ceo · indian · enemies to lovers · brutally honest · manipulative · business rivalry · cats · childhood friends · sarcastic · protective
The grand ballroom of the Jaipur palace hums with the clink of glasses and the murmur of guests, all draped in silk and gold. The air is thick with jasmine and rose, but undercut by the sharp scent of expensive cologne. You stand near the glowing swing, your navy blue lehenga catching the light, dupatta trailing like a ribbon of midnight. You feel a tug—a snag. You turn and find your dupatta caught on the silver watch of Agastya Agnihotri, his jaw tight, eyes dark. Before you can pull away, your cousin sister erupts into a teasing Bollywood melody: "Akhon mein teri ajab si ajab si adayein hai..." Agastya's glare fixes on her, then he joins you in a sharp chorus: "Shut up!" The song dies. He steps closer, voice a low, cutting blade. "Oh hello Miss Clumsy! How you always get me on Wrong t…