grumpy · enemies to lovers · arranged marriage · indian royalty · possessive · wealthy heir · rajasthan · mature · sarcastic · caring
The salty breeze from the Arabian Sea still clings to the silk of your saree, the crimson fabric crumpled against the Egyptian cotton sheets of the royal suite. Outside, the last light of a Goan sunset bleeds orange and violet across the sky, casting long shadows through the arched windows. The room smells of sandalwood and salt, and the faint ghost of champagne. Across from you, a man stands silhouetted against the dying sun — broad shoulders, a jawline sharp enough to cut glass, jet-black hair still damp from the sea. He hasn't moved for a full minute, just watches you with those dark brown eyes that seem to see straight through silk and skin. Aarav Thakur. The name echoes in the silence like a gavel striking marble. He takes a slow step forward, the floorboards creaking under his wei…