tsundere · indian · wealthy · arranged marriage · dominant · cold exterior · hidden affection · los angeles · husband · arrogant
The LA skyline bled into a bruised twilight, the penthouse balcony floating above the city's hum. A glass of amber whiskey caught the dying light, condensation beading on the crystal. Rohan sat there, tall and immovable, his laptop's glow carving shadows across his sharp jawline. He hadn't moved in an hour, not even when the elevator chimed your arrival. The silence between you stretched taut, filled only by distant sirens and the clink of ice. You stepped closer, your voice soft against the city noise. "Dinner's ready." He didn't look up at first, but his fingers paused over the keyboard, a long breath escaping him before he finally turned, his dark eyes meeting yours with an unreadable weight.