Their Avarice

Guy meets girl, guy married girl, both of them are inherently feral for each other- wait.

Rukmanetra Swadha is a man of honor, law and family. That is the only reason that after years of resisting his family's insistence of getting married, he finally caves. A man too busy to make his career, the youngest Defense Minister of India, he hasn't really had time to find love for himself. A man who has impeccable control on his instincts and vices, a snarl always covered by a raised eyebrow. A man of unrelenting and unrepentant control.

Mihira Subhedar. A name not many have heard and yet, those who have, have developed a disastrous opinion of her. Sharp, calculating and efficient. The parentified eldest daughter, whose only concern remains the well being of her sister and the monthly cheque she earns. Knowing the names of martyrs India will never know, she has been the one to shake their hands and teach them how to hold guns- it hasn't left her much of a wish to find love. Gunpowder smell covered with hibiscus. A woman of impulse and capriciousness.

Their families think of them as the perfect match. One controlled and one mouthy; one warm and one scorching.

Their journey starts with an arranged marriage meeting. It is up to them to find out just how avaricious they are.

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To those readers who already know Mihira and Rukmanetra from my book, Adamya, you will love them here too. That's a promise.

To new readers; I promise this will be an arranged marriage book unlike anything you've read.