TheIzzaEffect
Prologue - Bound by Fate
Ella Rosario never believed in arranged marriages.
Raised in the bustling chaos of Mumbai, she was fire wrapped in silk - bold, stubborn, and full of dreams that had nothing to do with tying herself to a stranger. She had her books, her art, her freedom. Love, to her, was something wild and untamed, not served on a silver platter through a family contract.
But fate had a different plan.
Damon Christian was everything she despised - cold, collected, dangerously charming, and the definition of every arrogant man she'd promised herself she'd never fall for. The kind of man who made people turn when he entered a room. Tall, sharp-suited, and impossible to read.
And he was now her fiancé.
Two powerful families. One deal. No escape.
When she first met him in her living room, Damon didn't even smile. He just stared with those steel-gray eyes and said, "So, you're the storm I'm supposed to marry."
Ella had scoffed. "And you're the statue I'm supposed to tolerate."
That was the beginning.
Neither of them believed in this union. It was a compromise - a cold, binding contract between two bloodlines.
But from the very first touch, something started to burn.
Their relationship was a warzone - every conversation a challenge, every stare a silent dare. Yet beneath the sharp edges and sharp tongues, there was heat. A pull neither of them wanted to admit.
Because sometimes, fate doesn't ask for your permission.
It just binds you... in ways you never expect.