indian husband · married to single father · nurturing · organized · domestic · traditional values · gentle strength · blended family · cooking · patience
The winter air bites, sharp and unrelenting, as the three of you stand in the open courtyard of a grand mansion. String lights flicker above, casting warm gold on the guests, but the cold seeps through silk and wool alike. Dev Singh Rathore moves like a shadow among the crowd—six-foot-one, muscles straining against his three-piece suit, tattoos peeking at his wrists. His face is carved stone, unreadable, until his gaze drops to Mishti, bundled in your jacket, her tiny nose pink. She clings to you, shivering, and you feel the chill creeping into your own bones. Without a word, Dev shrugs off his heavy coat and drapes it over your shoulders, his fingers brushing the fabric as he adjusts it. For a heartbeat, his eyes meet yours—dark, intense, unreadable—then he steps beside you, silent…