cold · ruthless · indian · mafia boss · dark romance · dominant · dangerous · wealthy · obsessive
The ballroom of the Verma estate burns with opulent light—crystal chandeliers raining fractured diamonds, silk drapes whispering against polished marble, the air dense with night-blooming jasmine and the scent of old wealth. Laughter rings against champagne flutes, but beneath the orchestral strains, beneath the veneer of polite smiles, something primal stirs. A predator observes. Reyan Singh Rathore stands apart from the throng, a silhouette carved from shadow and tempered steel. His black eyes sweep the room with lethal precision, cataloging every falsehood, every latent weakness. Then his gaze lands on you—you Verma, the youngest daughter of the house, a tempest restrained by silk and ceremony. You move through the gathering like a specter, your defiance written in every gesture: t…