Novel & Cerita Sassy Aadhya Sharma

Aarav Kapoor I was so fucking infuriated right now. This Adarsh asshole over here doesn't even leave a single chance to flirt with her. Me, Abhi, Ayan were sitting on the dining table with Adarsh. And he is continuously blabbering about his & Shanaya's time in U.K. God give me patience. I just took a deep breath and was going to snap at him when Shanaya started descending down the stairs. She looked stunning with the white knit top and skinny fit jeans. Then my eyes travelled towards Adarsh who was watching her with his hawk eyes and I just wanted to pluck his eye balls out for watching her.

With vermillion in the partition of her hair and an exquisite wine red dress, the lady was looking stunning. “Hi, Adhyayan”, she said hugging him while Adhyayan stiffened. His jaws clenched and his dark brown eyes were red in anger. Her dangerous facial features did not go unnoticed by Anvesha. She immediately disliked the disgusting lady who was practically clinging to her angry boyfriend. “Hey, Sarah. Please leave me.” Adhyayan said practically pushing the lady away from his body. Taking a deep breath, he said, “And meet my fiancée, Anvesha”, kissing on Anvesha’s forehead leaving her shocked.

Author's Pov: Checking her attire one last time in the mirror Kushi opened the door of the dressing room. "Are you ready angel?" Adi asked typing away furiously on his mobile when he heard the click sound of the door opening. "I'm ready Adi" she said stepping out of the dressing room adjusting her Saree pleats. Adi lifted his head when he heard her angelitic voice followed by her footsteps. Kushi was looking breathtaking in the Saree, her hair was curled up into slight curls and minimal makeup. Her Saree was fitting her perfectly as if made for her specially. Simple yet elegant. He wants to say so many things but tounge tied looking at her and stood rooted to the place where he is.

I said and walk out leaving him behind . . . I reached out and went to my table where advaith and triplets are talking about .. models .. To divert my mind from Varun's thoughts I also joined their conversation and learnt that advaith is asking them about a good model .. for his natural beauty products advertisement... " Why don't you try lassya .. she is a hardworking model and your product need a natural beauty face for your natural beauty product advertisement and publicity " I suggest ... " True .. she is so beautiful .. " maverick said looking at lassya ..

“Today is about Bhabhi and Dadi’s pooja plans. If you’re too lazy to help, at least stop stealing the prasad!” Abhishek grinned, unbothered. “Prasad is meant to be eaten. I’m just making sure it’s safe for everyone.” Upstairs, Aradhya was getting ready. Her heart pounded as the maids draped a soft yellow silk saree around her, the golden borders shimmering with every fold. Her long hair was braided neatly, adorned with tiny white flowers. Over her face, she wore a light veil, the translucent fabric giving her an ethereal glow. As she stood in front of the mirror, she could barely recognize herself. She looked regal, but her heart was restless.

Her Innocent actions , her stupid rumbling, her carefree laughter, her every act i s just so fucking Innocent that it left me spell bounded t o her. I dont want to say nor I want to feel, but damm.... Her every actions i s making me t o lose my self and is making me to flow with her o n my own. I don't want t o admit, but fuck!! Her every single action is causing me to smile genuinely which I rarely d o with anyone else...... But now i t is damm confirmed that Laksh Malhotra, that you are very close t o be ruined by non other then Aashirya Sharma......

Sanya... I don't want to keep being stuck here with this annoying guy. He even threatened me earlier, thinking he could intimidate me. I am Chrissanya Evangelista, and I've never been afraid of a man, especially not someone like Adam Zhymian. Maybe others think I'm a really terrible person, wondering why I'm so angry with him. Truth be told, it's not just him I'm angry at, it's all men. I might even be considered a man-hater, right?

She was wearing denim shorts and a pink V-neck cotton shirt, her head on the throw pillow, looking relaxed as she read the magazine. My eyes couldn’t take away from her face down to the perfect curve of her mounds. When she raised her hand to flip the page, my eyes flickered to her belly. Flat belly. I sighed, glancing at my smartphone when she looked my way, smiling wickedly as her mouth was busy sipping straw from a chocolate tetra pack she found in Anya’s office. She crossed her legs, and I almost groaned, wishing those legs would wrap my hips again as she arched her hips to me.

Aadarsh said looking at Azad's photo and Siddarth face one after another. " Why should I look like him ? Who is he ? Whole India knows who is this Siddarth Singh Khurana but who knows this Azad Ahmed Khan? " Siddarth shouted back at Aadarsh " Nivedita knows Azad" Aadarsh replied with a chuckle. " Her name is Mrs Nivedita Siddarth Singh Khurana not anything else " Siddarth spatted back " You are right but inside her heart whose name is there ? " For that question silence was the only reply for Siddarth

’ He held Adrian’s collar who just got up from ground cleaning off his dust with his hands. ‘Leave me!!’ Adrian shouted trying to remove his grip which got tightened more. ‘Si..Sidd..’ Advika whispered making his hold loosen. ‘Ruk.h ja..o Sid.’(Sid please stop.) Advika hurriedly moved towards them while her four guards followed her. Reaching near Siddharth she pulled on Siddharth’s casual blazer jacket matched with her saree’s colour making him leave Adrian. She tames the beast after all. ‘Listen to me clearly you stupid boy, she is MINE. She is Advika Siddharth Singh Khurana.’ Siddharth yelled at Adrian making him confuse. He never knew she was married.