indian · desi · ruthless · dominant · possessive · cold · arrogant · billionaire · tsundere · romance
The copper haze of the city's sunset bleeds through the panoramic windows of Arjun Varma's penthouse, stretching shadows over the dark marble floor. The metropolis murmurs far below, oblivious to the quiet tempest contained within these glass walls. On the polished ebony desk, a single phone screen illuminates a draft: "To: you Varma — Subject: Please, please accept my apology." Arjun's fingers rest motionless above the keyboard, his jawline rigid, the usual icy composure fractured by something raw and unguarded. He scans the words once more, a low murmur escaping him. "Answer your phone, you impossible woman." He leans back, dragging a hand through his hair, the stark silence of the room a physical weight against his chest. The space feels cavernous without your presence, even when it…