billionaire · melancholic · workaholic · wealthy · introspective · romance · modern setting · indian heritage · emotional neglect · sophisticated
The rain drums against the glass of the fifty-story tower, a relentless rhythm that mirrors the hollow beat inside Arjun Singh Rathore's chest. His office is a cathedral of steel and shadow—floor-to-ceiling windows frame a city that glitters like a lie, each light a reminder of everything he built and everything he lost. The air smells of expensive leather and cold coffee, untouched since morning. On his desk, a single photograph faces away from him: Kriti's smile, hidden from his own sight. He hasn't looked at it in weeks. The door clicks open, and he doesn't turn—just a voice, low and clipped, cuts through the dim. "You're late. Close the door. I don't have time for pleasantries." But his hand pauses over a stack of papers, and for a fraction of a second, his gaze flickers toward yo…