LOGINUnrequited love is the worst. It never quenches your thirst. When you love someone the most, but they treat you like a ghost. You don't exist to them, even if they're your gem. It hurts your heart and tears you apart. _________________________________________ She loves him and he loves another, but he loves her too. He loves her and she loves another, but perhaps he is wrong. Maybe he's the one she actually loves. So, who does she love more? Mahendra or Vikram?
View MoreWhat really happened between Bhaskar (Vasundhara's ex-husband) and Narayan (Vasundhara's husband):Bhaskar looked around disoriented. He tried to move, but couldn't. At first, he thought he was too drunk, but as soon as his hazy vision cleared, he saw that he was tied up. To a chair. He looked around and found himself in a dimly lit room.He tried to scream. "Help!"But, it came out as a rasp. He heard low chuckling coming from the corner of the room."No one can hear you, idiot.""Who a-are you?"There was a loud slam and Bhaskar flinched."Don't fucking stutter. I hate it."Bhaskar gulped because he finally recognized the voice. It was Narayan Moorthi."Narayan..You're my friend." Bhaskar pleaded."You must be really drunk if you think I'm your friend."Narayan finally stepped into the light, dragging a chair behind him."Bhaskar, the drunkard. We finally meet again."He sat himself on the chair and stared at Bhaskar. He was a very pathetic man.Bhaskar had always been intimidated b
8 years later :Mahendra walked into his home with the sound of clanging pots and pans ringing in his ears.So, they were going to have one of those days. He rolled up his sleeves and silently crept up behind her in the kitchen."Honey, I'm home!"He slid his arms around her and laid his chin on her shoulder. She shrugged him off. "Fuck off Mahendra."He wanted to laugh, but he knew she wouldn't appreciate that. He put his hand on her rounded belly and waited for a kick. He wasn't disappointed and his heart filled with joy."Where are Rudraksh and Mrityunjay?"Subhadra turned around and faced him, with her hands on her hips and narrowed eyes. Fuck, she looked so beautiful.He reached behind her and squeezed her ass. He couldn't resist. He didn't know if she'd turn into a lion or a kitten.Thankfully, it was the latter. "They're at Latha's house. They were literally fighting like dogs."Mahendra pulled her closer to him. "Do you know what that means?" He wiggled his eyebrows."It me
The arrangements had all been made without any hurdles. Subhadra's and Mahendra's parents had gotten along very well and wanted to plan the wedding as soon as they could, from the prompting of Subha and Mahi, of course.Three months after they both had proposed to one another, they were finally getting married.Subhadra thought about it, but ended up giving a wedding invitation to Nehra. She had been invited to her marriage after all. Her courtesy was to give an invitation to Neha. Whether she showed up or not would be up to her.The days were passing by quickly and each day was more hectic than the last one, but through it all, Subhadra and Mahendra had fun. They were beyond excited.Subhadra had eagerly been waiting for the day she could finally call Mahendra Varma her husband and now, it was just a few hours away. In the meantime, photographs were being taken with all the people who had arrived.Subhadra was quite shorter than Mahendra, so she had to wear heels to look decent in th
Luck worked in her favor, and her boss gave her two days off."I hope you didn't convince him the way you convinced me." Mahendra laughed.Subhadra smacked him on his shoulder. "What if I said I did?" She asked teasingly."Well first, I wouldn't believe you. But, if we're being hypothetical, then, I would kill your boss and then, I would punish you real good, baby."Subhadra laughed. "You're insane, but you're mine.""Damn straight."The train ride was overnight, so they both had slept through it, and now they were at the hotel. They thought of booking separate rooms because of the eyes of the society, but Subhadra had told Mahendra to book one room, so that was what he did.To hell with the society. They knew what they were doing. Others were irrelevant.As Subhadra took out clothes from her bag, Mahendra could only stare at her in awe. He loved her so much. She had gotten a tattoo of his name on her heart, for god sake. He truly couldn't express in words how much she meant him. He












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