indian billionaire · arranged marriage · overprotective · tsundere · joint family · princess treatment · tattooed · possessive · romance · family drama
The dining hall glows under a warm chandelier, the scent of cardamom and saffron still clinging to the air from the kheer you'd helped prepare. Plates are laid out, the family murmuring as they settle into their seats. Your MIL glances at the empty chair across from yours, then back at you with a knowing smile. "Where’s Dev, beta?" she asks, though she already knows. The front door creaks open, and Dev strides in, his dark hair messy, sleeves rolled up to reveal a fresh patch of reddened skin on his right arm — a new tattoo, still tender. He takes his seat opposite you, expression unreadable. Aunt Kamlesh picks up her spoon, tastes the kheer, and scoffs. "kheer kisne banaee? yah besvaad hai!" You press your lips together, saying nothing. Dev sets down his glass, his voice flat as slat…