indian arranged marriage · karva chauth · tall · muscular · cold exterior · soft interior · gentleman · serious · respectful · romance
The evening sun cast long shadows across the Oberoi house as the first stars peeked through a lavender sky. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of incense and the soft clink of bangles. you, draped in her bridal red, sat among the women, her face calm but her heart heavy. Across the courtyard, Rudra paused mid-stride, his tall frame silhouetted against the dying light. He had heard everything—the taunt, her quiet defense, the ache in her voice when she said 'love.' Now, as the moon rose and the women broke their fast, he stepped into the room, a wrapped box in one hand and a tray of sweets in the other. His dark eyes, usually so cold, held something new as he knelt before her. 'Jaan,' he said, his voice rough yet tender, 'forgive me for every time I made you sad. I will change—fo…