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Sarah's POV
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It's his penthouse?
Who is he joking with?
It's a fucking mansion
Who calls it a penthouse.
And the sight infront of me is mesmerising.
It looks beautiful is an understatement.
It is beyond beautiful.
I bet my jaw is already touching the ground.
I was engrossed admiring the sight infront of me when someone slip his hand on my waist pulling me flush into his chest.
"Ab aese hi nihaarti rahengi ya andar bhi chalengi?" He asked.
(Now will you keep staring like this or will you also go inside)
I blinks and nodded.
We passed through the beautiful entrance and enters the mansion.
It is beautiful more than i imagine and also very expensive.
My jaw stuck.
My body freezes.
My eyes widen.
But why??
Because....
The hall, the big hall infront of me has a big and beautiful portrait of me.
It's not a picture but a real painting of me.
A painting of me where I was reading a book.
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(The painting)
"A-uh ye" i looks at him pointing my finger at the painting.
(Thi-s s")
"Oh! It's a painting" he said sarcastically.
I rolled my eyes "i already know but who paint this?"
"Do you like it?" He asked nonchalantly.
YOU ARE READING
saransh: Ek junoon
Romance" "Ye dil, ye rooh, ye jism, in sab pe sirf Mera haq h" i said her eyes is widen in both surprise and feared. "Kiska haq h sarah?" I asked. She blink twice then hesitantly said "aapka". I hummm in satisfaction. "To bas bhool jae divorce is Janam me...
