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๐ฉ๐ ๐ช๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: ๐๐ท ๐๐ป๐ป๐ช๐ท๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐๐ช๐ป๐ป๐ฒ๐ช๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ก๐ธ๐ถ๐ช๐ท๐ฌ๐ฎ
๐๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ ๐.
๐๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ.
๐๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ.
They never asked if they wanted any of it.
Kashvi Arora has spent her life being the daughter who is never quite enough.
At twenty-three, she has a secret the world would kill to knowโshe is the bestselling novelist behind a mysterious pen name. Millions have fallen in love with her words without ever knowing her face.
At home, however, none of that matters.
Then her family decides to marry her off.
To ๐๐ค๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ก ๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ฅ.
Twenty-seven. Reclusive singer. Heir to the Sehgal empire. Infuriatingly arrogant. Emotionally unavailable. And, according to Kashvi, the last man on earth she would willingly marry.
Ekansh doesn't want the marriage either.
He doesn't believe in arranged marriages. He doesn't trust his father's intentions. And he certainly doesn't intend to spend his life tied to a woman he met only because their families decided they would look good together.
So they make a simple agreement:
๐๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ .
๐๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ค๐๐๐ฉ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ง๐๐.
๐๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ง๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐.
But forced proximity has a way of making enemies notice things they were determined to ignore.
A hand that lingers too long, a glance held a second too late and jealousy neither of them wants to name.
And secrets buried beneath two powerful families.
And past heartbreaks that refuse to stay buried.
And a man who falls firstโ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ.
Because sometimes the most dangerous thing about being forced to marry a strangerโฆ
is discovering that the stranger might become the one person you would choose.
๐๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ ๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฆ.
๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐ง๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ ๐ข๐ญ.
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