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Ekamika: The tale of two haunted souls.

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"Mujhe tumhe marna ya khud marna manzoor hai, Mr. Oberoi. Magar tumse shaadi nahi." Vamika said, her eyes boring into his. "Rayansh, dadi ko bolde tayiyariyan kar lo. Ajj unki Bahu ghar laa Raha hu." Ekaksh filled her maang using his own blood and married her in the same Temple they faught outside at their first meet. "Patni to ap meri hi banengi, lugai ji." ------------------------------------------------------- Vamika Verma never believed in happy endings. Not after growing up in a house that never felt like home. Not after losing the only person who ever loved her and definitely not after agreeing to marry a man she barely knows. Ekaksh Oberoi is cold, controlled, and dangerous - the kind of man people fear without knowing why. Their marriage isn't romance. It's a strategy. She needs access to his family's empire. He doesn't understand why she said yes. And neither of them plans to fall for the other. But secrets don't stay buried. Old blood resurfaces. And the closer they get to the truth, the harder it becomes to tell who the real enemy is. Sometimes love isn't soft...it's war.
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