Mahira Sharma was no victim. She was a phoenix, forged in the fires of ambition and now, vengeance. The drug bust that had landed Ansh behind bars, his reputation shattered, his future a bleak expanse of concrete walls, was a masterpiece of her own design. A quiet, surgical strike, executed with the same precision she applied to her most complex business deals. Justice, she had learned, was a dish best served cold, and with a side of irreversible ruin. Yet, even with Ansh neutralized, the embers of disaster still glowed. His reckless actions had left her company vulnerable, a wounded gazelle in a savanna teeming with lions. And the largest, most formidable lion of them all was Yashwardhan Chauhan. His name was synonymous with ruthless acquisition, his conglomerate, 'RP Enterprises,' a shadow that loomed perpetually over her own. He was her antithesis, her equal, and her most dangerous rival. Mahira, her voice a silken whip, had laid out the terms. She held the leverage, a secret that could unravel Yashwardhan's carefully crafted public image, a weakness he couldn't afford to expose. The price for her silence, for the survival of her company was a ring on her finger and a shared surname. A marriage, not of love or even convenience, but of calculated survival.

Fate took a sharp turn when Kaveri Suryavanshi, 26 and a successful doctor was was forced to marry her sister's fiancé as she ran away from her own marriage. Neil khanna, 28 was the CEO of the RP Enterprises. Rude and arrogant. He loved no one other than his family and business. How long could they sustain their marriage when they could barely stand each other's presence?