Shubman Gill an emerging cricketer who is the apple of the eye of Rohit and Virat needs to marry Rohit's sister Aditi Sharma who is a singer due to certain circumstances.
Will there be love between them? Or will there be just the responsibilities be...
As the first light of dawn crept through the curtains, Aditi's eyes fluttered open to the serene sight of Shubman, who lay beside her in a tranquil slumber. His chestnut locks tumbled carelessly across his forehead, framing a face graced with a gentle smile that revealed the charming dimples etched into his cheeks. A wave of affection washed over Aditi, and she couldn't help but mirror his smile, her heart swelling with tenderness at the peaceful tableau before her.
She made a subtle move to rise, but Shubman's grasp tightened, his voice a soft murmur in the quiet room, "Please, stay a little longer." His plea, simple yet heartfelt, tugged at her resolve.
Glancing at the clock, Aditi weighed her day's commitments against the yearning to linger in this moment of quiet intimacy. With a silent nod to herself, she chose to cherish the fleeting tranquility of the morning, settling back into the comforting embrace of the sheets and the warmth of Shubman's presence.
Time passed in a gentle lull, the world outside their cocoon slowly coming to life. Eventually, Aditi stirred once more, her movements deliberate and tender as she replaced her form with a pillow, ensuring Shubman's rest remained undisturbed. She tiptoed to the bathroom, where the rituals of brushing and showering awaited her, a quiet symphony accompanying the start of a new day.
Adorned in a chic ensemble, Aditi donned a cropped, short-sleeved denim shirt that hugged her form with an effortless grace. Its round neckline offered a glimpse of collarbone, while the hem flirted just above her waist, teasing the soft skin of her midriff. The high-waisted, wide-leg denim pants she chose were a harmonious counterpart, cinched at the waist with a tie that promised a perfect fit.
Her attire was accentuated by the glint of golden heels and the subtle charm of small oxidised earrings. The sunlight danced upon her mangalsutra, its gleam a testament to the love it symbolized. With her hair cascading freely and her makeup minimal yet enchanting, Aditi was the epitome of understated elegance.
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Gathering her essentials, she gently roused Shubman, her voice a soft melody, "Shub, I'm off to the recording studio, and later, I'll be spending time with Athiya bhabhi."
Shubman's response came in the form of a tender embrace, his words a quiet affirmation, "Alright, love." With a final squeeze, he released her and made his way to freshen up, donning his comfort attire—a simple t-shirt and track pants that spoke of relaxed days and easy smiles.
Descending to the breakfast table, Shubman encountered Ishan's playful inquiry, "Feeling the chill this morning?" A glance at his jacket, draped casually over the couch, prompted Shubman to slip it on with a grin, "Happy now?"
The morning meal unfolded with laughter and light banter. It was Virat who shifted the tone, his voice carrying the weight of excitement, "So, today's the day Shub confesses his heart to Aditi. We need to transform the back garden into a dreamscape."
Heads nodded in agreement, and a flurry of activity ensued. The garden, vast and verdant, demanded hours of dedication, each touch a labor of love. Anushka and Athiya whisked Aditi away to a secret location, ensuring she would be radiant for the evening's revelation.
