Preeti is a simple girl like every indian girl. Her parents fixed her marriage to Siddharth who lives in America. Siddharth and her family came Preeti's home to celebrate Diwali with Preeti and her family and to know their culture closely.

Both Preeti and Siddharth come close during this time of period and fall in love with each other.

 How they feel about each other, how the confessed their love to each other.

How a billionaire from America fall for a simple and ordinary Indian girl Preeti.

'Preeti looks beautiful in wet hair. Her red suit  is all wet and sticks like second skin. I wanted to kiss her.
"may I " I asked her in my husky voice. She closed her eyes and I took it as a yes and start leaning.
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But what happened after breaking her heart, after crushing her soul he came back in her life only to maker her his only. 

How he win her heart again?

But Preeti knows he was also going through a hell? 

Why he broke her heart if he love her so much?

To know the answers of all questions please join their journey from engagement to marriage where two souls loves each other like no one can ever love to someone.

Our Journey From Engagement to marriage

Whole night I could not sleep. Riki's words are replaying my mind. I know her words are venomous but she said truth. I am just an ordinary girl and Siddharth is a multi billionaire. Why would he love me? He can get any girl he want. 


He love me but he doesn't have trust on me this is why he didn't share his sorrows with me till now. 


Who am I? Just an ordinary girl who fell in love insanely with a multi billionaire Siddharth kapoor. The dream of every girl. 


I don't deserve him when i can't share his sorrows with me. I don't deserve his love when I was not with him when he need me. 


I looked at Siddharth who is looking at me without a blink with his worry eyes. 


I have been ignoring him since morning and i can see the longing in his eyes for me but Riki's words are keep echoing in my mind. 


I turn my gaze from him to the stage where elders are giving there performance. Today is Neha's mehndi (henna) ceremony and tomorrow is her wedding. 


60. I don't deserve him