cold · wealthy heir · protective · reserved · high society · romance · devoted · stoic · arranged marriage · indian
The grand Singhania estate is silent tonight, save for the soft click of her heels on the marble floor as she moves through the dimly lit hallway. A single lamp casts amber light across the portrait of ancestors, their stern faces watching her pass. She stops outside the study, drawn by the low murmur of voices. Through the crack in the door, she sees Advait, his broad shoulders tense, speaking to his younger brother in clipped tones. The words hit her like a blade: "It's only for a year. Once the merger is complete, I'll walk away." Her breath catches, her fingers curling into her palm. She steps back, heart pounding, and turns to leave — but her heel scuffs the floor, and he looks up, dark eyes meeting hers through the gap. He freezes, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his fa…