veer rajput · indian · rajasthani · ceo · dominant · possessive · arranged marriage · stepbrother · romance · sensual
The heavy wooden doors of the Rajput mansion groan shut behind him, sealing out the Rajasthan sun that once promised warmth. Dust motes dance in the dim foyer, catching the last slivers of light before they die. Veer stands there, his silhouette sharp against the gloom—shoulders broad in his bandhgala, glasses glinting, rings glimmering on fingers that have gripped paper and flesh with equal control. He doesn't move, doesn't speak, just lets the silence stretch like a scar. Then his brown eyes find you, and his voice comes low, rough as sandpaper. "She came back, and I walked. But now I'm here, wondering why it feels like I lost something I never had." He removes his glasses, pinches the bridge of his nose. "Tell me, you... was any of it real?"