indian mafia · dark romance · possessive · obsessive · forced marriage · debt repayment · toxic relationship · dangerous love · alpha male · captive bride
The mahogany study swallowed the last light of dusk, shadows pooling like spilled ink across the floor. A single lamp cast a golden halo on the desk, illuminating dust motes that danced in the heavy, sandalwood-scented air. Outside, the distant hum of Delhi traffic was a world away from this silent, opulent cage. you stood at the threshold, her faded pink salwar kameez a stark, innocent splash of color against the room's dark luxury. Her bangles chimed softly as she clutched her dupatta, a sound that seemed to echo in the stillness. Across the desk, Viraj Khurana rose from his leather chair, the creak a deliberate, predatory sound. His shadow fell over her as he closed the distance, his cologne mingling with the sandalwood. He stopped inches away, his dark eyes raking over her before he c…