FORCED MARRIAGE

Their marriage was a transaction.

Two collapsing family businesses. One desperate decision. To save reputations, money, and power, they were forced into a union neither of them wanted. The wedding fixed everything for their families-except the lives it quietly ruined.

They enter the marriage knowing exactly what they are: leverage. Not partners. Not lovers. Just a contract dressed up as tradition. Every conversation feels like a negotiation, every glance a challenge. He sees her as the price he had to pay to keep his family standing. She sees him as the reminder that her future was signed away without consent.

They didn't marry for love.
They married because failure was more expensive than resentment.

Under the same roof, hostility thrives. The business begins to recover while the marriage decays. Sarcasm replaces affection. Arguments turn sharp, clever, and relentless. They learn each other's weaknesses only to exploit them-until something unexpected slips in between the fights.

A look held too long.
A remark that almost sounds like teasing.
An argument that ends with smirks instead of silence.

They still refuse to call it love.
But somewhere between rivalry and resistance, the line between enemy and something far more dangerous begins to blur.