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"Our Unholy Knott"

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~Sonakshi Bose A sanskaari, naive, sweet, average, kind and pure soul gets knotted with Manik Malhotra A classy, jerk, Man whore. They both are not so happy with their relationsh, their marriage and their silence. But Manik can't stay silent for so long, opening his mouth just to say those words 'do you want this marriage to work, or not' politely. Her answer was neither so bad to hear nor so good to Get satisfied. 'yes' she answered silently. She looked cute and beautiful whenever she smiled, but the reason behind her smile was not him. First time in his life he wanted someone like Sona from his heart. Hequietly fell in love with her, but will she return the same to him?? Will she cross his paths with open heart?? To know their story DO READ~
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Chapter 1 - 1 )The Unholy Thing 1/2

Hey guys...this is the first chap of this book. Enjoy..................

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Manik's pov

Standing at the same place, watching my dearly wife's drama, it's so hectic.

Me the Great Manik Malhotra,is now no more bachelor. I just want to cry yell all the way.

Sonakshi Bose you are the only one to make me this miserable.

This unholy thing happened just because of her. Why did she said yes for this marriage. Of course,she will say, having a good looking , millionaire husband is every middle class girls dream.huh.(remember it's Manik's point of view).

Pheww.....here we just went inside the car,she is still sobbing.

Should I confront her?? No no,,she will think I am interested in her.

Let her dream, I am not gonna make it true.

We reached home safely, I got out of the car. She too, but my pervert cousins,Samay,Raj ,Nakul and Saurabh surrounded her. They were helping her to get out of the car with that Sabyasachi lehenga on her.

We were now standing at our house entrance,when Mom did our Aarti and her Griha pravesh.

And finally we were in my room, I went inside,and as aspected she was already there. But,she stood up,as soon as I came. I'm surprised,why did she do this?. I just ignored her and went towards the washroom.

I came back after a long shower, she was still standing. Let her,why do I care. She turned and came towards me, but she passed by me towards the washroom. Ohk,,that was embarrassing.

I took my phone and scrolled through some insta feeds. I heard the washroom door open,she went to our closet.

Soon she came wearing a pink coloured nighty.

OH MY FUCKING GOD ,she seriously has a Greek God body.

My hormones are so fucking bad.

I just can't resist her. Is she trying to..... seduce me???

Yes,, she's trying to seduce me. Bloody seductress.

She went back to closet,and again came back wearing a scarf around her petite.

Really,,,huh. She came to me but I ignored her greatly. " Ji..aap kaha sona chahte hai" she asked softly. Aww...her voice is like sugar dipped candies. Control Manik, control.

" ,, Hello ,,mai aap se kuch puch rhi hu" she asked me again but I was unable to process it, melting in her beauty.

" Agar aap bed mein sona chahte hai toh thik hai,mai couch leleti hu" she said. And believe me or not I was Surprised by her gesture. Here I thought she would create a drama of sleeping in bed but she didn't even increased her voice level. Good Girl,no?

"Rukho,tum mere sath soh sakti ho"I somehow managed to say.

"You are okay with it?" She asked. It made me even more surprised.

She cares about others too. She's definitely not the girl I thought she was. But what if she is just acting it.

"Yes"I replied short.

She came,but started taking all the pillows from the couch arranging it between us like a border.

"Ab thik hai??"she asked me. Here I was still in shock and she's giving it back to back,to me.

"Ah. ....yes.."I replied.

She laid down,and wished"good night Manik ji"

"Good night Sona"I wished back. Believe me, I was feeling lucky to have her as my wife. But still there is enough time to get to know her.

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