Cerita Cinta Membara Novels & Stories

" not a single word Antara! Not a single word. Bhabhi my foot you were supposed to be my wife Antara. You promised me that you will marry me. You said that you love me and this is what your love is? You leaving me for my elder brother? Still we have time, you have not worn his ring on your ring finger, the henna is not decorated on your hands of his name, Antara marry me, we can start our life together and we will live happily. I am no less than Anirudh. I promise you no less than him. Everything that he can give you I can give you more than that. Just do not do this to me Antara I really love you. Just leave this madness behind his wealth and power, In matter of looks as well I am no less.

I walked back a little, still transfixed by the truth I just heard. “What?” I whispered. He walked closer to me, his hand raised to wipe my tears. “Don’t come close to me, you disgusting pervert,” I snapped. “All my life, I thought you were only there for me because you love me,” My voice was barely a whisper. “I do, Elena,” he replied, regret and embarrassment flushed down his cheeks. “All I wanted was to love and to be loved. I felt I was important to you. I felt you loved,” I said, my voice shaking.

He replied and my heart started dancing again in my rib cage. "I know, I just don't know what I have done that I have gotten you as my partner." I replied with teary eyes. He wiped my tears with the pad of his thumb, then he pecked both of my eyes. "I don't like to see tears in your eyes. I like when I see happinesses dancing in your eyes. They are made for happinesses not for tears." He said and I smiled again. "No one would ever believe us or our story. That you married me forcefully. We look more romantic than the couples who have done love marriages." I said and giggled, thinking about our love story that had started with nothing but a stupidity. He chuckled softly and leaned in towards