A man came out of the washroom a towel wrapped around his torso and a towel in his rubbing his hairs. After throwing the towel on the bed he moved towards his walk-in closet wore navy blue shirt with black pants and coat. As he was getting ready for his office in his room he called his PA.
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Their bond begins in texts and poetry, in shared dreams and unspoken confessions. But as their connection deepens, so does the reality of distance. Can a love born in the world of imagination survive the challenges of real life? Or will it become another beautiful but incomplete story in her journal? What happens when two rising authors, bound by words but separated by miles, find themselves lost in each other's stories? Aadhya Shrivastava-a fierce dreamer, an extroverted storyteller who lives in the world of her imagination, searching for a love that stays. Ekansh Oberoi-an introverted writer, a man of few words but countless emotions, finding solace in the quiet corners of life. Their worlds collide on a social media platform, where words become bridges, and conversations turn into confessions. From midnight musings to heart-pounding emotions, their bond grows-unspoken yet deeply felt, distant yet undeniably real. But love born in the digital world is fragile. Can a connection built on texts and chapters survive the test of time and distance? Will their hearts find a way to meet beyond the glow of their screens, or will their love remain an unfinished chapter-beautiful, yet incomplete? "Humara Internet Wala Pyaar" is a heartfelt tale of love, longing, and the bittersweet reality of long-distance relationships. Because sometimes, the most beautiful love stories are the ones written in unread messages and unsent confessions.
Marriage wasn't supposed to feel like this. For five months now, Abhira had been living in the same house, under the same roof, carrying the same surname as his wife-yet she still felt like a stranger in Dheer Ranawat's world. She was a advocate, young and determined, who had learnt to build herself again after losing her parents. He was an IPS officer, stern and disciplined, who had already locked away his emotions long before their forced marriage had even begun. On their wedding night, his voice had been steady, almost cold, when he told her, "Don't expect anything from this marriage. I don't have time for feelings, and my mind doesn't allow me to love." And since then, he kept his word. Every day she tried-small smiles, little gestures, quiet conversations that went unanswered. Every day he ignored, burying himself in work, in duty, in the walls he had built around his heart. To the world, they looked like husband and wife. To each other, they were just... coexisting. Yet, in the silence between them, in the unspoken words, in the way his eyes sometimes lingered on her before he turned away, and a question kept haunting both of them's heart: Kya mujhe pyaar hai...?
She loved him from the very moment she understood what love truly meant. For Raanvi, her heart beat only for Vanshitβthe prince of Udaipur, her impossible dream and her one true devotion. But while she silently nurtured this love, he remained unaware. Fate carried him abroad for six long years, and when he returnedβ¦ he wasnβt alone. A mysterious girl walked beside him, shattering Raanviβs world in a single glance. Who is this girl who now holds a place at the princeβs side? What role does destiny play when a commoner dares to love the man destined to be king? Between loyalty and heartbreak, silence and longing, duty and desireβ will Vanshit ever see the depth of her devoted love? Or will Raanviβs heart remain forever unspoken, waiting for a miracle that may never come?
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