Rohan Mehra Novels & Stories

She grabbed the iPhone X he was giving her and typed her digits expertly before giving him back his phone. "Sorry, I don't know where my manners went to." he lighten up the mood, scratching the back of his head. "I'm Mashkur Aarif. Muhsin and Habib's friend." he introduced with a killer smile. "I'm Mehr Malik, their sister." she smiled back. Where is this man from? Is he by any chance from those Arabian countries? She ask herself. "Wow! I never knew." he said surprised, he never knew that his friends have this beautiful sister.

I was hungry and as much as I would love to have breakfast right now, I can't afford to waste any more time. MATTHEW'S P.O.V I was grumpy and irritated. I'm Matthew Day for goodness sake! Americas #1 Sexy Billionaire and C.E.O of Lexon Corp. I shouldn't be taking a taxi to work! I know you're wondering why I don't have my driver, take me to work.

Unlike the crippled Sagara. Who doesn't know that Sagara, the CEO of Samudra Group, has experienced permanent leg paralysis after getting a car accident two months ago. Even though right now Sagara is the CEO of Samudra Group, in a few months he will definitely be replaced by his own older brother, Awan Bhumi Saputra when the next board of directors meeting is held. "I have to run away from this marriage." Viola determined herself. "I really don't want to have a disabled husband like Sagara."

"This is absolutely unbelievable. Do you even understand what you're doing? Rejecting me—Tanya Malhotra, who could have any man she wants—for someone who can't even speak? Someone who'll never be able to match you socially or intellectually?" "Enough!" .. TO BE CONTINUED DUUUUHHH ROHIT OR VIRAT 🤌🎀

Gentle waves lapped against the wooden stilts while a soft sea breeze drifted through the open-air bedroom. Amara Singh, a 26-year-old Indian-British tech heiress with smooth golden-brown skin, long silky black hair, and a lithe yet voluptuous figure, stood on the private deck in a sheer white bikini. The warm breeze pressed the fabric against her hardened nipples and the growing heat between her thighs. She had come for a private escape. She found something far more consuming. The villa door slid open. Rohan “Rage” Patel, the world-famous Black Indian cricket superstar and business mogul, stepped inside. Towering at 6’10” with a powerfully athletic build, his dark skin gleamed under the moo

he said this with a teary smile, deepening her smile. Soon after, Rohan began working part-time as a counter boy at a café during his free hours, hoping to earn some decent money. He kept it a secret from Saurabh and his family, knowing exactly how they'd react. When Saurabh eventually found out, he was angry at him. He scolded Rohan, urging him to focus on his studies and not throw away his future over short-term gains but Rohan was stubborn. His reasons ran deeper than money. After a long conversation, they reached a conclusion: Darpan Uncle would offer him a loan, and Rohan would repay it by working at his hospital during his free time. It wasn’t easy, but for Rohan, it was the only way t

After everyone entered the study the door was locked as they didn't want the house staff to listen to their discussion. "I want to talk to you all about the decision that I made for Sanjana. As Sanjana is going to complete her post-graduation very soon, I have fixed her wedding with Shimla's renowned Batra family. Mr K.N.Batra is a high court advocate and a very respected person of Shimla. His elder son Rohan Batra has done MBA in international business and is presently running his own textile business in Chandigarh. I met this family on my last month trip to the Shimla law council meeting ."

he said while Krish clenched his fists in anger. “ Oh wow, wait a sec, I have seen you somewhere... Oh, I got it now, are you the Kartik Mehra, the top designer who is also a star-maker for the models? ” she said excitedly while he raised his collar proudly and said, “ Yes, you got it, sweetheart, then what do you think of my offer? ”

“I’ve always wanted to see what kind of a woman you are.” Woah, halt! What does he mean by that? Am I that popular? I know that my family business is, but me? I doubt it very much. There was a discreet exchange of looks on both of them which I didn’t miss out. There must be some kind of information they have that I didn’t know about and it made me wonder what it is. “I’m Rohan Yash Maharaj Ambani by the way, Secretary of the Fancy Pants Club and a Kamasutra Guru.”

I said looking at Siddharth confidently. "Don't you think the answer should be 100 paisa or One rupee?" He said while raising his one eyebrow to confused but I am confident with my answer. "No, sir. You said Rohan's father has four sons. You already told me all three sons name except Rohan. Yeah.. I don't know if Rohan has nick name as you said 100 paisa or one rupee." I said confidently while raising my one eyebrow and everyone in the room broke into laugh.