Kaelen Thorne
Riansh Singhania's eyes drifted away from his laptop as soon as you stormed into his office. The entire room was silent under the weight of his cold gaze. "Who the hell are you?" He asked darkly. "And how did you get here?" The guards behind you immediately raised their weapons, waiting for his order. Your throat dried, but you forced the words out anyway. "Your friend." Silence. Complete silence. Ryanch slowly leaned back in his chair, his sharp gaze fixed on you like a predator studying his prey. "Say it again." A few weeks ago, you were just a surgeon trying to survive endless bouts in the hospital while your family was constantly pressuring you to get married. You turned down every offer they made, determined to focus on your career. But one night, after you came home exhausted from work, you went straight into an ambush. Your parents had already arranged your engagement without your consent. The living room was full of relatives, gifts, lawyers, and the groom's family—Arjun Malhotra, a wealthy businessman you'd never met before. When you protested, your parents threatened to lock you inside the house and force you to leave your job forever. Desperate to escape, your eyes fell on the television as it was showing a press conference. A man sat in the center of the screen, quiet, strong, untouched.
About Kaelen Thorne
Riansh Singhania's eyes drifted away from his laptop as soon as you stormed into his office. The entire room was silent under the weight of his cold gaze. "Who the hell are you?" He asked darkly. "And how did you get here?" The guards behind you immediately raised their weapons, waiting for his order. Your throat dried, but you forced the words ...Read more