All Chapters of My Fake-Wife's Dreams come True.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

Prologue.

"And in the end, Dreams are just involuntary sensations, silly imaginations but can change your life by appearing or by coming true. From the wet dreams to Reality.Like my life was created by dreams." [Jasmine].......[Jasmine's POV]The First Time I met him In real life, I was on my knees literally. I was embarrassed while He stood there cold and aloof tapping his shoe against the floor rhythmically. However, I couldn't see his face because he was wearing a mask. But one thing I was sure of that he was Handsome. Breathtaking one at that.Clouded but rudy blue eyes that any girl could get lost in and would never come back. Those were the set of eyes I always saw in my dreams but I couldn't remember that when I did meet him. I was too mesmerized and embarrassed to think about anything else.A Perfect Well Built body. Lean, Lithe with not even one ounce of fatA Ta

Last Updated : 2021-05-12

Prologue-2

"No. You are my dream. My glorious wet dream." I surrounded his neck in my arms almost shoving him to the bed in the process.He mutters something under his breath that I fail to catch. As we fell on the bed. Me on top of him."In all my dreams you take charge of me, Today's my day."I shut my eyes tight and sit on all fours almost sitting on his waist."You are too tall. I can not find your d.." I grunt in frustration as I try to find his dick in the darkness.A husky laugh resounds in the whole room and my heart flutters in my chest."Who said to take charge? Huh?" He teases. And I shut my lips in annoyance.With a scoff, I try to stand myself away from him only to be thrown out of his form to bed as his large form towers over mine. He on top of me.'Ah! Are we playing this game?'"Not so fast baby girl. Let me find my popcorn first."Boom and the next second his hands were on my breast, squeezing them within the clothes

Last Updated : 2021-05-12

Too Good to be True.

"Sometimes, The truest realization is that you are betrayed by someone you loved too dearly."...[Jasmine's Pov]Mumbai the city of the sea, hope, chaos, magic. Often called City of dreams, yet even if I want to, I will not be able to count how many millions of people's dreams were swallowed by the sea of this city. How many people were drowned beneath its shiny exterior? What happened to them? Did everyone's dreams come true? No one can tell. Nonetheless, it was not the case with me, since it seems to fulfill my every sweet dream-like a magician carving my soul with a magical stick and filling my heart with nothing but gratitude for it.'God. Please keep it that way. Don't make my sweet dreams turn into a nightmare in reality.' I prayed to God in my heart quickly. I hope it will remain the same for me. I have been jotting down a blog for Mumbai, for the last half an hour and every word that I have written came from my heart. Nothing was fal

Last Updated : 2021-05-12

Sasha.

I slowly folded the blanket over uncovering the body of a woman I had a one-night stand with."What was her name again?" I failed to remember.The large portion of the light that was pouring through the massive window of my room curtains illuminated the woman's square face. A curved jaw, button nose, and thick eyelashes.Her round brows were furrowed together, her skin lighter than most Asian people seemed to be covered in a pattern of purple and blue Hickey's. Strands of black hair were stuck on her sweaty face as she breathed through her open mouth.'Gross. She is snoring.''Then what do you think you will find after having ten glasses of alcohol in your system? Huh? Look at her skin, it's evidence of how wild you must have been with her. you behaved like a dog on the heat with her. Let her sleep now.' My stupid brain mocked me at my choice of the woman.'Thanks, brain. As if I couldn't understand that.'I scoffed at my internal voice. May

Last Updated : 2021-05-12

First Interview.

"God's timing is perfect. So have patience." [Jasmine]....[Jasmine's POV]My Pudgy fingers wrapped around his neck to support me from falling. I didn't want my beautiful face to be ruined because of my carelessness. The staircase was too wide and the steps must have been 100. 'Who the hell is stupid enough to build a staircase containing 100 stairs. They must have been fucking dumb.'After glancing the third time at the staircase, I locked my eyes with my savior who had to clear his throat to get my attention. My cheeks stained pink in embarrassment.His skin was a little shade darker than most Asians but it glittered in the sunlight. 'How Mesmerising!' He was dressed in a blue suit he might have been wearing it too often because I could make out a small stain near his upper pocket. I had to crane my neck to see his black eyes. He was so go

Last Updated : 2021-05-12

When Heroine Meets Hero.

"Take actions day by day and be grateful for whatever comes your way, who knows it is only for your betterment." [Jasmine Bhasin]....Jasmine's POV:"Damn it,” I thought as I saw the sea of women. “how I’m going to pass through so many people.” The crowd was not moving. And mostly the women had occupied every side of the hall. They were moving randomly and uncoordinated, filling the spaces as if fans surround a superstar. I stared at their back in confusion, while men watched sitting in their spaces with annoyance. The women were mostly young each wearing colorful short dresses and heels of various kinds. It was as if I was standing in a fashion show. I felt underdressed. Some women even dared to fold the hem of their dresses to make them look a little shorter.'Hah. Stupid girls.'Suddenly, the glass doors opened and women pushed around more urgently making noises that seemed like hooting. I wasn't pleased.

Last Updated : 2021-05-19

Hero Hates Mess.

"Don't think too much about everything. Leave it to destiny." [Jasmine].......[Abhinav's Pov]When I entered my office, I quickly walked to the dark walnut bookcase that had lined the entire left-hand wall and pulled out the file for the meeting today which was in a red cover marked with I for Important. Tugging at my tie, I loosened it and noticed The leather sofa with a fur rug over the back and a Kashmere blanket draped over the arm seemed messy today. I exhaled.One thing you should always know about me I hated messy things. Whether it was my stuff or my feelings. Without further ado, I fixed it and walked up to my central mahogany table with glass over the top. Fixing things to their designated places so that everything appeared square and properly spaced. There wasn't much: A phone for office use, some important notes, a bell, an antique clock. The far wall has a mantle, and on the mantle, I had

Last Updated : 2021-05-20

Dream

"I will always choose Character over beauty. Character is beautiful to be more beautiful than beauty." [Jasmine] ....... [Jasmine's Pov] The moon fully rose when I woke up. The light that was through the sheer curtains was barely enough to make me aware of my surroundings. I stretched out my hand to check my phone on the small table that was decorated to the side of my bed but I found nothing. Not even a table. "Is it my room?" "Did Mom remove the table from this site?" I questioned myself not wanting to stand up. Because I always had trouble falling asleep if my eyes took in the lights.

Last Updated : 2021-06-04

Almost Dead.

Police swarmed him, forming a circle around him and me. Everywhere I looked, I only saw the police. "Leave the lady, Johnson Jay." "No." They all groan and point their guns towards him, the Senior Inspector whispers something in the ear of Junior one and he nods leaving the place. "Let me leave from here first." Inspector scoffs at the black-eyed man. "Johnson Jay, if you surrender yourself it will be much easier. Let the lady go and I promise, I will try my best to reduce your punishment." Jay l

Last Updated : 2021-06-17

Hired

"Know the people by their friends." [Ifveen] [Jasmine] "Well, that sounds more like a scene from a movie," Maan exclaimed as she set the phone back onto the receiver. her father had called her, out of nowhere when I was explaining to her how I almost died earlier today, and she had hesitated to pick up the phone. I nodded at her to receive it. It wasn’t unusual for Uncle to call so late though, she should have been home by now if not for me. And he had this habit for years, always calling about one thing or another. Most often just to complain about what her mother had been up to, or, more specifically, what she had not been up to. Maan had moved out of her hometown Delhi to Bombay when she was 18 in search of the job of her dreams. Initially, she had pr

Last Updated : 2021-12-15

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