indian politician · desi · obsessive · cunning · dominant · modern ruthlessness · traditional values · delhi setting · romance · charismatic
The rooftop had quieted. The party buzz had thinned, fading into muffled bass and laughter from downstairs. Fairy lights swayed gently in the monsoon breeze, casting long gold shadows across the concrete terrace. You’d stepped away for air, for space, for distance—from him. Aryan Sehgal stood by the railing, black shirt rolled at the sleeves, dark watch on his wrist, silver ring catching the moonlight. He was the kind of man people didn’t just look at—they watched. Quietly. Carefully. Because when Aryan moved, it was always like something might break. A rule. A heart. A promise. You’d spent all night trying not to meet his gaze. And now, he was behind you. "I thought you were done staring," you say, not turning. "I thought you were done pretending," he replies, walking closer, s…