The conference room was dimly lit, but the atmosphere crackled with raw desire.

Evan's grip was possessive, dominant, and burned with desire.

Inayat's body trembled slightly.

She didn't try to stop Evan… she couldn't, even if she wanted to.

Evan's deep eyes gazed into hers, as if eager to break all boundaries.

"Inayat…"

Her name was a warm whisper on his lips.

Evan gently brushed her hair back, tracing his fingers along her soft neck.

Inayat closed her eyes, a strange shiver running through her body.

"Look at me, sweetheart."

His fingers traced Inayat's jawline, slow… soft… but the touch held a claim, a command.

Inayat slowly opened her eyes.

Evan lightly touched her lower lip with his thumb.

"You're trembling… but not out of fear, right?"

Inayat lightly moistened her lips with her tongue.

Evan's eyes grew darker.

"You have no idea what you're doing to me, Inayat."

Inayat opened her lips to say something, but in the next moment, Evan lifted her onto the table. Evan's lips met Inayat's, and he began kissing her with intense passion.

Inayat's body grew warm, her heart pounding.

Evan's breath was now felt near her neck.

"Tell me to stop, and I will…"

But Inayat couldn't say anything.

Her fingers instinctively tightened on Evan's shirt collar.

Evan smiled slightly.

"So be it."

In the next moment, Evan laid Inayat down on the table. Evan gripped her waist firmly, pulling her body close to his.

Inayat's breaths became tangled.

Evan whispered near her ear—

"No turning back, sweetheart."

And then… with a jolt, Evan entered Inayat.

The room was silent, but the air throbbed with heartbeats… Inayat's moans and cries echoed throughout the room.

Two hours later, Evan separated himself from Inayat. Both were exhausted. Inayat lay on the table, unable to move, watching Evan with half-open eyes. Evan lifted Inayat into his arms and laid her on the double sofa.

That night, the walls witnessed what no one else did…

The night, the moon, and the stars were witnesses as every boundary was erased…

The next morning…

Soft rays of sunlight filtered through the conference room windows.

Inayat's eyelids were heavy… as if a deep satisfaction had gripped her.

She could still feel Evan's touch on her skin.

Her heart pounded, her body still warm from the previous night's heat.

She slowly turned over… and there was Evan Suryavanshi.

His shirt buttons were half-open, his look disheveled, his eyes with the same dangerous intensity.

"Finally awake, sweetheart?"

Evan's voice held a smirk.

Inayat's throat went dry. She immediately tried to cover herself, but…

Evan grabbed her wrist in one swift motion.

"No need to hide, Inayat…" His eyes darkened, "You're mine now."

Those three words ignited Inayat's soul.

"Evan…" She wanted to say something, but her voice faltered.

Evan leaned in slightly, tracing his warm fingers on her cheek.

"Regretting it?" His voice held a strange challenge.

Inayat looked into his eyes—

And she was lost in those eyes.

It wasn't regret… it was something else…

A desire… a longing… an intoxication…

Evan gently cupped her chin, pulling her towards him.

"You're mine, Inayat… and no one can take you away from me now."

Inayat was confused. She suddenly got up and said, "I… I need to go home," and ran out of there.

Storm at Home…

When Inayat returned home, her condition revealed that something had changed.

Her mother, Aanchal, glared at her.

"Where were you all night?" Her voice was stern.

Rohan also stood silently.

Inayat had no excuse.

Her body still carried the sensation of Evan's touch.

She simply remained silent.

"Are you in some kind of trouble?"

Evan's face flashed before Inayat's eyes—

His possessiveness… his command… his longing…

"No, Mom, I'm fine."

But was she really fine?

Evan's Alpha World…

Evan sat in his office, a cigar in one hand, a phone in the other.

"She’s mine. No one touches her."

His voice held the same dominance.

Among his big deals, his business, he placed Inayat above all.

He couldn't leave her now, even if he wanted to.

And now… he wouldn't tolerate any man looking at Inayat.

"You're only mine."

Inayat's body still carried the warmth of Evan's touch.

Her eyes reflected the restlessness, thirst, and intensity of the previous night.

But… was it just one night, or something deeper?

Inayat looked at herself in the mirror.

Pinkish lips…

A slight mark on her neck…

A strange intoxication in her eyes…

Her heart began to pound.

"Am I really bound to Evan?"

But she didn't get a chance to think, because… she couldn't stop herself.

Inayat's name had entered Evan's world.

For Evan Suryavanshi, that night was just the beginning—a series that would never end.

He now sat in his office, wearing a black suit, his tie slightly loosened.

A cigar was in his fingers, but only one name echoed in his mind—

"Inayat…"

He didn't need to ask anyone for permission.

This girl was now a part of his dominion.

And now… he was going to tell the whole world.

Inayat reached the office, but her gait was a bit nervous today.

The staff looked at her differently.

She wondered, "Does everyone know?"

Then…

"Attention, everyone."

Evan Suryavanshi's cold, but intense voice echoed.

He emerged from his cabin, wearing a black shirt, formal pants, and a watch…

Everyone shuddered.

"From now on…" Evan's gaze was directly on Inayat.

"She is mine. Anyone who even looks at her the wrong way will answer to me."

Silence fell.

Inayat's breath caught.

Evan had so directly declared her as his?

But it wasn't anger… it was his claim.

"Meet me in my cabin. Now."

Inayat walked straight towards his cabin without saying a word.

Intense Moment in the Cabin…

As soon as the door closed…

Evan grabbed Inayat in one swift motion.

His grip was firm, his eyes filled with fire.

"Did you really think I would leave you after that night?"

His voice held dominance.

Inayat dared to look at him.

"Evan… this is wrong…"

"Wrong?"

Evan lightly traced his fingers on her waist.

"Last night, you lost yourself in my arms, and now you're saying it's wrong?"

Inayat's body trembled.

Inayat said, "It was a moment of weakness…"

Evan brushed her hair back, lightly kissing her neck.

"Then accept that this weakness has now become a permanent part of your life…"

"Because Inayat… you're only mine now."

Next Chapter – When Love Becomes Possessiveness…

Will Inayat accept this relationship?

Was Evan just using her for his lust, or was it something more?

Will Inayat's past destroy this relationship?