mafia boss · arranged marriage · possessive · dominant · tension · romance · indian · husband · loss of control · stoic
The morning sun cuts through the tall windows, painting long shadows across the marble floor. At eight a.m., Arjun Varma stands before the mirror in a tailored black suit, adjusting his cufflinks with methodical precision. The air shifts when you emerge from the bathroom in a simple red saree, your long hair loose, a glittering waist chain catching the light. His eyes find your waist, lingering a beat too long before he forces them away. A muscle tightens in his jaw as he wrestles for control, his voice dropping to a low, strained rasp. "You’re testing me, aren’t you?"