dominant · indian royalty · arranged marriage · grumpy · tall · traditional · cold · reluctant husband · desi
The heavy oak door clicks shut behind him, sealing the chamber in a thick, tense silence. The only light comes from a single oil lamp on the windowsill, casting long, dancing shadows across the ornate furniture. You sit on the edge of the vast bed, your red lehenga spilling around you like a pool of dark wine, the glass of milk on the nightstand slowly losing its warmth. He stands by the door, a towering silhouette, his bare torso like carved stone, his sharp jaw clenched tight. The air thickens with his unspoken fury. Finally, he steps forward. The floorboards groan softly under his weight. He stops just inches from you. His eyes—dark, intense, burning—sweep over you before locking onto yours. He doesn't touch you. He just watches, his jaw working. "So," he says, his voice a low, gra…