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The air was heavy. Mahi's heart pounded faster and faster, each beat like a drum echoing in a battlefield. The lights dimmed, shadows stretched across the walls, and silence pressed down like a suffocating blanket.

And there he was.

Ekansh Singh Rathore.

His eyes was calm and terrifyingly focused. As if he could control even the rhythm of Mahi's heartbeat. She took a faint breath, but her voice broke.

"W-what... do you want?" Her words carried a mix of compulsion and fear.

He slowly removed his coat. The entire time, his eyes never broke contact. That slow, dangerous smile... like a monster who had already chosen his prey.

He stepped forward then another step. Until she was pressed against the wall, with only the heat of his breath between them. He placed his hand near her jawline not touching... just making her feel how easily he could reach her. Anytime.

Then he leaned close to her ear, his voice calm, almost polite:

"Pleasure therapy, Doctor Sahiba."

Mahi's breath caught. "W-what...?"

Ekansh's smile deepened that same slow villainous curve that made one forget whether to fear or surrender. "You're a doctor, Mahi." His thumb hovered just a millimeter away from her cheek.

"You cure people."

"But I..." his voice grew heavier, darker... "want only one treatment from you."

She couldn't even breathe properly. Finally, Ekansh looked straight into her eyes and said; "My nerves are under pressure, my control is slipping... so you tell me, Doctor Sahiba."

"Will you give this patient pleasure therapy, or should I take it forcefully?"

The room was dead silent. Only Mahi's heartbeat and Ekansh's dark, hungry breathing remained. Ekansh's last words echoed through the room, and Mahi's control shattered completely. Her breaths grew rapid... her eyes filled with tears... and the next second

Mahi's tears spilled.

She pressed her lips together, frozen in fear but said strongly.

"Doctor hu main Prositute nahi" Her voice broke, her heartbeat racing at triple speed.

Ekansh watched her tears. And then... he laughed. Slow. Deep. Mocking. As if her crying truly amused him.

The corners of his eyes softened slightly, but his smile... remained that same dangerous villain's smile. He moved closer to Mahi, his hand brushing the air near her cheek, and then, seeing her tears, he smiled "You're crying?"

Mahi couldn't even explain, her eyes only released more tears. Ekansh let out a slow chuckle. "You're look adorable when you're scared."

His words... calm and cold.

Mahi tried to wipe her eyes but her hands trembled. "I-I'm no- not scared..." she finally broke. Ekansh lowered his head, letting his breath hover dangerously close to her lips. His voice grew heavy; "Good babygirl."

Mahi's heart stopped. Ekansh wiped a single tear from her face with his thumb... then looked at it... and with a dangerously seductive smile said- "Fear never suits on you, Doctor Sahiba."

He gripped her chin, slowly lifting it upward, and with a sadistic tone, he laughed again, "Stop crying jaan. Or I'll seriously lose control."

The room's temperature dropped. Mahi's heartbeat climbed higher. And Ekansh? His eyes only grew hungrier, darker like he was savoring every second of her fear.

Ekansh's thumb lingered against her chin, his smile sharp, predatory. "Stop crying... or I'll lose control."

For a moment, Mahi froze. Then her trembling hands clenched into fists. "No..." she whispered, her voice breaking but stronger than before. "I won't let you."

Ekansh's eyes narrowed, amused at her sudden resistance. "Oh?" His tone was mocking, dangerous. "The little doctor thinks she can fight the Shadow Emperor?"

Mahi's pulse thundered, but she shoved his hand away from her chin with all the strength she had. Her body pressed harder against the wall, but her spirit refused to collapse.

"You terrify me," she said, her voice shaking yet fierce, "but I am not your cure. And I am not your toy."

For the first time, Ekansh's smile faltered just slightly. His gaze sharpened, intrigued.

Mahi's tears burned her cheeks, but she lifted her chin, forcing herself to meet his eyes. "I'm a doctor. I heal people. But you-" her voice cracked, raw with emotion, "You don't need therapy. You need chains Inside JAIL."

The silence that followed was electric. Ekansh's dangerous smile returned, slower this time, darker. But behind it, his eyes gleamed with something new admiration twisted with hunger.

He leaned closer, his breath hot against her ear. "Finally," he whispered, his tone low and sinful. "The fire I was waiting for."

Mahi's fists trembled, her body still weak, but her spirit had drawn its first line. And Ekansh? He wasn't angry. He was entertained Like a predator who had just discovered his prey could bite back

Mahi's trembling lips pressed together, her tears refusing to stop. But suddenly, anger surged through her chest sharp and uncontrollable.

She shoved his hand away, her voice breaking into a scream: "You're disgusting! A monster! You think fear makes you powerful, but it only makes you pathetic!"

Her words cut through the silence like shattered glass. Ekansh's smile froze for a fraction of a second, his eyes narrowing, the dangerous calm flickering.

Mahi's heart raced, but she didn't stop. "You're not a patient-you're a curse! A disease! And I swear, one day, even your own shadow will abandon you!"

Her voice cracked, raw with fury, but it was louder than her fear. And before Ekansh could react, she turned and bolted running across the cold marble floor, her steps frantic, desperate.

She burst into the bedroom, slamming the door shut behind her like a terrified child hiding from the dark. Her sobs echoed in the silence, her body curled against the bed, trembling.

Inside the room, Mahi pressed her face into her hands, whispering to herself: "I hate him... I hate him..."

Outside, Ekansh stood still in the hallway. His dangerous smile slowly returned, sharper than before. But this time, his eyes gleamed with something darker not just hunger, but fascination.

Because Mahi had finally fought back. And to Ekansh Rathore, resistance was never a deterrent. It was an invitation.

Mahi breaks her silence, uses harsh words, and runs like a child into the bedroom. Ekansh, instead of being weakened, grows more obsessed because her defiance excites him even more.

Mahi's sobs echoed in the bedroom, her body curled against the bed like a frightened child. Her tears refused to stop, her chest rising and falling in uneven rhythm.

The door creaked open. Ekansh stepped inside, his presence filling the room like a shadow.

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