Is it possible for a cage to offer freedom?

A deeply conservative father, a mother resigned to the status quo, and the ghost of a twisted abuse have beat Kriti Tripathi into a numb kind of acceptance. The kind of acceptance that allows her to block out the uncomfortable realities that come with forming meaningful bonds with the people around her. 

When her mother shoves her into an arranged marriage to a stranger, Kriti is forced to confront secrets that have painted her past black and surrendered her future to the demands of her possessor. 

But Kriti’s quietly mysterious husband has been whispering things as she struggles to adjust to her new life. Things that make her think she might not be as trapped as she feels, and Kriti begins to suspect that this marriage might mean more than she expected. 

Kriti isn’t the only one who has been keeping secrets. Even her perfectly responsible, too mature husband has something to hide.

Secrets have a way of revealing themselves, though. When the demons of her past show up on her doorstep, the secrets they‘ve been keeping threaten to destroy Kriti and her marriage; unless Kriti can reform herself into her own brand of a savior.

Arranged Love: An Arranged Marriage Billionaire Romance

 It was 7:00 pm when Arnav finally came back home. I heard him call for coffee and listened as he stomped up the steps and into our bedroom. We shared a glance but I fell straight back into the interesting book in my hands. I wanted to block his way and confront him right there, but I waited. I could at least let the poor soul freshen up before I attacked him. I sat, curled up on the bed with my book waiting for the right moment to talk to my husband. I stole a few covert glances over the top of my book at him as he moved around the room, changing out of his work clothes. Just like a pickpocket watches his victim for a perfect opportunity to steal a wallet and run away, I noticed every move he made. 


 “Kriti, what are you doing? Do you need something?” Apparently, I hadn’t been as covert as I’d thought. 


CHAPTER NINETEEN