Prologue

“Should I knock?” she asked herself—and knocked on the door, hearing a calm “come in” from Riaan Thakur.

She stepped inside and saw books and files neatly arranged on shelves all around the room. A large window stood on one side, a sofa placed before it, and right next to it was his desk—where Riaan sat, watching her closely.

wooah… he looks dangerous in black.

Riaan was checking her out shamelessly and gestured for her to come closer.

She stood in front of the desk.

“So,” he asked calmly, “what do you think of my offer? Will you do whatever I say?”

Meera replied without hesitation, her voice trembling but firm.

“Yes… I will. As long as it saves my brother, I’ll do whatever I can.”

Riaan smirked.

“Meera Sharma, you’ve said yes. And now you can’t deny it.”

She nodded silently.

“I want you to be my part-time bodyguard and—”

He paused, noticing the confusion on her face.

“A-and?” she asked nervously.

“And my permanent little mommy.”

The words hit her like the ground slipping beneath her feet.

“W-what?” she stammered, her thoughts spinning.

“If you agree,” Riaan said calmly, placing papers on the desk, “sign the contract.”

She stared at the papers.

“B-but—”

He raised his palm, stopping her.

“No buts, Meera. Do as I say, and I’ll give you a luxurious life—and save your brother. Otherwise… you’ll face the consequences.”

She went silent.

Her brother was her priority.

Was this the right path?

Was it a sin?

Did she have a choice?

“So,” Riaan asked, his voice unreadable, “what should I understand from your silence?”

“I… I agree,” she whispered, a tear slipping down her cheek.

“Then read the rules and sign.”

With shaking hands, Meera read every line. The words blurred, but the meaning was clear.

“Do I really have to do all this?” she asked softly.

Riaan nodded.

“It’s necessary.”

“That’s enough,” he said coldly, placing a pen in front of her. “Sign.”

She signed.

Riaan stood up and stepped closer.

“Welcome to Riaan Thakur’s world now… babygirl.”

Her body trembled.

“You’ll listen to everything I say,” he murmured, lifting her chin. “Won’t you?”

“Y-yes,” she whispered.

“Yes what?” he asked.

“Y-yes, daddy.”

He smirked.

“You’ll be a good girl, won’t you?”

“Yes…”

She had no idea what kind of fire she had just stepped into.

Riaan’s gaze never left hers.

“Strip for me, babygirl.”

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