Daaman’s gaze lingered on Srikant, Ratnesh, and Rajni, but the intensity of his stare betrayed his true focus. While it seemed he was observing the brothers, his attention was unmistakably fixated on Rajni. She was unlike any woman he had ever encountered—her beauty was almost otherworldly, her figure divine, and her face ethereal. She pouted adorably at something Srikant said, her eyes then shifting to Ratnesh with a silent plea. Whatever Ratnesh replied to his brother made her break into a radiant smile, her eyes sparkling and her lips curving into a breathtaking expression of joy.

The sight made Daaman’s pulse quicken. He watched, captivated, as Rajni tilted her head to Srikant, still smiling. An intense, dark desire consumed him—a longing to see her smile at him, to claim her in the ways he was imagining at that very moment.