He pinned her to the wall by grabbing her arm and stood too close to her. So close that their noses and foreheads were touching.
"You look hurt, Maira. Your eyes are reflecting your pain. Is it because you are finally realizing your feelings for me?" Hearing his words, Maira felt a shiver run down her spine.
She gathered some courage and looked into his eyes, daringly.
"I will never fall for you, Arim. Never ever" she whisper with determination, glaring at him.
His grip on her hand was gentle but strong enough to not let her move.
"But I Will Make You Mine, This Is My Promise" he said with a playful smirk, his voice as determined as hers. His eyes held so many emotions of love, hurt, jealousy, pain and the most important one, passion.
Passion for her.
She twisted her hand in an attempt to loosened his grip. His hot breathes fell on her forehead, making her heart flutter and she almost forgot to free herself.
His innerself shivered when she lowered her eyes, making her long eyelashes brush against his cheekbones.
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Arim Singh Bharadwaj, grandson of one of the richest persons in India. Very polite by nature. He can buy anything in the world still, he longs for something. LOVE. His first love; Maira. He loved her from the time when he doesn't even know the meaning of it.
Maira Singhal, daughter of a rich industrialist. Very stubborn by nature. Life is nothing but a competition for her. Her only goal in life is to win, either by hook or by crook. She is a confused soul when it comes to the subject of 'Love'. Her priority is her family and friends. She never cares about others emotions.
Will Arim ever be able to make Maira fall for him??
Find out what happens when these two worlds colloids.
*COMPLETED*
Started on 21st January 2017
Completed on 4th March 2018
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Warning: Don't read. Needs to be rewritten or at least editing.
Ever wonder how your supposed best day of life will turn into a lifelong nightmare. Two people, two different worlds yet bound by the same emotion, "HATE" and "same loved ones". Marriage is intended to be an eternal bond filled with love and happiness. This was far from the truth for Asmaira and Amaan. Two broken souls entangle in the game of destiny which ended their dream of everlasting love.
For one, it was a journey of regret which she has to live for the rest of her life. But why?.
For other, he was forced yet he promised to seek revenge for sure., for seeking "Her" place. Who is Amaan referring to as "Her"?
Who is this "loved ones" that connects both Asmara and Amaan and why do they hate each other so much without even meeting each other?
"Please......." the only word that she could manage to say while trying to get out of his grip and sobbing.
"Please......Let..........Me..........Go, " she stammered in between her hiccup, shaking her head with pleading eyes and folded hands.
"Don't be afraid honey! I realized my mistake of not accepting you as my wife and to mark the start of our marriage how about I gift you something, " He whispered while leaning close to her ear emphasizing on the word 'gift'.
Sensing her fright, he placed his hand on her waist while using the other to stroke her cheek, "how about giving you a baby tonight?". He spoke with an evil smirk.
" I know it is your first time and I promise to be gentle with you, My Wife"
Note: This is the first draft of the story and since then had not been edited as I'm busy writing my other stories on "Booknet." If you find typos or grammatical mistake or narration is not perfect, kindly ignore since your feedback about it would be of no use as you are reading an unedited story. I would edit it once the sequel to Kabir Hashmi is finished. And yes please be considerate when you comment. First, it's a fictional story and second, it's someone's hardwork.
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