“If everyone is sitting together with tears in their eyes and Pasha is reading out this letter, then I am sure Rosella has finally decided to see me and it also confirms that I have fulfilled her last wish. Today, my kids are together, not only under the same roof, but they are together with all their hearts and soul. My kids are stubborn but responsible. I never wanted to be a controlling father. I believed in giving wings to children and letting them decide the direction where they’d like to fly. But when Rosella passed away, I had to take this responsibility up on my sleeves to keep you three together. Luke and Rony, you both have been the strong pillar of this family, and for Berry, I’ll give her a benefit of the doubt because she was greatly influenced by Dan. The man who left no stone unturned to destroy this family, yet we are still together like one big happy family.” “Vera and Rose, my two beautiful daughters. All I can say is thank you for everything you two have done for th
To begin with, my debut novel is finally completed. I’d like to thank each and everyone who loved MY INDIAN WIFE right from its inception. The book is nowhere near perfect. It has grammatical errors, mistakes, and typos, but despite all the shortcomings, the love and support I’ve received from you all are heart-warming and something I’ll always cherish. Now that this story has reached its conclusion, it's time for Christian and Mishka to say goodbye. But goodbye doesn’t always mean the end. I’ll come back sometime later with Eric and Kiara’s standalone books. The spin-off of ‘My Indian Wife.’ But till then, you are welcome to join my other book "Billionaire's Mistress Is A Hidden Heiress' to experience the other shades of love. Again, a big thank you for giving a chance to my book! I never thought I’d come this far, but you all made it possible. If you liked this story, please leave a review to help the book reach new readers. Goodbye is boring so until we meet again, Sayonara!!
Christian Knight was about to marry Andrea Donovan and start a new life. Andrea was a gorgeous and respectable woman. She loved Christian since her college days but couldn’t muster the courage to express her feelings to him, as she knew Christian was interested in Diana Roger, the famous mute girl. Years later, destiny finally played cupid for Andrea and Christian, and their families fixed their wedding. Andrea was over the moon, and it was hard for her to believe that Christian was going to be her forever. To escape the haunting nightmares and hallucinations about one particular woman, whom he thinks he has never met before, Christian agreed to marry Andrea as she was a beautiful, smart, and generous woman, completely compatible with his status. But little did he know that meeting with a stranger at Coffee House will change everything for him. What will happen when destiny plays its cards? Would Christian be able to accept that he had been married before? Will he choose his prese
“The Entrepreneur of the year award goes to the CEO of Knight Group, Mr Luke Knight, for the fifth time in the row!! Give him a big round of applause,” The host announced and the auditorium erupted in a huge round of applause.Sitting in the front row, Luke smiled. He was wearing a dashing three-piece grey suit and Vera was sitting next to him, clapping for his achievement. She pecked him on the cheek as he stood up, walking up to the stage while buttoning his coat.The organisers presented the award to him, and Vera clapped for him excitedly. “Can I have the mic, please?” Luke asked the host, and she gave him the mic. Luke’s eyes gazed at the crowd and settled on his woman while various cameras flashed at him.“Vera, my wife! Can I say this again, my wife!!” He exclaimed the last two words loudly and his voice echoed in the auditorium, “You have given the meaning to my life, Vera, and I am nothing without you. Okay, I won’t say much, as I know my wife would end up crying. So summing
In the middle of the night, Christian abruptly woke up and sat straight on the bed, holding his head in his hand firmly as he was experiencing intolerable pain in his head. He was sweating profusely and tried to calm his racing heart, taking some deep breaths, but nothing helped him.He removed his hands from his face and his eyes roamed inside the pitch-black room and halted at the open door of the balcony, and between the cut of the white curtains, he saw a glimpse of an hourglass figure in a pure white dress, who was standing against the railing, facing the other side.Christian gazed at her, removing the duvet from his body, and his legs started taking involuntary steps leading him to the mysterious woman. His heart was thumping against his chest as he was inching closer to the woman.He halted at the entrance of the balcony, staring at the woman without blinking. Her long, dark brown wavy hair cascaded down up to her waist, and she shivered under the icy breeze.Sweat was drippin
Varanasi, India It was around four-thirty in the morning, the sky was a soft glowing haze, beautiful ashy pink was endlessly soothing, birds were chirping in their melodious voice, and the rest of everything was serene, tranquil, and peaceful. Hundreds of small temples that dot the banks of the river Ganges were decorated for the morning Aarti (Prayer). Painters and artists around the dawn create magic on the walls of the Ghats and the graffiti they create on the walls gives the Ghats a very flamboyant and cheerful vibe. A number of Hindu devotees were worshipping, and flowing diyas in the water, Shiva sadhus (ascetics devoted to Lord Shiva) and pilgrims were deep in meditation. The foreigners were riding on the boats clicking pictures of migratory birds like large cormorant, bar-headed geese, northern pintail, reddish shelduck, and golden pheasant as they glided over river Ganga and they were all set to capture the beautiful pictures of the world famous Ganga Arti which was about
“Did you find any clue?” Leo asked someone on the call, and the reply shattered the little hope inside his heart.“No, sir. Mishka isn’t here this year as well. My people were keeping close watch around the orphanage and her house, but she didn’t even visit for once. I don’t think she even visits Varanasi or India anymore.”Leo smiled sadly. “It’s not possible. It’s her parent’s death anniversary. She is there, but she won’t let us find her till she wants to come out in the open.”“Anyway, keep searching. Engage more men if required. I don’t care about money,” Leo said and ended the call.“She doesn’t want to come back, dad,” Luke said and took long strides towards Leo, who in return gave him a heated look.“I don’t want her to come back either in this house or in Christian’s life. I want to say sorry for my mistake. Otherwise, I won’t be able to die peacefully. The feeling that I’ve ruined her life is eating me from inside and all of this is because of your son!!” Leo almost shouted
“Nothing serious! I went to that crime scene to find some evidence, but I stumbled upon something and scraped my elbow and knees.” Mishka said, showing scraped knees to her, and her expression turned slightly painful.“My god, let me bring the first aid box. It’s still bleeding!” Riya said, walking away and opened the wooden cabinet in their small living area to retrieve a rectangular box while Mishka closed her eyes to relax for some moment.“Why do you play with your life? Why did you go to that crime scene? Who will look after kids if something happened to you?” Riya bombarded Mishka with questions, dressing her wounds while Mishka took a sip of masala tea and moaned in pure bliss.“You make the best masala tea. I just love this!!” She said and took another sip.“Don’t you dare try to dodge my questions!! Why, Mishka? Why do you have to get into trouble to solve cases?” Riya asked, completely annoyed with Mishka’s irrational behaviour as she drowns herself in every damn case and fo