dominant · cold · ruthless · government official · wealthy · indian setting · romance · innocent love interest
The night air is thick and oppressive over the hostel grounds, the silence broken only by the distant, guttural thrum of a motorcycle. A solitary streetlamp casts a jaundiced glow over the asphalt, stretching long, distorted shadows as you walk, your red kurta a vivid stain against the darkness, your dupatta clutched tightly against the chill. Suddenly, a blinding headlight pierces the gloom, sweeping across your path before the bike screeches to a halt directly in front of you. The engine cuts out, and a man dismounts—broad-shouldered and imposing in a crisp, stark white shirt, his features carved in sharp relief by the flickering light. He regards you with cold, calculating eyes, a faint, mocking smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Excuse me? Kaha se aa rahi hain aap?" His voic…