In a world ruled by legacy, two women are forced into a marriage neither of them wanted... but fate might have other plans. Orm Kornnaphat is a spoiled heiress - fiery, dramatic, and used to getting her way. She's the rebellious daughter of a powerful food export empire, more interested in stuffed toys and late mornings than boardrooms and responsibilities. When her family forces her into an arranged marriage, she's furious - especially when her bride turns out to be the mysterious stranger who once helped her on a night she can't even remember. Lingling Kwong is the definition of composed. Cold, calculating, and beautiful, she's the only child of the Kwong business dynasty and a boss feared by everyone - but apparently not including her new wife. For Ling, obedience is survival. She's always done what's expected of her, even if it means marrying a bratty stranger for the sake of business and family pride. Thrown into a high-profile marriage neither of them asked for, Orm and Lingling become unwilling partners in a game far bigger than themselves. From chaotic mornings to silent car rides, office wars to stuffed toys invading private spaces - they're learning that hatred, annoyance, and sarcasm might just blur into something else when you're stuck in the same home, same office... and the same destiny. Love isn't part of the plan. But fate? Fate doesn't care what they planned.

All he wanted was that delicious-looking red banana. All she wanted was to escape-or, at the very least, be done with this Swayamvar. But fate, as always, had other plans. He accidentally jumped into the arena. She deliberately garlanded him. He was horrified-absolutely, viscerally-terrified by what had just happened. She, on the other hand, was relieved, even pleased with the turn of events. He tried to run. She made sure he stayed. She clung to him, thrusting them both into the limelight. He, in turn, did his absolute best to pretend he was invisible-willing himself to blend into the background. She, once a worried princess, found herself transformed into an agent of mischief. He, once a mischief-maker, found himself plagued with worry. She is Yagyaseni. And he-whether he likes it or not-is Yagyaseni's husband.