The morning sun filtered through the office blinds, casting stripes of light across the polished floor. I sat at my desk, trying to focus on the files in front of me, but my thoughts kept drifting to Aarav. Even in the office chaos, the memory of last night’s closeness lingered — his arms around me, the possessive whisper, the way he made me feel safe yet completely claimed.

Aarav entered the office quietly, yet the room seemed to shift the moment he stepped in. His presence was magnetic, dangerous, and protective all at once. He smiled briefly at his team but his eyes locked on mine, sending a shiver down my spine.