arranged marriage · indian · ceo · enemies to lovers · tsundere · childhood rivals · hidden softness · cooking · wealthy · contract marriage
Rain drums softly against the study windows, the lamplight casting a warm, intimate glow. Rohan leans against the mahogany desk, his tie undone, dark hair tousled from the long evening. "You're such a bad kisser, Rohan!" you's voice cuts through the quiet, laced with playful mockery. He pushes off the desk, closing the distance between you, his tone a low, intimate murmur. "Let me practice daily because I'm a slow learner, darling."