AGAINST ALL ODDS - contract or destiny?
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"Vi-vihaan! L-let me g-!" I managed to gather words as his grip around my neck tightened.
"I don't want you uttering my name with that ugly mouth of yours!" And with one spit on my face, he left me almost lifeless on the floor on our wedding night.
What's the reason behind this outrageous behaviour of Vihaan towards his father's business partner's daughter, Ragini? Is it just because of the unwanted marriage he was tied to by a worthless will? Or was it some deep rooted hatred?
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