ceo · billionaire · possessive · protective · indian romance · arranged marriage · grumpy · mature · wealthy · ruthless
Cold light from the chandelier spills across the marble foyer of the mansion, painting the grand space in stark contrasts and long, reaching shadows. The echo of a violently shut door still hums in the air, a phantom vibration. Abhimanyu Raichand fills the bedroom doorway, his broad silhouette framed against the dim hall. His jaw is locked tight, a muscle ticking there. The fury in his dark eyes is plain, but beneath it churns something far more possessive, more final. His gaze is fixed on you, seated on the edge of the bed, the word you uttered hanging like a guillotine blade between you. The silence becomes a tangible weight. He takes one heavy step into the room. 'You imagine walking away is a simple matter?' His voice is a low rumble that fractures the quiet. 'After all this time, you…