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Post Wedding Rituals Akshay and Sanjana's Room Singhania Mansion Mumbai Sanjana's POV: I am waiting for my husband in his room. This wait is itself magical. I cannot wait to talk to him, to see him and feel him. The room is beautifully decorated with fairy lights and rose petals. The theme of the room is black and red with minimal white. It was tastefully done. The hanging lights in the corner are giving the room a warm glow and rose petals on the bed are creating a romantic atmosphere.

She said. "Come on this is not a marriage proposal, do you think my marriage proposal will be as lame as this? I can be very romantic when I want to be you know." I said and she laughed. "You? Romantic? Okay tell me, how will your marriage proposal be?" She asked. "You'll only get to find out if you accept to date me now so do you?" I asked. "I told you so." She said. "What?" "I told you back then remember? You said you weren't ever going to fall in love, I told you that you will and I'll be here to say I told you so when that happens." She said and I laughed.

She gets so happy that her juicy pink lips stretch into a happy smile but she handshakes with me being professional. Man! I'm gone case now. Why I'm behaving like a love sick puppy . I've never behaved in such manner in my entire thirty two years of life . Even I've never felt like this for any girl, never even for Kavita. When I think of SWARA, yes her name is SWARA BOSE , I feel some sensation inside my chest. She is insanely beautiful like her name.It seems like somewhere some one is playing any romantic tune in his violin. Why I'm feeling this? But it feels so good.

Christina rejected his proposal. “Haha, you’re so silly it’s cute.” Matthew glared at Christina. “Are you saying we should still split our bills when we are married?” Let me tell you this: from today onward, whatever is mine will be yours too!” Christina’s face turned flushed at once. She could not help but meet Matthew’s eyes. Eyes were the windows to the soul. Matthew’s eyes were filled with sincerity. She looked down involuntarily. Her heart was beating wildly in her chest.

Author Note: Dear Readers, Since English is not my first language, there will be tons of grammatical mistakes. Please continue reading this book only if you don't have any issue with that. Rest I could guarantee you that you won't get bored with the storyline. The following are my books which are completed until now if interested do give a look over them. Her Unloved Mate Her Chosen Mate Purchased By The Mafia Can't Help Falling in Love My Bride is Not a Human Chosen By An Alpha

I ask the question to which I wanted to know the answer for these two months again in her ear. O karam khudaya hai tera pyar jo paaya hai tujhpe marke hi toh mujhe jeena aaya hai O tere sang yaara khushrang bahara tu raat deewani main zard sitaara O tere sang yaara khushrang bahara main behta musafir tu Thehra kinara (With you, O beloved, the spring is colorful, I am the flowing passenger, and you are a silent shore.)

Ahankara asked, standing up from the chair. "Rajkumari... He-he wants to marry you," Meena said, and Ahankara stepped back in shock, while Neharika dropped the comb in her her hand onto the floor. "Who...?" Ahankara whispered, dreading the answer. "Yuvraj Yashvir Rathore. He has actually brought a marriage proposal for you, and he and the Maharaja just got into a heated argument about it. In the dining hall," she explained, still catching her breath. "I overheard the conversation. I mean I was not supposed to, but I was passing by and-"

’ His voice was incredulously calm. She could see passion in eyes as deep and mysterious as the ocean itself. ‘Where, Carrie, and how?’ his deadly soft voice reminded her. ‘Do you want to be like most and have sex in the bedroom. Or would you like to be bold and have me take you on this beautiful Italian rug, coloured with the birds of paradise.’

I'll feel you , burn you in every Ounces of my OBSESSION and lastly drown us together in crimson which is as strong as Our WEDDING" ABHIMANYU . . At RATHOREs PALACE, Gadh, Rajasthan- India. . Taapur was still groggy and sleepy when she awoke the next morning after coming back to GADH . She hissed in pain due the wild night she had with Her husband . Whole night was passionately spend by them

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