to oblige.
the wedding manthra started , i looked straight ahead to door , from where i had a grand entry minutes before, the door is closed, no one walking through it to save me.
Or I was wrong.
The huge door opened, and walking through it is four men. Wearing casuals but looking ungodly handsome are the Murthy Heirs.
