Knots of Kismet

After the death of her parents, she was under the care of her father's friends. She always had a crush on their son, Kartik Chauhan.

But Kartik showed up with his new girlfriend, in a dinner gathering. Her poor heart shattered as it was the very day when she was going to propose to him. Still coping up with her emotions, she stepped back.

Akshara's life took a miserable turn when a week before her crush' engagement she got to know about the car accident her brother and eight months pregnant sister-in-law caught in.

Her world collapsed when she was left with her newly born nephew in her arms.

And that's when Kartik's dadi came into play.

She asked for Akshara's consent to marry her with her Grandson. One and only Kartik Chauhan.

His fiancée had eloped!

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Kartik never in the Twenty Nine years of his life thought that he would marry someone in such circumstances. That too Akshara.

He could show sympathy for what happened to her. He was really sad with whatever happened.

But marrying her? Absurd!

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"You are just a responsibility for me. We are just just roommates, husband and wife for namesake and strangers. You are none to me in these four wall-"

He was cut off by her, "Strangers." She nodded her head. "Stick to it!"

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"Just six months, Kartik and you'll never see me again. I promise you that." She said to him who was staring at her dumbstruck.

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"Both of you are not going anywhere." He was annoyed with her, always saying the same thing like a cassette.

"Why? That's what you wanted for the last five months. That's true. I can't live here forever. I have no rights." She shrugged.

In no time she was pinned to the nearest wall, he breathed slowly and dangerously, piercing her eyes through his,"You are my wife, he is my son and you both have all freaking rights on me, my property and my life. You both are mine. Just mine."

She was frightened as she never saw him this much enraged, yet calm.