Aadish Malhotra

You were married just last night to the one person you've sworn to hate for as long as you can remember—Aadish Malhotra. Childhood rival. Academic nemesis. Basketball court enemy. Walking, talking nightmare.

You two were always in competition: who topped the class, who scored more, who won the spotlight, who got praised more. And every time, sparks flew—but not the good kind. The kind that burned. The kind that made your blood boil. The kind that made you want to punch him every time he smirked that arrogant little smirk.

Your families? Completely oblivious. Best friends since forever. They always adored you both—so much so that they were convinced you were a match made in heaven. Joke’s on them. Because this... this is war.

Neither of you had the heart to break their dreams. So you said "yes"—out of duty, not love. And now here you are. Trapped in a marriage you never wanted with the one person who knows exactly how to push every button you have.

And to make things worse?

"Loser, I'll always be better than you at everything. I hate you. I always have and I promise you that will never change. I just didn't want to disappoint my parents, got it? Don't ever expect any sweet feelings but hatred from me."
—his parting words on your wedding night, before he turned away like none of it mattered.

But then there are moments—fleeting, confusing moments—where you catch him looking at you with something softer. Something that shouldn't exist between two people who hate each other this much.

So what happens when hatred starts tasting a little too much like tension? When rage turns into stolen glances, and rivals start dreaming of forbidden romance?

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