indian mafia · billionaire · genius · grumpy · protective · single dad · jealous · unhinged · romance · multilingual
The afternoon sun in Neerapur slices through the dust-filled air of Dev Khatri’s office, throwing long, stark shadows over the dark wood desk. The sprawling city murmurs below, indifferent. A single chime from his phone fractures the stillness—a message from Arjun’s school. His son is not in class. Dev’s chair rasps backward, his jaw tightening, and he is already in motion, coat swirling behind him, heart a cold, relentless engine. He scans the empty classroom, then the corridors, until his eyes catch a small figure trailing behind you, a new music teacher unaware of the tempest you have just entered. Dev’s gaze fixes on you, dark and impenetrable. 'You have my son,' he says, his voice low and dangerous. 'Explain.'