Manan romantic stories

Chp 2 Manik’s POV Peace. A myth in my life Especially not in my office, where I was finally enjoying five glorious minutes of silence, a triple espresso, and an overwhelming Excel sheet—until the door slammed open like an income tax raid. “No,” I said instantly, not even glancing up. Zoya crossed her arms like a melodramatic villain. “I haven’t even said anything yet.” “And yet, I already know it’s going to cost me money, peace, or sanity. Possibly all three.” She flopped onto the couch like she owned the building. “Rude. Also—accurate.” I sighed, finally looking up. “Zoya, I’m in the middle of something important.” “So am I,” she replied sweetly. “It’s for a good cause.” “Whatever it is—no. I won’t say yes, I won’t fund it, and I don’t give you any kind of permission. Also, go annoy Ayan.” Zoya pouted. “He banned me from his cabin ever since I installed a disco light above his desk.” “You also tried to build a nap corner in his conference room!” I pointed out. “Excuse me, tired employ...

Chp 1 Manik’s POV The only sound louder than the clicking of my fingers on the tablet was my father’s impatient spoon tapping against his green tea.   He cleared his throat then, and after waiting a second, threw an apple — which, thanks to his legendary bad aim — hit my tablet.   I’m sure Ruhaan gets those aiming skills from him. “I can hear you, Dad,” I muttered without looking up. “Good. I was making sure your ears still work,” Paramveer Malhotra said smugly, dunking another spoonful of cornflakes into his mouth. “You're always glued to that tab. What’s so urgent anyway?”   Dad said, his tone affectionate with a hint of sarcasm. Before I could retort, Nandini walked in holding my 1.9-year-old tornado of energy.   She greeted Dad, who gleamed like a Diwali diya. “Good morning, princess — and my little lion.” Right then, Mom — Monica Malhotra — entered, elegant as ever in a pastel silk saree, a soft expression on her face. Not the distant social ...

  Manik Malhotra and Nandini Malik study at Space College. Manik is the bully and nandini is the nerd of the college. Manik is the lead singer of the band Fab 5 which consists of manik, mukti, Alya, Dhruv, and kabir Manik's cousin Aditya Malhotra and his girlfriend Zoya Kapoor also study there. Zoya is Nandini's only best friend in the college As Manik walked through the halls of Space College he spotted Nandini sitting alone at a table, hunched over her textbooks, and made his way over to her He loved to annoy her, to see her squirm under his teasing. He enjoyed the way her cheeks flushed red and the way she would bite her bottom lip in frustration. "Hey there, ms. nerd," Manik said, leaning against the table and grinning at her. Nandini's eyes lifted to meet his, and she rolled them in annoyance, "What do you want, Manik?" "I just wanted to see how you're doing," he said, his eyes scanning the pages of her textbook. "Looks like someo...

 Manik came inside and saw his wife, Nandini, working and shook his head in disbelief.   He went toward her, pulled her onto his lap, and put his arms around her waist, pulling her close. Nandini could feel his warmth and the rhythm of his breathing as he kissed her neck.   "Manik, what are you doing?" she asked, trying to suppress a smile.   "I missed you," he replied, his voice low and husky.   Nandini turned around in his embrace and looked up into his eyes. They were dark and intense, and she could feel the heat rising between them.   "Is everything okay?" she asked, concerned.   Manik nodded but didn't say anything. Instead, he leaned down and captured her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Nandini responded eagerly, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer. They kissed for a long time, their bodies pressing together in a deliciously intimate embrace.   Finally, Manik pulled away, his breathing ragged and his hands on her baby b...