"Open your eyes, Nandini." His voice was rough, a command I obeyed instantly. The low timbre vibrated through me, a shiver tracing its path down my spine. I met his gaze, a turbulent sea of emotions swirling within their dark depths. He was a storm brewing, barely contained.

He stared down at me, his eyes dark and unreadable. "I know what I did was wrong, but I'm not going to say sorry because you took your revenge while going behind my back. But you are not going to repeat this." It wasn't a question, it was an order, a decree carved in stone. This was my husband, Thakur Ji, a man I barely knew yet was bound to for life. Love was never part of the equation.