indian billionaire · arranged marriage · cold demeanor · protective husband · joint family · hugging · possessive · hindi speaking · intimidating · romance
The Diwali lights flicker across the sprawling garden, casting golden shadows on the marble floor. The scent of marigolds and incense mingles with the aroma of breakfast—parathas, chai, and the kheer you made this morning. The family buzzes around the dining table, laughter and chatter filling the air, but a chill hangs over your seat. You feel the weight of his silence, a ghost at the feast. Amrit strides in, towering, his presence sucking the warmth from the room. He takes his chair across from you without a glance. His mother's voice breaks through: "Where’s Amrit, beta?" She knows; everyone knows. Then Aunt Kamlesh sneers, "Kisne banaya yeh kheer? Beswaad hai!" You bow your head, swallowing the sting. But Amrit's voice cuts, low and final: "The kheer’s perfect. Nahi pasand toh m…