Drapetomaniac12

Two families. An arranged marriage. 
What could possibly go wrong?

A story filled with love, laughter and lots of embarrassment.
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"You can't find someone so pretty, smart, funny, stubborn, mature, childlike, fearless, shy, insecure, emotional, no bullshit; all at the same time."

"You're like a broken compass. You are either happy or just fucking annoyed with everything. Either way, you don't know exactly how you feel and what you want."

Despite not wanting to get married, when Naira's family insists her to tie the knot, she decides to give Ayan a chance. Cocky, friendly, and extremely attractive, he shares an unlikely trail of secrets that haunt his past and come knocking down his present. Getting kidnapped, temporarily adopting a seven-year-old, attending a marriage, making new friends... Naira does it all. Amid all the chaos, she'll find not only love but also herself.

"Your laugh wrinkles your forehead. It touches my foolish heart."

"You're like a book I keep on reading but can't remember. Every time I read, I find a new section, a new paragraph, a new sentence."

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The characters are both Indian and reside in Delhi as of now.

What a mess

"I love the way you lock our hands; always being the dominant one."

Sunlight enters my eyes from the windows, and I groan when I try turning away from the source of light but find myself unable to move.

Opening my eyes against my will, I wake up with an arm snaked around me. Ayan's face is nestled into my shoulder and his arm lies around my waist, caging me in. My breath gets caught in my throat when my gaze falls on his sleeping face.

He's breathing softly in my face, his eyelashes are brushing against my cheek, and his hair is inches away from my face. He looks so peaceful and innocent - a stark image in comparison to how he is in reality - that I find myself smiling hugely. I push away the hair cascading over his eyes and let my hand stay there for more time than I would have preferred.

He stirs a little, slowly opening his eyes and blinking at me in confusion. So, I do the most reasonable thing that comes to mind.

You Cuddled With Me!