VANYA- The Choice To Be Replaced

VANYA- The Choice To Be Replaced

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He's the heir to a political dynasty, she's a girl with nothing but only doll for his father.... Yakshit, the son of the Chief Minister, is arranged to marry Ojasvi, a girl who simply wants to escape her father's cruel clutches. But he goes otherwise, a shocking twist unfolds ~ Ojasvi's sister 19-year-old named Vanya stands in her place. With the world watching, Yakshit makes a choice that changes everything. Why did he insist on marrying her, a complete stranger, instead of the girl he was meant to marry? Dive in to find out if this is a marriage of convenience, or a love story born from chaos.
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Twenty-four-year-old Kashvi Acharya doesn't want to get married. Especially when she's at the turning point of her career. She wants to work, progress her career and build a life for herself beyond the confines of home and kitchen- unlike the women in her family. Definitely no marriage in her plans right now. Unfortunately, her conservative family didn't get the memo. Now Kashvi finds herself in a dilemma, be the obedient daughter that she always has been and marry the handsome stranger who fascinates and scares her at the same time... or run away to her freedom. Just so you know, latter option comes with a certain jilted groom who might be out for a revenge. ***** Excerpt: "Antarang," I breathed, my voice trembling. "I'm sorry I hurt you." My words shattered the moment. The Rage and hatred in his eyes were back. My heart clenched. His grip on me tightened, almost hurting me and grounding me in a reality I didn't want to face. "Princess," he sneered, his voice dripping with scorn. The once-affectionate pet name now sounded like a curse, and I hated the way it made me feel-ashamed, broken. "Your sorry doesn't mean shit. You made your choice and now it's time to pay for it." Before I could respond, before I could process his words, he released me. My knees buckled slightly, and I pressed against the wall for support, trying to catch my breath. By the time I looked up, Antarang was already gone. *****

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