Tropes
Arranged marriage
Forced proximity
Enemies to lovers
Billionaire
North Indian X South Indian
Grumpy X Sunshine
Best friend's brother
Sassy heroine
And a lot of banter
Hridhaya always knew Karthick was bad for her blood pressure-grumpy, arrogant, and permanently stuck in rage mode. But when their families drop the ultimate MARRIAGE bomb and decide they should get married, she realizes she's officially living in her worst nightmare.
HRIDHAYA:
Marrying Karthick worser than to:
❌ Be buried under a mountain of cockroaches.
❌ Watch a three-hour TV serial in slow motion (with dramatic zoom-ins on everyone's shocked face).
❌ That's worse than being trapped in an elevator with a nosy auntie.
❌Worser than eating soggy panipuri all my life
But no. Instead of living my peaceful, Karthick-free life, I'm now stuck in a wedding I never signed up for-with him, Mr Always Angry, cactus Karthick. The man who argues with me like it's his full-time job.This isn't a wedding. This is a hostage situation.
KARTHICK:
If someone had told me I'd be married to Hridhaya, I would have laughed in their face. Or screamed. Or maybe jumped into a crocodile-infested river-less painful than this. I hate her
Because marrying Hridhaya?
❌ Using a blunt razor on the face and ending up with battle scars.
❌ Worse than being stuck in a never-ending WhatsApp family group.
❌ Worse than getting stuck in traffic right before reaching home when you really need to pee.
She's bossy, loud, and has an answer for everything. And now? She's my wife.This is not a marriage. This is a lifetime sentence.
The Real Problem?
Between petty sabotage, accidental attraction, and a wedding they never asked for, their battle isn't just about avoiding marriage anymore-it's about surviving it.
Because the more they fight, the closer they get... and the closer they get, the more dangerous this game becomes.
Brace yourselves. This isn't just a wedding. It's an all out war.
"I am sorry. I thought it would lessen your headache without medicine. Too many medicines are dangerous, and you eat too many. I am sorry. Please don't hit me! I won't repeat it. I am sorry." Amira just spoke without waiting, closing her eyes.
"You regret helping me out or helping me out while I was sober?" She looked at Ali shocked, whose stern gaze was at her face.
"I... I do not re... regret!" She stammered, feeling uneasy. He took an envelope and passed it to her. "Sign it and give it to me. I will submit it." Amira looked shocked at him.
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A smile covered her lips while her heart was in a different situation. Another book reached its happily ever after. And then there's her, waiting for the phase of pain to end, where things start turning just right.
𝐀𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐀𝐟𝐳𝐚𝐥 - Not perfect but beautiful. An introvert book lover, surrounded by silence and pain in the name of humans.
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You may shut your lips tight and smile to hide what your heart wants to say, but your eyes don't fail to convey your words!
𝐀𝐥𝐢 𝐀𝐤𝐡𝐭𝐚𝐫 - Forced into a marriage he did not desire. Perfection with bad habits, he should be avoiding. Being the youngest son, he's pampered a lot.