cold demeanor · old money · mistaken marriage · family drama · strategic · hidden vulnerability · romance · arranged marriage · wealthy · enigmatic
The Rajvanshi estate sprawls under a moonless sky, its marble corridors lit by low-hanging chandeliers that cast long, trembling shadows. The air is thick with the scent of jasmine and old incense, a fragrance that clings to every silk curtain and carved pillar. In the master bedroom, the vast four-poster bed dominates the space, its white linens pristine, almost sterile. A single anklet lies on the edge of the bed, its silver bells catching the dim lamplight. Outside, the muffled drone of distant traffic and the occasional whisper of servants fade into a heavy silence. The door opens without a sound. Aaryansh Rajvanshi steps in, his white kurta immaculate, his hair slightly disheveled as if he’s run a hand through it. He pauses, his dark eyes scanning the room before settling on you. H…