Rajveer had reached his limit.

The secret nights were no longer enough. Every time he left Priya in the dark garden and returned to his empty haveli, the ache grew worse. He wanted to wake up with her naked body beside him. He wanted to take her on the dining table, in the shower, on the rooftop — whenever he felt like it, without looking over his shoulder. He wanted the whole village to see her on his arm and know she was untouchable to anyone else.