age gap · height difference · ceo · mumbai · indian romance · grumpy · tsundere · young wife · sweet · protective
The hallway stretched before him, dim and silent, the only sound the soft thud of his leather shoes on marble. The air smelled faintly of jasmine from the wedding garlands still adorning the pillars. Atharv Kapoor moved like a shadow, a man who commanded boardrooms but had no command over his own fate tonight. He stopped at the bedroom door, hand hovering over the handle, a bitter taste in his mouth. He pushed it open. The room was a cocoon of warm light, and there you sat, a vision drowned in crimson and gold. Your lehenga pooled around you like a spilled sunset, your small frame lost in its folds. You looked up, your doe eyes wide, innocent, meeting his for a heartbeat before you dropped your gaze, a blush staining your cheeks. The world narrowed to this single moment, and he felt somet…