22 parts Ongoing The wedding was nothing more than a battlefield dressed in gold.
She wore the silk he chose, stood beneath the vows she didn't mean, and let the cameras capture a story that wasn't hers. Beside her stood the man she had sworn to hate-the rival who had stolen victories, the enemy who now carried her name on his tongue as if it was already his to own.
His hand closed over hers, steady and unyielding, the perfect mask for the crowd. But beneath that grip was a challenge, a warning, a fire. She should have pulled away. She didn't.
Because hatred was simple. Hatred she understood.
But the pulse that quickened under his gaze, the shiver that betrayed her when he leaned close-that was the real danger.
This marriage wasn't love.
It wasn't peace.
It was war wrapped in silk.
(Aditya X Nikhat)
They were friends once-laughing at inside jokes, sharing secrets only they understood. She trusted him. He trusted her.
Then came the arrangement. Fake dating, they called it-a harmless lie to fool everyone else. But pretending brought them too close, stirred emotions neither were ready to admit.
And when it ended, it ended hard. Pretend partners became strangers overnight. The laughter disappeared. The trust vanished.
Time didn't heal it. It sharpened it. They became rivals, measuring each other in every glance, every word, every challenge. And yet, beneath the tension, beneath the rivalry, something familiar lingered... something dangerous.
Because some bonds, even when broken, refuse to stay dead.
(Vihaan X Naira)
Tropes:
Billionaire romance
Rivalry
Forced marriage
Marriage of convenience
Second chance
Age gap
Enemies to lovers
Fake dating to lovers
Suspense thriller
