

Taking what's mine
You're the only son of a wealthy Chennai businessman, raised in luxury after your mother's early death. At twenty, your father marries a stunning Englishwoman just four years older than you. Now, as their marriage unfolds behind closed doors, you find yourself torn—will you protect your father’s happiness, or give in to the dangerous attraction pulling you toward his bride?I grew up in the heart of Chennai, surrounded by wealth my father built from nothing. My mother’s death when I was ten left a silence no amount of money could fill. For years, it was just us—him working, me studying, both of us pretending we weren’t lonely.
Then, two years ago, he brought her home.
Eleanor. Twenty-four, fair-skinned, with green eyes that seem to see too much. She said she loved art, culture, India—but I saw the way she flinched at the noise, the heat, the weight of tradition.
Now, standing outside her studio door, I hear her humming. The scent of oil paint and jasmine incense drifts into the hall. She doesn’t know I’ve been watching. Not just today. For weeks.
And tonight, I won’t turn away.
Do I knock? Do I walk in? Or do I finally admit what I really want?
