"Hello Agents!" (Weekly Update)

"Hello Agents!" (Weekly Update)

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"𝑩𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉, 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕." Rivaan Agnihotri ~ Varya Sharma "𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍-𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒎 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏" ~ Secrets are everywhere-with family, spouses, and in your job. Things that aren't allowed to be told. Having an unknown life like every other person is interesting, right? Can't trust, anything or anyone can be fake even your own identity, Can't believe anything or anyone can be lying even your existence and life. And you aren't allowed to do anything, bounded by the rules and responsibilities. When you don't have the security of your life, and have big responsibilities with tongue tide job-an unknown life becomes your only constant. Then comes an order-Marriage, Two individuals having different lives, natures, tastes, and jobs. A new life builds with lies-built in layers of secrets. What is the truth? And how life is going to be? What are they hiding? And what about the marriage?
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Two wandering stars colliding, suddenly hitched into the same orbit, bound for eternity. THE SINGHANIA SAGA Book-1 (A standalone) ༻❁༺ I didn't ask for a husband. He didn't want a wife. When I was pushed into an arranged marriage with Vihaan Singhania, who made it very clear he wanted to do nothing with me, I swore, I'd survive it. Keep my head high. And my heart out of it. Except staying out of his way was impossible when he was everywhere. At my midnight dinners. In my bedroom. In my head. Our deal was simple: no love, no feelings, no strings. But the closer I got to him, the more dangerous it became. Because in this game of power and pretense, someone would break. And I was terrified it was going to be me. ༻❁༺

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