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Chapter 2

  • 18 Sep, 2024

Ananya's hands trembled slightly as she sat down at the table, trying to steady her breath. Aarav’s presence was overwhelming, not in the way of his towering height or sharp features, but in the way he seemed to command attention without saying a word.

His eyes lingered on her a moment longer than they should have, something dark and unreadable flickering beneath his calm exterior.Raj leaned back in his chair, a glass of whiskey in hand. “Aarav’s been handling some of our more… complicated affairs lately,” he said, with a knowing smile. “He’s a man who knows how to take control.”Ananya offered a weak smile, avoiding Aarav’s intense gaze, but she could feel it burn into her as if he were silently studying her every move.

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    "In this world, Ananya, you're mine. Every thought, every breath, every heartbeat belongs to me." In the prestigious halls of academia, where boundaries are clearly defined and power is absolute, Professor Aarav Kapoor is a man who commands respect and wields authority with an iron grip. He's used to having control over everything-his career, his emotions, and those who cross his path. But when Ananya, a shy and brilliant eighteen-year-old literature student, enters his classroom, she unknowingly steps into a dangerous game of dominance and desire. "Do you know what you've done to me, Ananya?" His voice is low, almost a growl. "You've turned my world upside down. Now, I can't think of anything but you." Ananya is mesmerized by Aarav's intellect and the raw power he exudes. She knows she should stay away, that the age gap and his position as her professor make this attraction forbidden. But the intensity in his eyes, the way he speaks to her like she's the only person who exists, draws her in like a moth to a flame. "Tell me you feel it too," Aarav demands, his gaze locking with hers. "Tell me you're as consumed by this as I am." She hesitates, her heart racing. The truth is undeniable. She's captivated by him, overwhelmed by the sheer force of his presence. "I do," she whispers, her voice trembling. "I feel it." With those words, the boundary between them shatters. Aarav takes her hand, his grip firm and possessive. "Then you're mine, Ananya. Understand that. From this moment on, you belong to me."

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