Ss Sahoo の小説・ストーリー

Sameer is the CEO of Ahuja Designs, a firm that deals in designing homes and interiors. Sameer noticed some tension on rudra's face so he enquired about it. Rudra never hides anything from Sameer as he is the only one who can suggest or scold rudra ., they were friends for life. Rudra told him about adhya's blabbering Sameer laughed holding his stomach "I want to meet this girl .she must be something who dared to speak the truth at least. I must say I am already impressed by her ." Mahesh entered the cabin ' sirr abeer sir and miss Khurrana wanted to meet you should i "

Damini bhabhi asked Bhai. " What?? I am Sahil... " He said. I looked at him with confusion. Was he?? He recognised me and I had never met Sagar bhaiya's twin. He has to be Sagar Bhai. " Oh please, Sagar don't start... " Damini bhabhi said. " Damini, I know you are missing your handsome husband. But I am Sahil. " He smiled at her. " Handsome?? Who says that?? Vikram is much more handsome than him. I always thought that Vikram was more handsome. " She said and Sagar Bhai was shocked.

by Kris Gage, this was the one Sahana read so yeah I actually research this stuff guys 😂 Anyways I hope every single one of you has a wonderful day :) Love ya'll 😘😘

"Ok let's forget about the wedding fo now. Let's just get to know eachother. Hi! I'm Zaheer Kazmi, age 27, I'm a CA in a govt firm, I have a mother and sister in my family, I'm the only man in the house, I love football, diehard fan of Ronaldo, I like to read mystery novels, I like Shakira, favourite Bollywood movie would be PK but favourite actor is Salman Khan. Favourite actress Katrina. Favourite food, Indian. Favourite place on earth, my home. Now what about you?" She giggled. For the first time I see a real smile on her face for me. My heart fluttered. "Uh. Alright. Hi! My name's Sania Sayeed. Age-" she paused. "Won't be telling." I grin and see her grin to. "I live with my mamma. Dadd

I remember sameera but you told me that you and your family did not find vihaan suitable for you that’s why you said no Yes sukoon i did not find vihaan suitable for me but let me clear you the reason saying that sameera told sukoon everything about there conversion which was held between vihaan and sameera listening all the things sukoon eyes gets popped she did not believe in her ears she asked did he really said this to you?

Standing with nothing particular in mind, she saw the back of Vihaan's muscular and built body in his white tee, his head hung down, looking, at something. She guessed he was looking at his phone when she saw his hand reaching toward his face and, she knew what he did with them. Vihaan Singh Rathore was crying in the memory of her sister in secret. ................................................ "Is it necessary for you to go?" sitting on the breakfast table, Shanaya asked Saaransh. They were the only one to be on the table and, all other members present in the mansion were deep in sleep. "I do not want to but, I have some important cases back in Mumbai" looking at Shanaya with an expressio

He looks like a joker to me. I went towards them. Samar followed me. " Swati where are you going? You need something? We can get for you.. " I said and Samar nodded. " Bhai meet Mohit ji. He is a famous fashion designer.... " Swati said. " Hey we just met... Sagar Malhotra? But why did you change? Though this outfit is also good but you are the groom. Right? " " Wrong...I am not the groom. I am Sahil. Sahil Malhotra. You met my twin. "

“Like fuck. He’s got like, a bajillion dollars, and he always has meetings with these women that look like they have permanent photoshop on them. It'd be so embarrassing if I even think about trying anything, let alone doing it.” “Yeah but you’re not exactly plain Jane are you?” She says with a raised eyebrow. “I didn’t say that. I know I'm hot. I'm just not…CEO Mr. Reid level hot.” I sigh as I let my head fall back onto the chair. “Well you gotta do something, because you’re burning through clients like nothing I’ve ever seen.”

🩷 🍒 Lucknow’s evening sky glowed with hues of orange and purple as the last rays of sunlight painted the city in warm tones. Inside a sleek office building at Hazratganj, Siddharth Malhotra — known to the world as a sharp and calculating businessman, but to the underworld as MADREGIN — sat behind his polished mahogany desk. His attention, however, wasn’t on the laptop screen in front of him. It was on Preeti.