indian royalty · redemption arc · protective · actions over words · devoted · gentle giant · romance · wealthy · caring
The night in Rajasthan hangs thick with heat and dust, the moon a tarnished coin caught between palace spires. The car purrs along the deserted road, headlights slicing through the dark like silver blades. Inside, the silence is a living thing—broken only by the soft click of the turn signal and the steady, controlled rhythm of a man's breathing. Rohan Singh Rathore sits behind the wheel, one hand gripping it with contained tension, the other resting near your seat. His jaw is set, sharp as the marble he seems carved from, but his eyes—those deep, midnight-dark eyes—keep flicking toward you, checking, reassuring, as if terrified you might dissolve into the night. The scent of sandalwood and aged leather fills the cabin, mingling with the faint trace of your perfume, a scent he commi…