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ashaangi ashwin ashwinkumarlakshmikanthan cwc fanfiction romance sivaangi sivaangikrishnakumar tcdc vijay vika

They both don't know what the future holds for them . just married because of their parents arrangement , not knowing they were united by destiny. 

Aarav , The commissioner of police, chennai city at this very young age of 33 . he is a strict, rule following person , who doesn't even hear music or see movies. he doesn't even have a word fun in his whole life .  all he does is catch the criminals and arrest them . he is a encounter specialist and beats the criminals like a barbarian to get the information. even though a little soft for his family. what will he do when he meets a girl stark opposite to him ??? 

Siyara , a 25 years old mbbs doctor, working in a famous hospital, she is a bubby girl , acts childish to loved ones . she doesn't have any rules and acts on what her heart says.  her life is full of fun with weekend movie plans with her family. her family is the most important thing in the world for her.  she is apple of their eyes , even for her younger brother. she treats the patients like her family and cures their diseases easily by her charming smile . 

What if they both were united by an arranged marriage??All Rights Reserved

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