Zade and Zach. Zach and Zade Two opposites. Two absolutely unlikeable bitches. Yet their looks and grades demanded attention. Their glances at each other, ways of seeking revenge, competing for absolutely anything and trying to win and spit defeat on the other. Yet amidst all these, the infamous bully Zade was melting and Zach was the only reason. When Zach realized the same, and started to reciprocate, he discovers a stalker for himself. With recurring deaths and haunting threats, alongside with growing feelings, how will they take the challenge?

Medical profession. It is the scariest. I married a man amidst the hospital walls, hoping he shared the same ambitions as mine. Yet Harper Collins was nothing like that. He neither spoke nor understood. With an inevitable smirk and the fire to get to his victory, he was the most selfish person I could ever meet. No gestures of appreciation, not even a slight bit of a grin: I despised the loser. He was as alien to me as my senior professor. Hazel Gabriel, the definition of rage, competition and lack of sense. She had the sounds of a peacock, the scent of pumpkins and a body perfect for skinny dipping with Nothing more embraced. Her character, was the least likeable and absolutely in deficient for her work life. When she proposed me, I should have known the outcome. But somewhere or the other, when she gave me this divorce papers, it hurt. It hurt me to an extent that I wanted to kill her. But yet, I couldn't again.

"You guys are made for each other" "I know right! How cute!", squealed another. The cliche made me sigh. I gave a pretense of a grin, as my typical husband smirked and said no more. The aunts who had to gossip continued. This arranged marriage was for benefits; that I kept telling myself. My dad who stood a few meters away hadn't taken his eyes off my gaze, and was not enjoying this glorious engagement function as much as me. I knew what to do. This marriage was so made for each other. Because I was made to kill him. And he? To love me.