Saudebaazi Ishq Ki Proposal

The Malhotra office tower gleamed under the evening lights, all glass and steel, intimidating to anyone who entered. Inside, the atmosphere was colder than the marble floors.

Vijay Sharma sat nervously across a massive desk, sweat lining his forehead. The weight of his family’s crisis pressed on his shoulders.

He’d been waiting for over twenty minutes, his fingers clutching a worn-out file that held whatever scraps of his business reputation were left.

Finally, the glass door opened. Aarav Malhotra walked in.

Sharp suit, measured footsteps, and a gaze that could slice through stone. Everyone knew him as the man who built empires out of numbers and crushed rivals without blinking.

He didn’t bother with greetings. Dropping his phone on the desk, he scanned Vijay with a mix of boredom and calculation.

Aarav Malhotra (ML)

Mr. Sharma.. (Aarav said, his voice low and even)

Aarav Malhotra (ML)

I hear you’re drowning..

Vijay Sharma (Meher’s father)

(Vijay shifted uncomfortably)

Vijay Sharma (Meher’s father)

I… I only need some time, Aarav beta. My factory can still run. If you could extend a loan…

Aarav Malhotra (ML)

(Aarav leaned back in his chair, tapping his pen)

Aarav Malhotra (ML)

A loan? (He almost smiled, but it was more of a smirk)

Aarav Malhotra (ML)

Your reputation is in shreds. No bank, no investor will touch you. Why should I?

Vijay Sharma (Meher’s father)

(Vijay’s face crumbled)

Vijay Sharma (Meher’s father)

Because I trusted the wrong man. Because my family will be ruined.

Aarav Malhotra (ML)

(Aarav’s eyes narrowed. He stood, walking toward the floor-to-ceiling window, the city lights flickering behind him)

Aarav Malhotra (ML)

I don’t deal in emotions, Mr. Sharma. I deal in guarantees. And you have nothing to offer me… except your DAUGHTER.

The room froze. Vijay’s mouth went dry.

Vijay Sharma (Meher’s father)

What.. what do you mean? (he stammered)

Aarav Malhotra (ML)

(Aarav turned, his expression unreadable)

Aarav Malhotra (ML)

Meher Sharma. Smart, well-spoken, respected in society. Marry her to me, and I’ll clear your debts.

Of course, as a businessman, he have all the information about the people he deals with..

Aarav Malhotra (ML)

I’ll restore your business under my name. Your family honour will remain intact. (have no emotions)

Vijay Sharma (Meher’s father)

(Vijay stumbled to his feet)

Vijay Sharma (Meher’s father)

You… you want to buy my daughter?

Aarav Malhotra (ML)

(Aarav didn’t flinch)

Aarav Malhotra (ML)

Not buy. Marry her. But under a contract. One year. After that, if she wishes, she can walk away. No questions asked.

The door creaked, and Meher’s voice broke the silence. She had come searching for her father, but now she stood frozen at the threshold, having heard enough.