Bound By Contract: An Arranged Marriage Romance
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Last published Sun, Jul 26, 2026
Formerly known as THE MUSIC OF US
She writes words that set the world on fire. He sings songs that break it apart.
Kashvi Arora-India's most beloved fiction writer, hidden behind a pen name, with a family that never loved her.
Ekansh Sehgal-the storm-eyed singer, adored by millions, but shackled to a ruthless father and ghosts of his past.
They had never met.
They never wanted to.
But one deal, one wedding, and one promise later-they were bound together as husband and wife.
He is cold, arrogant, overprotective.
She is stubborn, fearless, soft but sharp.
Together, they are explosive.
And as the rituals bind them tighter, secrets, betrayals, and buried scars threaten to rip them apart.
Two strangers. One forced marriage. Endless fire.
What happens when love doesn't ask politely-it claims you?
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Start : 24/06/2025
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