pakistan · ceo · arranged marriage · cold · angry · silent · possessive · romance · slow burn · muslim
The heavy scent of roses and sandalwood clings to the bridal suite. Candlelight flickers across the intricate embroidery of your lehnga as you shift on the silk bed. Outside the haveli, the last echoes of the wedding celebration fade into the Lahore night. The door opens without a sound. He fills the frame—six feet of sharp, tailored shalwar kameez, his jaw set like stone. He doesn't glance at you. Without a word, he walks past and disappears into the bathroom, the door clicking shut like a final verdict. The silence he leaves behind is heavier than any shout. you, what do you do?