Bridgerton Sharma Novels & Stories

At his words, Charles immediately opened Hamya's profile. As Patrick read from top to bottom, he couldn't help laughing, "Indeed, this profile is very detailed. It includes everything, even when he got married, when his children were born, haha..." Linda pouted and wrapped her arm around Maria’s arm, afraid her teacher would hear her as she whispered in Maria’s ear, "Ria, never choose this Hamya." Maria looked at her curiously, "Is he the sadistic demon or the smiling tiger?" "Heh..."

I am Shilpa their's and now your too Mausi and you can call me mausi maa just like them. RASHI: (bends down to touch her feet ) Hello... I am Rashi and I am really honored to meet you... you are really sweet... LADY: (engulfed her in a sweet hug) no beta... you are really sweet... though I am little upset from you (pointing towards Ranvijay) but I must say you really brought me a gorgeous daughter... she is really lovely ... but why like this... what was the problem in doing this wedding in the right way ??

As they were walking towards saree section, raghavan called sales girl and murmured her to pack all the clothes which harshika admired according to her size without her knowledge. Raghavan walked to one of the end of the saree section where prize labelled at top of the shelf. Harshika counted the zero on the prize label casually and opened her mouth in shock. Thinking that something is wrong in her eyes, harshika rubbed her eyes to view the prize once again correctly. Harshika formed "O" in her lips by viewing the prize label once again. She thought herself that, Who will buy the saree for three lakhs ?. Perhaps rich people's like raghavan would buy saree in such an expensive rate.

I'll fight ten thousand battles for you, but you have to be honest about who your enemies are. " -Amyirechi "Here's your payment sir, thank you." The fair-skin cab driver—having very long and unkempt beards—accepted the notes of money from Doris and drove away. She was left standing before a very tall building. 'Aijek Fashionworld' was the name boldly inscribed on the wall- column of the majestically tall building. The five-storey building was coated in chocolate-brown and yellow paint and stood out from the other structures because of its intimidating height.

Sharma had looked after her really well. Her only minor concern was that she was certain that, if he were to look, Mr. Sharma would be able to see the tops of her green hold-up stockings and her perfectly shaped milky smooth bottom as well as the bulge of her beautifully presented pussy through her miniscule matching thong, all under a petite white micro skirt. Luckily, Claire thought, Mr. Sharma was an old man, well past the age when a young woman, even one as gloriously attractive and fat-breasted as herself, would hold any sort of interest for him.

Sahil Sharma's story is one of love, sacrifice, and determination, a testament to his unwavering commitment to his family and the profound influence he has had on the life of his daughter, Aditi Sharma. Sameera Sharma, a name that resonates with warmth and affection, is not just a mere housewife; she is the cornerstone of the Sharma household, where love and family values reign supreme. As the devoted wife of Sahil Sharma, she brings a sense of harmony and completeness to their home. However, her role extends far beyond just that of a homemaker; it is in her unwavering love for her husband Sahil and their cherished daughter, Aditi, that she truly finds her purpose and happiness.

Lillian mumbled as she opened her eyes. *************** Don did the last botton of his tuxedo with Rex behind him. "Boss, I must really say, you look so handsome in the tux." Rex complimented and Don scoffed. The door opened and Bella entered. "Woah! My brother looks so handsome in his wedding wear." Bella teased as she came up to him and Don glared at her through the mirror. "I almost didn't recognize you." She said again in a smile not minding his glare.

Emily took a deep breath and tried to calm her racing heart as she stood outside the wedding chapel. She had imagined this moment a million times, but never quite like this. She was about to marry a man she barely knew, a man who was over double her age and a billionaire businessman named Alexander Pierce. The door to the chapel opened, and a woman in a white gown emerged, followed by a man who was clearly her groom. Emily stepped forward, taking her place at the back of the line. She wasn't sure what to expect, but she was determined to make the most of this opportunity.