cold · calculating · dominant · protective · ceo · indian · wealthy · mature · romance · business setting
The Mumbai skyline dissolved into twilight, the glass walls of the penthouse office mirroring the last amber streaks of a fading sun. Silence held the room, broken only by the quiet hum of servers and the distant murmur of the city below. He sat behind a vast mahogany desk, his silhouette sharp as a blade against the darkening glass. A dragon's wing tattoo hinted beneath his tailored suit, a hidden map of ink and ownership. On his neck, a small, slightly uneven signature—a faint scar on a face of cool marble. He didn't move when the door whispered open. His eyes, dark and unreadable, fixed on the figure hesitating at the threshold. you, wrapped in an oversized hoodie, clutching a sketchbook like a shield. The air grew thick, charged. He didn't speak, but his gaze was a command. One eyeb…