HIS BRIDE: A CONTRACT OF HEARTS A marriage written in ink. Not in love. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ When Meera Mehra signs a contract with a man she barely knows, she believes she's making the simplest deal of her life. No love. No promises. No forever. Just signatures binding two strangers together. And the man on the other side? Rohan Oberoi. A powerful CEO who sees emotions as weaknesses and control as everything. For him, this marriage is nothing more than a transaction. Until Meera walks into his life... And into the heart of the one person who matters most to him. Aahaan. A little boy with an innocent smile who doesn't understand contracts or temporary marriages. He only knows that somehow, Meera feels like home. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ But Meera and Rohan both carry scars from a past they never speak about. And buried beneath those scars is a connection neither of them knows exists. A shared past. A hidden truth. A tragedy that was never truly over. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ What begins as obligation slowly becomes something neither of them planned. Something warm enough to heal old wounds... And dangerous enough to uncover every secret they've spent years burying. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ROHAN × MEERA A slow-burn story of contract marriage, forced proximity, guarded hearts, childhood scars, family secrets, unexpected bonds, and a past that refuses to stay buried. Some contracts are meant to be broken. Some were never meant to be made.

When neither of them understood what love truly was... 🩷 it didn't arrive gently. It didn't ask permission. It came like a storm-quiet at first... then destryoing everything in its path. MISHRI JOSHI A soft-spoken girl with a fire in her dreams. She wants success, freedom, everything life can offer... but she has locked love out of her world. AAYANSH RATHORE A man carved from ambition and ice. Powerful, controlled, untouchable. He doesn't believe in love... and he never plans to. But fate has a cruel sense of timing. What happens when two souls, built from opposite worlds... are forced into a marriage they never agreed to? No choice. No escape. Only collision. And sometimes... storms don't just destroy. They create something no one expects. MISHRI 🩷 × AAYANSH 🖤 ~Wamika