The Activist and The Capitalist: An Unlikely Love Story
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“I’m not drunk – just a litt-le high.”
On a magical moonlit night, Jai and Anusha meet and fall in love. When they meet again however, they discover that Jai is the crass capitalist developing Rasa Vihar, the heritage building that Anusha and her NGO are fighting to protect. Inevitably they clash, with neither willing to concede to the other. The problem is that although publicly they are enemies, in private, they are wildly attracted to each other. – but when secrets and betrayals enter the equation – things really begin to get out of control.
Will the Activist and the Capitalist ever be able to find common ground?
An exciting love story, set in Chennai from the best-selling author of Sweet Sixteen. Buy now!
a bit excessive, even for me.” Jai chuckled, materializing behind them. Saurabh and Raman exchanged worried looks before turning around to face him. “Let’s go through the order of events, shall we? Chop, chop,” Jai said, oblivious to the turbulence at the main gate. “Jai, uh, I was going to call you. There’s something you should see. Come with me,” Saurabh said, leading him to the main entrance of the hotel. A puzzled Jai marched ahead, the team in tow. As expected, Jai hit the roof the
off her bedside lamp? She blinked a couple of times. Then it dawned on her, she was on her way to Singapore. She was in the aircraft. The lights in the cabin were dimmed. She recoiled in horror as she realized her head was resting on a solid chest. Jai’s! She was about to sit up straight when his hand shot out without warning, caught her wrist and yanked her towards him, making her sprawl across his chest. She sat motionless, not daring to breathe, but she needn’t have worried. He was fast
outside a wrought iron gate with a long driveway. Soon a rambling, two-story Victorian building with white columns came into view. She had expected something completely different, a swanky apartment in a towering glass and steel condominium perhaps. But the old-worldly setting, the emerald lawns, the cascading fountain drew her breath away. She paused at the foot of the steps that led to the house. Sounds of music and laughter wafted out. She smoothed the deep violet off-shoulder dress she had
strong views on the subject, as on most subjects. A wedding was meant to be a strictly private affair. It was something to be celebrated with close family and friends as opposed to being turned into a weeklong circus. But who could explain that to his loud, flashy, bred-on-Bollywood movies folk? Jai sighed. It was just Day One. The first day of what promised to be a painfully long week. How on earth was he going to get through it, he wondered. There was no question of getting away, he reminded
on the prospect of ever finding love. But just when Kay is Done With Men, she meets Mr. Right. Accompanied by her best friend and flat-mate Baani, she sets off for Goa, hoping to get away from her miserable love life and vowing to stay clear of the male species. Goa however, has a host of surprises in store for her. Ricky, her pesky ex-boyfriend, is busy painting the town red with his hot new girlfriend. Now what is poor Kay to do, other than overdose on vodka, smoke pot, get an outrageous