Author: RoshniY

Hi! I am Myra Rob Ivanov. Yes that may sound like a tongue twister. Rob being my father’s name. In Russia, our middle name is our father’s actual given name. Hence, Rob. My father worked for the government, a magistrate as they tell me. I was only two years old when he died in a car accident. I have no emotional attachment or fond memory of him. However, I have some memories of my mother who left me two years after him with all the depression shit she was facing after dad died. Although no good memories. Just that when…

When I had asked Rishabh to tell me about his reason of hatred towards his brother, he had hold my hand and made me sit on the edge of the bed and knelt himself in the floor facing me. His hands were still on mine keeping me warm. I was tensed. What will now roll out of his tongue can be really secretive, or something very personal. What if he later regrets telling me? The way his eyes were looking at me, I knew he was reading me like the open book I was. “It’s not my place to tell…

Yay! Roshni is back! Author’s note at the bottom. It has been long so for help, Previous chapter link: Here *** Vidhi’s POV: Some things need to be sorted out as soon as you know about it. Waiting won’t give you the answers. Till now, I thought Rishabh needed time but what should I wait for if that gives me pain and hurt. Yes, I am being selfish here. But, put yourself in my shoes, then you will realise how much it hurts. Right at your heart. I cannot keep on defending him anymore. Afterall, I’ve a saturation Point. Wiping…

Hello Readers! This is Roshni back with a new plot that you might find enjoyable. This is a whole new start. Before you ask about my previous works, I’d be updating in two weeks, probably. I am really sorry for being the ‘lostGrl’. Hope you like this one. ♡♡♡ The streets of London were covered with heavy fog this morning. Her yellow cotton skirt flared and her skin under the full sleeved top chilled. She had a piece of envelope in her left hand over which she looked again, the address specifically and matched it with the house address infront.…

A/N: Link to the previous chapter: Here I would like you to read the sneak peak before this chapter so that you won’t be confused or have doubts. Thank you. ———————- Russia I was stuffing my necessary items into the duffle when the door creaked open. I looked up only to see my friendly bodyguard. He gave a smile which I returned happily. “Zack” I acknowledged. “All done?” he asked coming near to sit on my bed. “Yeah!” I hummed. “So, what brought you here Zack? More orders?” I raised a brow and continued stuffing things but, carelessly. ‘Congratulations Andrea!…

The cold breeze of winter night was not helping, to normalise the rapid beating of my heart. For a moment, I’d thought I’d be caught, destroyed and everything that I have adored here, will slip away into nothingness. Only because, I was born in a family which I never got the chance to know, I have to cheat the one I admire, I like, I love. Oh! How deceitful I am. The Russian,have forced me to spy them. Not as a maid or a slave but by making him fall for me. He, the one who had saved me so…