His Contract Bride

They say I will die the same way my parents did. So I stayed hidden for two years—quiet, invisible, alive. Until the man I loved shattered everything. My boyfriend married his best friend on the day meant to be ours, leaving me standing in a pink lehenga, burning with humiliation and rage. I had only one place left to go. Straight into the arms of his greatest enemy. Achyut Suryawanshi needed a wife. I needed a husband. What we made was a deal forged in vengeance. They say Achyut Suryawanshi killed a man at sixteen. A royal billionaire with blood on his hands—and the power to walk away untouched. I should have feared him. Instead, I married him. And that decision may be the one that finally kills me. Tropes: Royal modern romance Contract Marriage He falls first and harder