They say that getting married is your happily ever after. But is it really if it's an arranged marriage?
-Naman Mehra:
28. Captain of the Indian Cricket Team. Arrogant, rude, bipolar-ish, tall and hot are the words that can describe him. Oh & he al...
Then, I went towards my closet to see what should I wear today. After thinking for a long time, I finally decided to wear a white blouse with a beige coloured long skirt & the same coloured, patch worked dupatta. I paired them up with some silver earrings and a ring. I tied my hair into a center parted ponytail, with my hair slightly curled at the end.
Kriti's outfit:
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Then, I went to the living room only to find out that Naman & I were wearing the same colour. Basically, we were twinning.
He looked ho--...handsome. Phew. Control yourself Kriti.
Naman's P.O.V
After she left the living room, I started laughing and then I headed towards my room to get ready.
I decided to wear a white shirt with a beige coloured coat & the same coloured pants. I kept a few buttons of my shirt open & I paired my outfit with a watch from Patek Philippe.
Naman's outfit:
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Then, I went to the living room & noticed that she wasn't here yet. So, I started checking some messages on my phone.
After a while, I heard footsteps approaching...I looked up & found her standing there, looking drop dead gorgeous. She looked amazing.
Before I could realize, my legs automatically made their way to her & my hands found their way to her waist.
I pinned her to the nearest wall, her eyes widened. I just gripped her tightly making sure that I don't hurt her.
"Are you planning to kill me?" I asked huskily.
"Huh?" she asked with a confused expression on her face.
"You look so ravishing...and tempting may I add?" I whispered in her ear huskily & planted a kiss near her earlobe.
This girl is driving me crazy with each passing day. I can't even tell the things that I want to do to her. Naman, control. After seeing her, my hormones are like all over the place. Oh god, I feel like a hormonal teenager.
