We returned to India after a week, leaving Italy and everything that had unfolded there behind. It felt strange, though, being back here. I kept telling myself that whatever happened, itโs over now, and thereโs no point in holding on to those memories.
Rivalry Collision |18+
[ ๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ ๐ฏ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐ ] Pinning her against the wall, he leaned in close to her ear and mumbled, his hands encircling her tiny waist, "You will marry me now, or the consequences will be severe." "Nope, I will never marry you," Aadna said angrily, tears welling up in her eyes. She pushed him away, but he grabbed her hand, his grip tight and unyielding. His other hand cupped her jaw as he leaned in, his voice low and menacing. "Fine, then let me show you the consequences you're going to face, Mrs. Aadna Hridh Mehra." โโ .โฆโฉโห.โโพโโบโโงโ๏ฝก๐ฆนยฐโญห๏ฝกโ โโ.โฆ " Kiss me if you don't want me to chase you," Hridh growled, throwing her onto the bed. His hand squeezed her b๐bs as he leaned in, his lips brushing against hers. "You taste just like me, Mrs. Aadna Mehra," he murmured darkly. Meeting after five years, they had both transformed into entirely new personalities, each starkly opposite from the other. Will they fall in love after marrying, or will their relationship collide? Or perhaps, they will find peace in someone else. Only time would reveal the fate of their hearts.
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