Erin Sharma Novels & Stories

(please bring water) Anushka was now quite used to giving orders to the poen, she was slipping into her role effortlessly, sometimes even guiding others. The peon came with a glass of water and she offered it to Janvi, “Please hand over your resume, I will do the needful,” she said as Janvi handed her resume. Walking to Dinesh’s cabin. Anushka knocked on the door like she always did. he was doing something on his phone, which he kept down as soon as she entered. “Candidate for IELTS teacher, Janvi Parmar,” She mentioned, handing him the resume for the third time that day.

Why is it that everyone is so afraid of him? "Ok, you can trust me" Someone knocked on the door after a few minutes. "Please come in." And she walked in. She appeared to be in her early forties, with boy cut hair. She was dressed nicely in a Banarasi Sari. She was tall and had a model's figure. Her eyes were moist, possibly from crying. I've never seen her before. "Hello, my name is Anika, and I'm guessing you're Shreya." she stated

She took all the baggage from Sidha Singh’s hand and directed her towards the car parked in the parking lot. Sidha Singh finished her engineering last year and she also secured a job in a multi international company, but because Arushi sharma was begging her from last 5 years to join her and Sidha Singh’s family being a very conservative one rejected her request to join Arushi in Australia to complete her bachelor degree.

I spoke to the portrait with same determination in my heart. ************************************** Precape- ''San meet my brother Randhir Singh Shekhawat..and bhai meet my bestie San..I mean Sanyukta Agrawal. Sandhir shake hands but feels the same shiver like Party night. **************************************** Trishla Singh😃😃😃

She said and we bid our byy to each other with a tight bear hug. I drove my car to my home , while making a mental list of stuffs which I have to buy. I stopped my car at the cafe and brought some pastries for everyone, and within minutes I reached my home and parked my car in the porch. Well , let me introduce myself. I am Aashirya Sharma. Youngest daughter of Arvind Sharma. I am 25 years old , working as a PR in one of the famous company in Mumbai. My father is a also a big business man, but still I dont work in his company , cause I want to gain everything by my own, without any involvement of my billionaire father.

Sharma was the one he chose because she was a single mother and needed money for highher studies of her child and also she had experience in the field as well as she was good with figures. I had never met her in person but once I attended a call on Veer's phone where I learnt about her. I really liked the lady, Veer had told me even though she was struggling with money not even once she asked for Veer's help. Infact her daughter was a replica of her, he had met her once at an office party and he was impressed by her. I knew very well that my husband was not someone you could impress so easily, he was 27 but he was mature and he could sense people's caliber easily.

God this was wrong and it shouldn't happen with me. "Oh really then listen Mr.Sehgal I am not a normal girl whom you are thinking. I am Priya ..Priya Sharma I can do anything for my sake. Don't underestimate my strength okay ", I tried to hold my voice high but his smirking ..god damn that deathly smirking making me weak. "Then show me Priya Sharma I want to see spunky side of my girl " ,he breathed my neck his nose touching my shoulder sending unknown shudders to my spin.

I rocked her a few more slow times until I emptied into her ass. I slapped her ass cheeks and then I pushed her off me. I couldn't stand her but she was good for what she was good for. Leaving her in the bed, moaning and crying I went to shower. I turned on the in shower TV and watched the news. There was a breaking report about US Army Veteran and billionaire tech mogul Reece Shields announcing his engagement to his long time girlfriend and mother of his child. My mouth dropped open as I saw her, holding her son with Reece holding one hand to her back and waving at the cameras with the other.

She was all set to interview the first guest of the new segment of her talk show, Real Life Heroes; General Amarinder Bakshi, the retired army officer who had courageously fought in the Kargil War. On the other hand, oblivious to everything, Mr. Kamlesh Kaushik, the guileful food inspector was enjoying his day, humming his favorite tune and rubbing his pot-belly after all, Adhyayan had agreed to pay him the bribe. He was joyful as he had won the stupid celebrity chef who had insulted him and now was ultimately ready to pay him a hefty sum.

She couldn't quite place it but then she knew, that she had heard his voice from somewhere before, she haven't been to India before, so she thought it must be elsewhere, but his face wasn't familiar. "Good day sir." She greeted standing on her feet. "I'm Mr Sharma, Rohit's father, and the president of India, how was your trip." He asked her but she was left speechless, she couldn't believe she was standing right in front of a public figure "Amaya" Sonia kept dragging her dress and snapped at Amaya, only then did she blink "I'm sorry, I'm sorry I got lost for a moment there. It's an honor to be here in your humble home." She gulp her saliva