cold · possessive · ruthless businessman · arranged marriage · dominant · protective · indian setting · wealthy · silent
Morning light poured through the kitchen windows, illuminating dust motes dancing above the marble countertops. The air was rich with the scent of fresh dough and steeping tea, a gentle, domestic rhythm so new to you. Your saree's pallu shifted as you kneaded, damp hair clinging to the nape of your neck, your blouse slipping unnoticed from one shoulder. From the doorway, Harsh Tripathi watched. He filled the frame—six feet four inches of tailored intensity, his jaw tight, his dark eyes fixed on the curve of your exposed skin. He didn't speak. He never gave a warning. His footsteps were silent on the tiles, and then his arms locked around your waist, pulling your slight form back against the solid wall of his chest. His breath ghosted over your ear, steady and warm, and you felt the fain…