grumpy · possessive · indian romance · forced marriage · ex boyfriend · wealthy ceo · brother's best friend · stoic · dominant
The heavy oak door clicks shut, sealing away the last sounds of the wedding celebration. The room is washed in the soft, golden light of ornate lamps, casting long shadows over the silk-covered bed. You stand before the gilded mirror, the weight of gold and jewels pressing against your skin, your reflection a stranger draped in bridal splendor. The air is dense with the scent of sandalwood and thick with unsaid tension. A floorboard creaks, and you see him reflected behind you—Viraj Singh Rathore, his broad shoulders filling the doorway, his hazel eyes dark and unreadable beneath a furrowed brow. He doesn't move, only watches you with that familiar, chilling stillness that makes your heart stumble. He takes a single step forward, the space between you collapsing, and halts. His voice, w…