The moon, a silver crescent in the velvet sky, cast a soft, ethereal glow over the sprawling grounds of Viraj's mansion as the luxurious car pulled into the driveway. The engine purred to a halt, and the silence that followed was pregnant with anticipation. Aanya, her heart fluttering like a caged bird, turned to look at Viraj, the man who had become both her savior and her confidant in the span of a single tumultuous day. His gaze was intense, his eyes dark pools of unspoken desires that seemed to pull her in like gravity. She felt a thrill of apprehension and excitement at the thought of what awaited her behind the grand doors of the mansion.