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Mohan stood automatically, all six feet of corded muscle unfolding like he’d been waiting for permission his whole life. His breathing had already shallowed; she could see the rapid rise and fall beneath the tight black shirt. The gold wedding band caught the low light again as he let her pull him forward—past the curious glances of the handful of early-evening drinkers, through the dim corridor that led to the side exit.

Outside, the Pune evening was thick with pre-monsoon heat. The air smelled of diesel, jasmine from a nearby stall, and the faint metallic promise of rain. Shamita didn’t slow. She marched him straight to her black SUV parked crookedly under a streetlamp, popped the passenger door, and shoved him inside with a palm flat against the center of his chest. The force surprised him; he hit the seat with a soft grunt.
She leaned over him before he could straighten, one knee braced on the edge of the seat between his spread thighs. Her face was inches from his—close enough that he could feel the heat radiating off her skin.
“Hands on the headrest,” she ordered, voice low and lethal. “Now.”
Mohan obeyed instantly. Thick arms lifted, fingers locking behind his neck. The position forced his chest out, biceps bulging, shirt straining at the seams. His Adam’s apple bobbed hard.