Bridgerton Sharma Novels & Stories

But the kingdom was now hunted. One of the men approached my car and tapped on the window. A large silver ring gleamed on his finger. He didn’t look like a thug—he looked like a lawyer, and that terrified me more. I lowered the window just an inch. “Who are you?” My voice trembled. “Why are you blocking my home?” “Ms. Valerie Sergio,” he said calmly. His voice was cold and precise. “I am Barrister Jaden. I represent ERS Holdings Group.” He gestured toward the iron gates. Heavy chains and red locks secured them.

"I'm getting you new set of clothes. Seeing your sense of fashion today, and I can't particularly say I was impressed. It's Asher btw." Realization dawned on me, followed by a jab at my heart and an eye roll. I could barely afford my bills, how the hell was I supposed to get clothes that suited his taste? Arriving at my apartment, I noticed that the lights were on. Right. I had to tell Diane. I just signed a marriage contract today which practically means I'm now a married woman. I mentally flinched at that reality. It hadn't set it yet. The reality that I was now married to the grandson of Howard Companies, a multi billionaire.

With her usual scent of jasmine. Damn, he wanted to touch her so bad. But it was too soon. She still saw him as Nav. Pritam had to launch a story, draw her into fantasy. Make her participate, really flirt, like she had before. — I'm a producer. – Your cousin Laksha was married to Vijay, a Bollywood producer. At Nav's last trip to India was to visit them in Bombay, where he took a tour of the studio and heard a lot of talk about cinema. What about the growing ties between Bollywood and the

[Arella] “Did you just say husband?” Bridget clarifies, her voice climbing an octave. She looks more like a giddy high school teen than the royal princess and polished CEO of this company. Her perfectly tailored white blazer gleams under the soft glow of her office lights, and the pearl earrings she always wears bob slightly as she leans forward. I nod, avoiding her gaze. Sasha, in her signature emerald-green jumpsuit, remains too stunned to speak, her wide eyes reflecting her disbelief.

he says in a discording tone. "Oh wow!!! What's going on?". I moved out of his way rather he adds up and pulled me back. He says, " do you not know?" ( Strange) I frown at his attitude, "yes!! I don't and for the record, don't you dare lie to me, you're not Liam Khan!! Who are you?. ( My words to him). He buffed out a deep breath, rested on the car, and air out to me. "You're right!! I am not Liam khan, my name is Jason hart and I was paid by Allyssa to pretend to be Liam Khan".

"Oh yes. Let's ask for help to her. I think she help us.. Now let's begin our sister's marriage preparation..." "Yeah let's start. And Arman don't' forget Mr. Khan is the most eligible bachelor and top successful business man in this country. Also his brother -in-law is one of the top successful business men of America. So they will surely arrange a grand wedding and we have to match up with their stand." Murat told me.. "InshaAllah we will. After all we two are also the top business man of England... Don't worry. inshaAllah everything will go nicely."

Zoya looked at me and winked. "But you have really got a gem, Abrar", Mrs. Sharma said. "She literally left such a lavishing life for you. I hardly see rich girls adjusting" I passed a fake smile and focused on the biryani instead. Thanks to Zoya for demanding this one. It had been a long time since I had such a good meal. Bachelor life is all about bread and butter. "Obviously, he is lucky", Zoya giggled at me. "And you are too", Mr. Sharma finally said something, his gaze was still on the food. "Abrar is no less"

kshama clicked her fingers in front of my face. My train of thoughts interrupted by kshama. "sorry i zoned out." I bilinked my eyes many times to remove thoughts of him. If he affects me this much right now then what will happen when I mmet him. It's not that I like him or what. I just...don't know.. He is an American, a billionaire and I am just a simple, ordinary Indian girl. Who came from an orthodox family. "I call you for an hour now. By the way what are you thinking about, ...your future husband huh.." she elbowed me.

She really didn't wish to join him. When they reached the party place, Samarth came out of the car, the media was looking for each person, who is coming. Before Samarth, Soham Bhalla reached there with his twin escorts. He is a spoiled and lusty person and the CEO of Silver Star entertainment. He is giving poses in different styles to the reporters of different channels.

“This is Natasha, my older sister.” Natasha Sharma, aka the Bitch of California, was infamous for her dating scandals with actors, sports people, and CEOs. I met her at a party a few months ago where she and Celine Alonso got into an ugly wrestle after a few exchanges of words, which cost Sharma a lot more money than they thought.