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.