MERGING HEARTS
character introduction
Mira Kapoor
Mira Kapoor (26)
Personality: Fiery, outspoken, witty — a mix of elegance and rebellion. She hides her vulnerabilities behind humor and sarcasm.
Appearance: Long brown hair, expressive hazel eyes, confident posture.
Background: Heir to the Kapoor Group of Interiors & Architecture, a creative luxury design firm.
Dreams: To open her own sustainable design brand, away from family control.
Aarav Malhotra
Aarav Malhotra (29)
Personality: Calm, calculating, composed — a man of few but powerful words. Pragmatic to a fault.
Appearance: Sharp features, deep-set dark eyes, always impeccably dressed.
Background: CEO of Malhotra Group — a powerful multinational firm dealing in tech and finance.
Dreams: To expand his company globally, but haunted by his late father’s unfulfilled vision.
Rajesh Kapoor
Rajesh Kapoor (54)
Mira’s father, co-founder of Kapoor-Malhotra enterprises (now split).
Warm, honest, traditional businessman who still values relationships over profit.
Loved Mira’s late grandfather deeply and agreed to honour his will.
Tries to act calm but secretly worries about Mira’s stubborn independence.
Neha Kapoor
Neha Kapoor (50)
Mira’s mother, sophisticated and emotionally intuitive.
Believes marriage can bring peace to Mira’s restless life.
The emotional core of the family — always the peacemaker.
Riya Mehra
Riya Mehra (25)
Mira’s best friend since college.
PR specialist, witty, dramatic, loyal — the kind who’d burn the world for Mira.
Provides comic relief but also surprising wisdom.
Secretly ships Mira and Aarav (long before they do).
Kavita Malhotra
Kavita Malhotra (53)
Aarav’s mother, graceful, loving, deeply traditional.
Secretly relieved about the marriage — she believes Mira will bring warmth back into Aarav’s life.
Often caught between her children’s emotions and societal expectations.
Anaya Malhotra
Anaya Malhotra (22)
Aarav’s younger sister.
Fun-loving, outspoken, with a teasing relationship with Aarav.
Instantly bonds with Mira, seeing her as the sister she never had.
Has a secret crush on Aarav’s best friend, Kabir (a subplot in the later chapters).
Kabir Singh
Kabir Singh (29)
Aarav’s childhood friend and business partner.
Charismatic, charming, and the exact opposite of Aarav — playful, talkative, empathetic.
Loves to tease Aarav but often becomes his voice of reason.
Slowly becomes Riya’s rival in sarcasm — and maybe more (their banter is a subplot).
END character introduction
signed by destiny
Kapoor Mansion — Late Evening
The air was thick with tension. Chandeliers glowed softly, but the atmosphere below was pure chaos.
Mira kapoor paced across the marble floor, her heels echoing sharp and restless
Mira Kapoor
Let me get this straight— you're saying if I don't marry Aarav Malhotra, grandpa's entire property goes to charity?
Rajesh Kapoor
That's what the will says. Your grandfather made this decision years ago — a joint inheritance between the kapoors and the Malhotras.
Mira Kapoor
*sarcastic* Brilliant. So now love, marriage and real estate come in one family combo packs?
Neha Kapoor
Mira, this isn't about money. it's about your grandfather's wish. He wanted to unite both families—
Mira Kapoor
By marriage? Ma, not even Netflix makes plots this twisted!
Riya Mehra
*grinning* I don't know, I'd totally watch it. "inheritance bride — season one."
Mira Kapoor
Riya, not helping!
She wasn't against marriage. She was against this marriage.
Aarav Malhotra — the calm, collected, perfectly irritating heir of the Malhotra Group. A man she'd met twice and argued with both times.
The idea of spending a lifetime with him felt like signing a lifelong business contract — with zero room for emotional return.
Mira Kapoor
Dad, there has to be another way. Can't we just... I don't know, buy his share?
Rajesh Kapoor
it's not about shares. it's about legacy. Your grandfather wanted both families united, not divided.
Mira Kapoor
United? He's literally making me marry a spreadsheet in a suit!
Riya Mehra
Ouch. Harsh, but accurate.
Malhotra Residence — Same Night
Meanwhile, across town, Aarav Malhotra was equally un-impressed.
He sat at his desk, jaw tight, hands clasped. Besides him, his younger sister, Anaya Malhotra, and his best friend, Kabir Singh, watched silently.
Aarav Malhotra
So let me get this straight. I have to marry mira kapoor to access my own inheritance?
Kabir Singh
Yep. Romantic, right?
Aarav Malhotra
This isn't romance. it's blackmail with legal paperwork.
Anaya Malhotra
Grandpa and Mr Kapoor planned this years ago. They built the companies together. Maybe he wanted to keep that bond alive.
Aarav Malhotra
By tying me to the most opinionated woman in the city?
Kabir Singh
*grinning* you mean the only one who ever called you "emotionless"?
Kabir Singh
Then it's fate, my friend. Opposite attract—
Aarav Malhotra
Opposite collide.
he wasn't the romantic type. Love, in his mind, was a distraction — unpredictable, messy. He dealt in control, logic and long-term plans. And Mira Kapoor was chaos wrapped in heels and sarcasm.
Still, the will was ironclad. Without this marriage, the joint assets — and everything his father built — would be gone.
Duty over desire. Always
Kapoor Mansion — The confrontation
Two families, one table, and a lawyer who looked like he wanted to vanish.
Mr Sharma (lawyer)
The terms are simple — both heirs must marry within thirty days to activate the inheritance clause.
Aarav Malhotra
That's not enough time to survive an argument with her.
Mira Kapoor
Oh, don't flatter yourself. I'd walk out halfway through.
Kavita Malhotra
Children, please—
Neha Kapoor
Mira, stop arguing.
Mira Kapoor
I'm not arguing, I'm protesting my own kidnapping!
Aarav Malhotra
you're being dramatic.
Mira Kapoor
And you're being—
Rajesh Kapoor
Enough! Both of you. This isn't just about inheritance. it's about honouring two men who built everything you both stand on.
Mira Kapoor
*quietly* So, if I say no...
Rajesh Kapoor
You lose everything.
Mira goes silent. Aarav looks away.
For a moment, the room felt smaller. Pride clashed with duty, fear with practicality. And somewhere beneath all that — a tiny spark of curiosity neither of them wanted to admit.
Kabir Singh
*breaking the silence* well, look on the bright side — at least all the wedding catering will be top-notch.
Riya Mehra
I'll make sure of it. She's not marrying him without dessert.
Riya Mehra
What? If you're doomed, at least be doomed fashionably.
Aarav Malhotra
This is absurd.
Mira Kapoor
On that, we agree.
Mr Sharma (lawyer)
So... Can I prepare the documents?
Both families turn to look at them. Two pairs of stubborn eyes lock — neither blinking first.
Finally, Aarav speaks.
Aarav Malhotra
Fine. I'll do it.
Mira Kapoor
*after a pause* So will I.
The words hung in the air like a verdict neither wanted but couldn't escape.
Two signatures would soon seal their fate — not in ink, but in destiny.
Some marriages begin with love.
Theirs began with a clause.
Riya finds Mira staring at the city lights from her balcony.
Mira Kapoor
I agreed to marry a man who probably schedules his emotions on the Google Calendar.
Riya Mehra
Then you'll fit right in. You'll teach him to feel, he'll teach you to chill. Balance, babe.
Mira Kapoor
Balance? Riya, this is chaos with a wedding dress.
But despite her sarcasm, Mira's heart felt... unsettled.
Maybe it was fear.
Maybe it was fate whispering that some mergers aren't business.
And miles away, under the same city sky, Aarav Malhotra stared out his window, thinking the same thing he'd never say aloud —
What neither of them knew...
Was that trouble was exactly what destiny had signed them up for
The wedding storm
Kapoor Mansion — Morning sunlight spilling through French windows
The house buzzed with activity. Servants carried flowers, decorators shouted about color themes, and Mira Kapoor sat in the middle of it all — in her pajamas, coffee mug in hand, looking like the calmest person in hurricane.
Neha Kapoor
Mira! The Malhotras are coming today for the engagement discussion, and you're still in that old T-shirt?
Mira Kapoor
*deadpan* if I'm going to ruin my life, at least let me be comfortable while doing it.
Riya Mehra
*from the couch* Honestly, I'm surprised you haven't printed "Reluctant Bride" on it yet.
Mira Kapoor
Don't tempt me.
Neha Kapoor
Mira, please! This marriage may have started as a clause, but it could turn into something beautiful.
Mira Kapoor
*raising an eyebrow* Like a legally binding fairy tale?
Her sarcasm masked the unease twisting in her stomach. The entire mansion smelled like marigolds and pressure.
It wasn't the idea of marriage that scared her — it was him.
Aarav Malhotra — all suits, silence and spreadsheets. A man who didn't know how to smile unless it was for a business deal.
And yet... Last night's moment lingered. That brief lock of eyes when they both said "Fine." Like two storms meeting halfway.
Malhotra Residence — Same Morning
Aarav adjusted his cufflinks, precise as ever. His reflection in the mirror looked back — composed, unreadable.
Anaya Malhotra
*entered his room* you look like you're heading to a board meeting, not an engagement discussion.
Aarav Malhotra
It is a meeting. Just one with flowers.
Anaya Malhotra
Oh come on, at least pretend you're excited.
Aarav Malhotra
Excitement is for people who aren't being blackmailed by a will.
Kabir Singh
*entering* Bro, stop sulking. Maybe you'll actually like her this time.
Aarav Malhotra
I've met her twice. She yelled at me both times.
Kabir Singh
That's chemistry.
Aarav Malhotra
That's chaos.
Anaya Malhotra
Maybe that's what you need. You live like your emotions have a login password.
Aarav Malhotra
*sighs* I don't need therapy from my 22-Year-old sister.
He buttoned his blazer, every motion deliberate. He told himself this was duty. But some part of him — the quieter one he didn't like listening to — wondered what kind of women could challenge him so fearlessly. Maybe Mira Kapoor wasn't chaos. Maybe she was the one thing his structured world needed to shake.
Kapoor Mansion — Afternoon
The Malhotras arrived. The tension was immediate — polite smiles that didn't reach the eyes.
Aarav walked in first, tall and composed wearing charcoal grey.
Mira, descending the staircase in a simple cream suit, froze when their eyes met.
Riya Mehra
*whispering* Okay, wow. He looks like he stepped out of a billionaire romance movie.
Mira Kapoor
*under her breath* More like the villain of one.
Kavita Malhotra
Mira beta, you look beautiful.
Mira Kapoor
Thank you, aunty. You too.
Aarav Malhotra
*quietly* So... Ready for round two of parential negotiations?
Mira Kapoor
Only if you promise not to act like you're signing a merger.
Aarav Malhotra
No promise.
Riya Mehra
*Aside to Kabir* They flirt like it's a war zone.
Kabir Singh
It's... Impressive, actually.
The lawyer read out a few formalities, while both families exchange awkward pleasantries. But neither Mira nor Aarav were really listening. They kept sneaking glances — sometimes in irritation, sometimes in curiosity.
It wasn't an attraction, not yet.
It was the awareness of being stuck together in a story neither had chosen.
Garden, Later that evening
Both families mingled inside while Mira escaped outside for air.
She leaned against a pillar, sipping juice like she was plotting an escape.
Aarav Malhotra
*walking over* Running away already?
Mira Kapoor
Just mentally. You?
Aarav Malhotra
Trying to survive the kapoor aunties interrogation about my horoscope.
Mira Kapoor
*laugh softly* welcome to the family preview. It gets worse.
Aarav Malhotra
I'm not sure "worse" is a good sales pitch for marriage.
Mira Kapoor
Neither is an "inheritance contract."
For a fleeting moment, the sarcasm melted. The way she laughed — it wasn't rehearsed. Aarav found himself staring longer then he should have.
And Mira noticed.
Mira Kapoor
What? Do I have marigold stuck in my hair or something?
Aarav Malhotra
*look away* No. Just...never mind.
Mira Kapoor
*smirk* Wow, Mr. Malhotra almost gave a compliment. Should we celebrate?
Aarav Malhotra
don't get used to it.
They both shared a small laugh — the first one that didn't sound forced.
Inside the Mansion — Engagement preparations continue
Neha and Kavita discussed the decor theme. Rajesh and Mr. Malhotra talked about logistics. Riya and Kabir snuck laddus from the table.
Riya Mehra
*mouth full* I give them three weeks before one of them throws a file at the other.
Kabir Singh
Nah. Two weeks, tops.
Riya Mehra
You're on. Loser pays for the honeymoon gift.
Meanwhile, Mira sat alone for a minute, staring at the ring box lying in front of her.
Gold, simple, elegant — everything she thought this marriage wouldn't be.
For all her sass and defiance, there was a silver of nervousness hiding behind her eyes. Because beneath the sarcasm, she wondered...
What if this wasn't just a transaction?
What if something real crept in where she least expected it?
And across the room, Aarav stood still watching her — his expression unreadable, but his heartbeat was not as steady as he pretended.
Later — Balcony view, Night
The party was over. Lights dimmed, guests gone.
Mira stood under the fairy lights, the city twinkling below.
Aarav Malhotra
*approaching* So, engagement done. Next stop — wedding.
Mira Kapoor
You make it sound like a business expansion.
Aarav Malhotra
*smirk* Old habits.
Mira Kapoor
Smiling, maybe. Or admitting you're nervous.
Aarav Malhotra
I don't get nervous.
Mira Kapoor
Everyone does, Mr. Malhotra. Even control freaks.
Aarav Malhotra
*after a pause* Maybe a little.
Mira Kapoor
There it is. A human emotion. We're making progress.
They both stood in silence for a moment, the city wind carrying faint laughter and distant honking.
The air between them felt less sharp now — still complicated, but softer.
And though neither of them would say it aloud... Somewhere deep down, something had started to shift.
A crack in the wall.
A flicker of warmth.
A dangerous, quiet beginning.
They didn't know it yet — but this storm they called a wedding would soon become the fire that would change everything.
Because sometimes, love doesn't arrive with fireworks.
It begins quietly — between sarcasm and stolen glances.
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