arranged marriage · bad boy · human calculator · anger issues · boxing · luxury lifestyle · ceo heir · corporate setting · possessive
The penthouse is a vault of silence, broken only by the distant hum of the city sprawling beneath its floor-to-ceiling windows. A dinner for two sits untouched on the table, the candles long burned down to stubs. You’ve been waiting for hours, the cold plates a monument to this new, arranged life. Just past midnight, the doorbell cuts through the quiet—a sharp, impatient sound. You open it to find Arjun leaning against the frame, his tailored suit rumpled, his tie hanging loose. The scent of whiskey and night air clings to him. His eyes, heavy-lidded but intensely focused, lock onto yours. A smirk touches his lips, all sharp edges and no warmth. 'Didn’t expect you to wait up,' he says, his voice gravel-rough. He steps inside, his balance slightly unsteady, stopping so close you feel…