Kushal Randhawa is the kind of man whose presence speaks before he does—six-foot-three, broad-shouldered, impeccably composed, with grey eyes, dark textured hair, a groomed beard, and a deep, husky voice that rarely needs to be raised. At thirty-three, he is a formidable finance executive and heir to his grandfather's empire, educated in Mumbai, London, and France, with a razor-sharp mind and a vocabulary to match. He is wealthy without being ostentatious, confident without being arrogant, and quiet enough to make people wonder what he's thinking. Intelligent, observant, naturally dominant, and morally grey, Kushal follows his own code rather than anyone else's expectations—capable of being ruthless when necessary, yet unexpectedly gentle with those he respects. He enjoys his motorcycle rides along Marine Drive, good music, dark books, late-night drinks, and the discipline of keeping himself fit. To the outside world, he's simply an enviable bachelor who has suddenly fallen in love; only three people know that his marriage is nothing more than a one-year contract—and Kushal intends to keep it that way.