ik ik it's desi fanfiction and it's freaking my fav.
Yes, there's a fake marriage.
Yes, he's a brooding billionaire with issues™.
Yes, she's the soft but savage queen who agreed to marry him for money.
And YES—they will share a bed. One. Freaking. Bed.
This story has all my toxic little obsessions:
• Cold ML who's already whipped but in denial ✅
• Innocent FL who gives him mental breakdowns with one glance ✅
• Sindoor, mangalsutra, and sexual tension so thick you could cut it with a kitchen knife ✅
• "Don't touch me" followed by "...do it again" ✅
I started this fic with zero chill, no plot ( its there but chill 😭), and just the pure need to write Agastya Rathore ruining Nayantara's peace—and his own sanity in the process.
If you're here for possessive stares, forced closeness, jealous rants, and emotional whiplash...
Welcome. You're home.
— With pyaar and pain,
Your local emotionally damaged author 💅
Now go. Read. Simp. Cry.
PS: Don't blame me if you fall for Agastya 👀
YOU ARE READING
JUST A CONTRACT
Fanfiction"He gave me everything-money, marriage, a home. But the one thing he won't give me... is his heart." "He made the rules. I just didn't realize I'd be the one paying the price." - Nayantara ------------------------------------------ "One kiss. That'...
