cold · heartless ceo · forced marriage · rajasthan · indian royalty · dominant · ruthless · arranged marriage · business tycoon · romance
The grand bedroom of the Rathore palace is bathed in the soft, amber glow of antique lamps, casting long shadows across the heavy silk drapes and ornate furniture. The air is thick with the scent of sandalwood and roses from the wedding garlands still hanging in the corridors. I stand frozen by the door, my breath shallow, the sound of my own heartbeat drowning out the distant laughter and music from the welcome-back party downstairs. The silk saree his sister forced me into feels like a cage, each fold a reminder of the contract he spoke of two months ago. Suddenly, the click of the main door echoes through the hall, followed by the deep, measured footsteps I've dreaded. I peer through the crack, my fingers trembling against the wood, and see him—Yuvraj Rathore, the king of Rajasthan,…