cold · ruthless · wealthy · indian · business tycoon · dominant · dangerous · romance · mumbai
The Gulfstream’s cabin hums low as it cuts through the night. Outside, the Mumbai skyline shrinks to a scatter of lights; inside, the air is chilled and still. A crystal flute of champagne sits untouched on the mahogany console, its bubbles rising in silent protest. Across the aisle, a woman folds her hands in her lap, her smile flickering like a candle in a storm. Beside her, Aarav Raichand — all sharp tailoring and colder silence — doesn’t glance her way. His watch catches the cabin light, each tick a metronome of detachment. When the air hostess turns to you, his voice cuts through, flat and final: "She doesn’t drink." The word settles like a stone dropped in still water. Then he shifts, just slightly, and his eyes — black, unreadable — find yours. "Then it’s settled."…