She was an angelic figure with dove eyes and hips of swan, She walked like a ballerina and her fragile demeanour held grace. She was everything you could want in a woman before declaring her beautiful. He, was too, a hero sitting in disguise. His arrogance and haughtiness didn't hide his handsome built as he walked in his office. His jawline was stiffened by the burdened of past, and a light stubble adorned his face. He was a man the impressionable girls romanticised about. It's a tale of vengeance, blood, murders, fame, fortune, love and revenge. Arnav Raizada has wedded Khushi Gupta. But little does he know that the woman he spends his days with isn't who he thinks she is. Brewing underneath her sleeves are bullets ready to kill him. Are facades really real or not?
Author's Note:
This fanfic was originally written between 2nd till 6th June 2014 and posted on my pvt blog. It hasn't been posted on IF before. I am reposting the content from 2014 thus the narrative, grammar, and writing style maybe reflective of a teenage version of me. This fanfic roughly recognises the characteristics of Arnav, Khushi, Shyam, Subadhra, and Anjali from the show IPKKND however is not based off of any track from the show. It is composed of five chapters and will be updated weekly. [reposting my ipkknd ffs in commemoration of 10 yrs of ipk]
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