"When clarity cuts through the haze, the nightmare sharpens."A faint flicker of awareness sparked inside Kiaan's blurred consciousness. Through the fog of intoxication and pain, his eyes struggled to focus, trying desperately to pierce the shadows above him. His gaze wavered, blurry and unsteady, but the shape looming over him was unmistakably not Rehaan.The sharp jawline, cold eyes burning with ruthless intent, not clear but a little realisation —this was Reyaan Malhotra. The man who had carved his name into Kiaan's skin and psyche with the cruelty of a predator marking its prey.Kiaan's chest heaved as his mind scrambled to piece together the horrifying reality. Panic crept in like ice, sharpening his senses even as his body betrayed him. He tried to see Reyaan's face clearly but he can't because of the drug effects. He wanted to shout, to push him away—but his strength was sapped, his voice barely a rasp.Reyaan's lips curled into a dark smile, slow and cruel, as his hand reached toward the nearby table. The gleam of cold metal caught Kiaan's eye—a vibrator. A device intended to twist fear into humiliation, control into torment. "You thought you could drink your way out of this, little lion?" Reyaan's voice was a cruel whisper, laced with venom. "But you're right here… and I'm not done breaking you yet."
Kiaan's breath hitched violently, a flood of raw emotion crashing through him—fear, anger, and a desperate will to survive. The room seemed to close in around him, the suffocating weight of Reyaan's presence nearly unbearable. "Stay still…" Reyaan commanded, his voice cold steel, as he advanced with deliberate menace. "This night belongs to me."Kiaan's eyes darted wildly, searching for any glimmer of hope, any chance to fight back. But the darkness was swallowing him whole—his body pinned, his spirit trembling but unyielding.
"I don't belong to you," Kiaan whispered hoarsely, voice barely audible but fierce in its resolve.Reyaan paused, eyes narrowing with a flicker of grudging respect. "You're braver than you look… but bravery won't save you here."As Reyaan lifted the device, Kiaan's heart pounded—not just from fear, but from the burning fire inside him. This was no longer just a fight for his body. It was a war for his soul.