Parth Samthaan : Kaisi Yeh Yaariaan
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Parth Samthaan : Kaisi Yeh Yaariaan
manik bending upto nandini's height *screaming*
Dil ki namaazein jaake pahochi falak se aage toh jaake paaya tujhko mere rehnuma. #MaNan
MaNan #ReadingTogether
Blurb!1: Nandini wants to read with her boyfriend on a cozy winter evening but Manik can't seem to keep his hands off her.
"So FUCKING soft!" Manik breathed against Nandini's skin, trying not to get possessed by the lingering lavender mist around her neck. His hands squeezing around her hips, wishing it to be molded there for an entire eternity.
Her soft whimpers acted as an addiction for him dying to capture those melodies in his ear drums, she was just so perfect. Manik groaned. His index finger tapping at the curve of her hip. While the little angel's attention was partly occupied by the romance novel sprawled on her lap, blessing of Manik Malhotra's personal library shelf at home.
"Manik!" She scolded, when she felt her overly clingy boyfriend drop wet smooches on the crook of her neck, squirming in his lap, her soft form curling into his hard one. She slapped his pervert hand which was trying to flip its way inside her skirt.
"Yes, sweetheart?" Manik cooed at her, his hands still lingering over her stomach, while another one was shamelessly again trying to wave its path inside her skirt. His eyes softening up when his gaze fell on the beauty on his lap, her side profile looked angelically sculpted that he found himself hard to breathe.
"I thought you wanted to read with me." Nandini pouted against him, her form relaxing against him protesting a soft grumble. Manik's warm chuckle made her cheeks warm, his pointed nose smoothed against the warmth of her cheek, making her giggle against his hold. Manik couldn't help when his lips twitched upwards in a very genuine smile. She was just so adorable.
"I am" Manik smirked, which made her roll her eyes at him. "I am reading you, my love". Nandini groaned at his cheeky remarks. The sound making all the blood rush towards his south region. Making her aware of the very evident tent poking her below her. Nandini's eyes widened and color rose through her neck.
"Manik!" She shrieked, "Seriously?" Her hands flowing up to cover her heated face.
"I can't help it! Okay?" Manik argued defending his actions. "You try keeping a pretty girl, squirming in your lap."
"Manik!!!" She shushed him, her small hands covering his mouth, not allowing him to continue his bashful remarks.
In love with Lebanese food 👅
A story that tells us that it is all about loving your parents...❤️️
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A happy go lucky family, blooming love, friends who can die for you...everything was smooth until the storm of destiny, egos and principles came into the play and destroyed each character of it in the worst possible manner.
WHO THOUGHT:
The father who can turn the world upside down for his sons will not get ready to even glance at them
The mother who was the queen of that house will shed tears of helplessness everyday
And their kids struggling between all this, one heartbroken and the other angry
AND THIS WILL TEAR APART TWO DOLLS:
One because of guilt and losing somebody special in all the family fiasco
Other one, she loved someone more than the parents she got few months back because of which she chose her love over her parent and she knew that she has become an orphan now....again
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a total filmy story with my twisted plot
𝑬𝒌 𝒅𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒖𝒍𝒋𝒉𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒐𝒏, 𝒌𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆 𝒌𝒉𝒖𝒍 𝒈𝒂𝒚𝒆, 𝑯𝒖𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝒑𝒆 𝑩𝒂𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒉𝒖𝒚𝒊 𝒂𝒖𝒓 𝒅𝒉𝒖𝒍 𝒈𝒂𝒚𝒆..
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