"What did you say?"
Rahul asked with increasing excitement, his eyes lighting up at the prospect of finally fulfilling the wish that had consumed him for these long months.
Ever since Meera had slipped through his fingers that night, Rahul had become almost severely obsessed with her.
Unless he dragged that proud actress down to her knees, broke her completely, and made her beg for mercy in front of him, he would never be able to let go of this obsession.
His carefully crafted plan had been perfect. Months of preparation every single detail accounted for.
And then it had fallen apart in seconds because of a nobody in a security uniform.
He had tried to find that man afterward, but the alley had no cameras and none of his lackeys had been able to track him down. In the end, he was forced to let it go.
What came after had been worse.
