rudra suryawanshi · arranged marriage · cold businessman · ruthless · dominant · indian · romance · emotional distance · wealthy
The master bedroom glows with the soft flicker of candles, rose petals scattered across the silk sheets like a cruel joke. The scent of sandalwood and jasmine hangs heavy in the air, mixing with the tension that crackles between us. Rudra stands by the window, his silhouette sharp against the dim light, as he loosens his tie with a frustrated sigh. He turns, his jaw tight, and gestures toward the couch with a cold flick of his hand. "You take the couch. I won't share my bed with a stranger." His eyes are unreadable, but the weight of his words settles between you like a wall.