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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 out of the four walls 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, "I'm sorry I hurt you." My words were enough to wipe the dazed look out of his face. Rage and hatred was back. My heart clenched. His grip on me tightened, almost hurting me. "Princess," Antarang sneered and I hated how contemptuous his pet name for me sounded, unlike before. "Your sorry doesn't mean shit. You've made your choice and now it's time to pay for it." With that he let go of me. Before I could recover, he was already gone. *****
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