The marble floors of Poddar and Poddar Associates gleamed under the soft glow of crystal chandeliers. The air was heavy with ambition and tension, as the city's brightest minds bustled in tailored suits and polished heels. Among them was Abhira Sharma, her sharp eyes scanning the crowd as she strode confidently through the corridors of one of the most prestigious law firms in Udaipur. She wasn’t just another intern looking to pad her résumé—she was here to prove herself. 

Raised in Jaipur, Abhira had always been a force to be reckoned with. Losing her mother at a young age had made her fiercely independent, a survivor with no one but herself to rely on. Her carefree spirit and unfiltered opinions made her a misfit in conservative circles, but in the courtroom—or the conference room—she was a star. 

Her arrival at Poddar and Poddar Associates was no coincidence. It was destiny, or so she believed. A chance to rise above her circumstances and establish herself in the legal world. What she didn’t anticipate, however, was crossing paths with Armaan Poddar. 

Armaan was the epitome of discipline and restraint, a man who carried the weight of the Poddar legacy on his broad shoulders. Groomed to perfection and steeped in tradition, he was the senior member of the firm and its most valuable asset. He didn’t believe in frivolity or distractions, least of all in matters of the heart. For Armaan, love was a luxury he couldn't afford, not when the expectations of generations bore down on him. 

Their first meeting was a clash of worlds. Abhira’s fiery determination and Armaan’s cold pragmatism sparked an immediate rivalry. She questioned his authority at every turn, her rebellious streak grating against his rigid sense of control. He saw her as impulsive and reckless; she found him arrogant and insufferable. 

The tension between them simmered, a battle of wits and wills that drew the attention of everyone at the firm. Abhira’s meteoric rise as an intern only fueled the fires of envy among her colleagues, and whispers of resentment began to circulate. But neither Abhira nor Armaan paid any heed, too engrossed in their mutual disdain to notice the storm brewing around them. 

It all came to a head on the night of the firm’s 50th-anniversary gala, a grand celebration attended by the city’s elite. The champagne flowed, the music soared, and amidst the glittering festivities, a scandal unfolded. A series of misunderstandings and one damning photograph later, the media was abuzz with rumors of an illicit affair between Armaan Poddar and his fiery intern. 

What began as a professional rivalry had now become a public spectacle, and the Poddar family name was at stake. To save their reputation and quiet the scandal, the solution was clear:

Armaan and Abhira would marry. 

It was a union neither of them wanted, but one they couldn’t refuse. For Armaan, it was another sacrifice for his family’s honor; for Abhira, it was a bitter pill to swallow in exchange for the career she had worked so hard to build. 

As the dust settled on the scandal, the two found themselves bound together in a marriage of convenience—two people with nothing in common but a mutual disdain for each other. 

Yet, beneath the surface of animosity and cold civility, there lay unspoken truths and hidden vulnerabilities. Abhira’s defiance masked a longing for belonging, while Armaan’s stoicism concealed wounds he dared not show. 

In the tangled web of expectations, rivalry, and an unwanted marriage, they would have to navigate their new reality. Would their hatred for each other fuel their downfall, or could it become the spark that ignited something neither of them had dared to dream of.

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Here's a short story on my fav troop of Abhimaan- Marriage of Conveniences.

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