Anish Kapoor Wife Novels & Stories

"After God, fear women" Claire was dumbstruck. It could not be. Nathan had just married his competitor and she had nothing to say about it. The dinner was about to commence so she had plenty of time to prove Bianca was a fraud. Wrong! She had very little time and she remaining glued to her seat was not going to change anything. Claire stood up and joined the new wife, her suspicion making her unable to keep a smile.

You are in India and didn't visit Mumbai until now. Ishaan rolled his eyes. "I am a busy mom. Do you have anything important to say?" "What should we answer to the Chopras? Their daughter is very beautiful. She is also an MBA from Boston....." "Mom! We have gone through this before. I am not getting married." "How long will you pine over her Ishaan. Its been 5 years." His lips curled into a smile. "Not for long mom....not for long. I found her again." **********

I gritted my teeth at her remembering how Ishita is possessive over me and whenever she is with me I don't need to handle them by myself as she will do the honour. All of a sudden I realized that I just mentioned Ishita as my wife and that thought made me smile a little. "You are married?" I heard Mrs. Kapoor asking me and I don't know whether they are aware of me and my business rules as they are taking it personally. "Do you have any problem with that?" I asked them trying to control my anger as I didn't want to ruin my happy mood.

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They could ask me whatever it was that they wanted to know about the new project I had coming up. “How do you feel about your wife being a murderer suspect, Mr. Bennett?” What? I went stiff with shock. I glared at the reporter who had asked that stupid question, wondering if she was okay upstairs and hadn't confused me for another Mr. Bennett. “Did she tell you what she was going to do?” “How is your marriage with your wife?” “Did you marry a psychopath?” “Do you know about her wild instincts and ability to kill another person?” I reeled with shock, overwhelmed with their questions and their unbearable closeness as they pressed forward and pushed their cameras into my faces.

*** Lia was sitting on her comfy couch, changing channels on the television, when a news channel caught her attention. “We are reporting live from Rico’s Farmhouse, where London’s recently ex-hottest eligible bachelor has arrived with his gorgeous Indian wife. Now we are going to show you some of their exclusive pictures. But let me warn Christian Knight’s fangirls, these pictures might just break your heart.” The reporter said with a pout and soon their almost kissing pictures appeared on Lia’s television screen. The reporter appeared again on half of the television screen. “Don’t you guys think they are just perfect for each other and look at their picture? They look so much in love!! Shar

When I saw the footage, I felt like the land under my legs has been pulled by magical powers. She is Myra Kapoor, the only daughter of DSP Kishan Kapoor. It didn't take a long time to get information about her. I was searching for her for five years. Though I have my army and security clan, I failed every time to find her. My life is a debt to her, my life owes to her.

And next to him was an arrogant-looking woman, it must be his wife Megha Rana, she had a bit similar feature with Karan Rana. There was an old lady in plain saree, she was Shobha Rana. Karan Rana was standing next to her putting his hand around her shoulder, and next to him, a beautiful woman, whose arms wrapped around his arm. She was his wife Ananya Nuka. Reading her name Sohu remembered that she was the same Ananya Nuka who used to sell Riya Aggarwal's designed clothes by putting her name tag on her clothes. What a corrupt woman?

I replied smirking at them. "Aaron Malhotra open your fucking mouth right now before I punch you so hard," I nudged glaring at him which made him come out of his dream land. "Everyone meet my mysterious wife, who is mysterious to world. Mrs. Shraddha Aaron Malhotra. The love of my life," he replied grinning. Monkey monster. Jerk. Idiot. Moron. "For how long you both married? How long is your baby?" The same reporter asked who smirked at me.

It was completely okay for Anvesha as she realized Adhyayan was not interested to talk to his ex-girlfriend. They chit-chatted for a while and Adhyayan was looking disinterested in the conversation and hence, Anvesha carried on the discourse. Soon Sarah’s husband came looking for her. “This is my darling husband, Captain Rohit Kapoor from the Indian Army”, Sarah made the introductions emphasizing over the designation and profession of her husband and Adhyayan was controlling his infuriated sigh mentally, regretting to have come to attend the function. As the couple left, Anvesha wanted to know Adhyayan’s side of story but looking at her furious boyfriend, she did not press on the topic. She