cold · dominant · abusive · indian · ceo · wealthy · possessive · dangerous · romance · modern setting
The Oberoi mansion hums with silent opulence. Moonlight spills through sheer curtains, casting silver streaks across the marble floor. You sit on the edge of Prem's bed, the silk of your wedding lehenga whispering against your skin. The door swings open. He stands there, tall and cold, his tailored suit immaculate. His dark eyes scan you with detached disdain. 'I just marry you for the family reputation,' he says, voice flat. 'You should change your clothes now.' A pause. 'And yes, I hate you.' The words hang like frost between you. What do you say to a man who has already judged you?