SARANYA'S POV:
I woke to sunlight streaming through a tall window, not the window of my chambers, but a different one. The room was unfamiliar. High ceilings painted with faded murals, a large bed draped in white, and a balcony that looked out over the entire Rajmahal.
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THIS STORY CONTAIN EXPLICIT MATURE SCENES [18+] The day Vivansh Raghuvanshi returns from abroad, he doesn't come back as the man she remembers. And when his eyes find hers in a crowded room... the world doesn't move. "Three years," he says quietly, stepping closer-too close. "I gave you time. Space." His gaze darkens, dragging over her like a silent claim. "Now I take what's mine." He doesn't chase her. He controls the distance. He doesn't ask. He decides. And the most terrifying part? Every path she takes... somehow leads back to him. And somewhere in the future- She stands in front of him, draped in silk, her pulse unsteady under his gaze. His voice is low. Calm. Final. "Remove it, Avni." A pause. A breath. "Let me see... what belongs to me." she remove clothes , he don't touch her and say "now come to me , sit on my lap" she nervous but sit, he says "now feed me.." This is not romantic love story.. It's a slow descent into something darker- where obsession wears the face of devotion... ...and escape may have never been an option. He didn't fall for her. He chose her. Long before she ever knew his name. TRIGGER WARNINGS: Mature themes explicit sexual content Marriage trope Frequent intimate scenes between married partners Strong language / profanity Emotional intensity, possessiveness, and jealousy Power dynamics within a relationship Potential toxic or unhealthy relationship behaviors Arguments, conflict, and emotional distress
Belladonna University was not built for people like Eva Roy. It was built for legacy names, powerful bloodlines, and students born into privilege. But thanks to her father’s dangerous connections with one of the university directors, Eva receives the one thing thousands would destroy each other for: Admission. From the moment she steps into Belladonna’s cold marble halls, she knows people are watching her. Judging her. Waiting for her to fail. But no one terrifies her more than Professor David D’Costa. The most feared professor in Belladonna. Brilliant. Ruthless. Untouchable. A man whose words can end academic careers in seconds. Eva thinks he hates her. Until his attention starts becoming something far worse. The lingering stares. The impossible access. The way he notices every detail about her without trying. And the terrifying realization that whenever David D’Costa wants something… He gets it. What begins as academic tension slowly turns into a dangerous obsession neither of them can control. Because at Belladonna University, there are rules for students. Rules for professors. And one unforgivable rule about crossing the line between them. A rule David D’Costa is getting closer and closer to breaking. “You were admitted through connections, Miss Roy.”* “Do you know what makes you dangerous?” “You almost make me forget why that should matter.”
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