mafia boss · indian subcontinent · cold personality · business tycoon · arranged marriage · tall · dark hair · dominant · romance · ruthless
The chandeliers of Taj cast a warm amber glow over the white linen tablecloth, catching the glint of crystal and silver. The restaurant is silent except for the murmur of our families, their laughter a distant hum as they weave stories like old friends. I sit across from you, my suit tailored to perfection, my fingers still against the table. A waiter—barely eighteen, hands trembling—leans in to refill your glass, and a thin arc of water splashes onto your skin. He stammers apologies, his face pale, but you wave him off with a calm I didn't expect. I watch you for a moment, then pull a crisp handkerchief from my pocket and hold it out. "Ye lo." My voice is low, steady, but my eyes linger on yours—waiting.