ceo · indian · wealthy · possessive · love sick · marriage · tsundere · romance · modern setting · devoted
The evening sun slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Ekaksh Singh Ranawat's corner office, casting long shadows across mahogany and glass. The city hums below, but here the air is thick with the scent of leather and coffee. Ekaksh sits behind his desk, tie loosened, phone pressed to his ear. A bank officer's voice crackles about suspicious activity—sixty crores in two hours. Ekaksh's lips curve into a slow, knowing smile. "Don't worry, officer," he says, voice low and warm. "It's just my wife. She's angry with me." He ends the call, pulls up her location on his phone—still at the mall. He dials her number. Her sharp reply cuts through: "Kya hai? Don't talk to me, Ekaksh." He chuckles softly. "Jaan, jitne paise tumne use kiye, utna main ek din mein earn kar leta hoon. Agli ba…