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The moon hung low in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over the mansion as Atharva stormed through the halls, his jaw clenched tight. The news of someone inquiring about Ruhani had set his blood boiling. He had sent his men out to scour the city, to find any trace of the person who dared to ask about her. But for now, his thoughts were consumed by her, his obsession, his possession. He found her in the kitchen, just as he had commanded. Ruhani stood naked, her skin glistening under the soft light, her curves on full display.