Shanvi has been in love with her childhood bestfriend since as long as she can remember, like something as simple as breathing. Kiyansh, her stubborn, popular crazy rich bestfriend is also the youngest billionaire, most eligible bachelor of her country,cherry on top he is in relationship with one of the A- list actress of Bollywood. 

Does Shanvi ever has a chance of being something other than his best friend? What happens when suddenly out of nowhere Kiyansh asks her to marry him? 



"Thank you." I whisper and squeeze his arm. 

"No need to thank me. I want something in return." 

"What?" I ask happily looking at our family indulged in talking. 

"Marry Me." 

My breath stumbles and I guess stops. I slowly turn my head towards him. Oh so slowly. I look into his burning eyes casually looking at me but not so casually. 

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Marry Me

Moving through streets have been my favourite therapy since I can remember. When you move through lanes sometimes you end up waiving your own. It's really peaceful and magical until, you feel like you are being followed with two stony people who won't even let someone near your five meter radius. And that's when it starts to piss me off. 


 " Can you two give me some space? I feel like a highly acclaimed celebrity who's mortal state is threatened. " I turn towards Arundhati and Kartik my newly appointed bodyguards who have been tailing me through every corner of the world and by that I mean it, even in the corners of loo. They stop and instead of looking at me they look for some unexisting threat lurking near me. 


" Hey! You two, chill. I am not the president of any country. " 


Arundhati turns towards me, " Mam for us you are more important than that. " 


Chapter 49 - Berlin Ghost