Taming The Charming Director

in him stirred a dark, deliberate instinct, whispering that this woman could be used. A substitute. A pawn. An itch beneath his skin,

s veiled behind a black mask and her grip firm on the cold metal

rry

Even before she uttered a word, even when her face was still hidden, he could feel it. That qu

mand looming over his head. Yet even in his calculated mind, Arnav hadn't foreseen being offere

perhaps it began even earlier, when his assistant invited her in, and he'd observed her walk: swift, assertive, yet laced with a sultry elega

him before. But there was something about her that stuck. Wasn't she the same mysterious girl who'd once asked him for a cigarette in the d

one? She

e fabric of his vest so faintly it could have been accidental something sharp sparked through him. But as a ma

v reached out and pulled t

snapped, lunging to snatch the mask back, but he was

eased him more than her earlier coyness. If her flirtation had been her tr

he saw

to forget. His chest tightened, not with fear or regret, but with the

, wolfish grin. "Told you we

this little chara

you know, I'm a director I don't fall for poor actin

bas

they sign the papers especially under these... unconventional circumstances?" He leaned back, eyes fixed on the

followed felt l

unbothered, masking the storm beginning to rise wit

the crystal shatter

actresses, Arnav. D

edatory. "No. You're far more d

haven't seen pain. You think you've known betrayal? Try loving someone who turns your body into a secret. Try being left

uld set the room ablaz

him-Arnav w

it is, huh? You

iant. And he almost laughed. Her silence was loud, prou

He left me with nothing but shame, and a soul that won't stop sc

ffed. "You think dragging a knife into

with barely restrained fury. "I don't

ething open in him. Arnav had seen women cry. He'd see

wanted your brother to take responsibility. Arsene was the one who betrayed me. But after learning the truth, why would I ever lower

ught, marrying me would cleanse you? Or was i

d. "But I will not be remembered as the woman who got u

of woman who wept for affection or sold herself for banknotes. She wa

d softly. "I m

untouched glass as he placed it ba

closer sharp, precise, like a blade uns

reached up, gripping his jaw, forcing his face down to meet hers. "Call your lawy

ed on their own. He grasped her neck gently, thumb grazing

s for the first time. Th

asn't seduction. This wasn't a game. Her pupils flared w

"With the way you're acting now, it seems you wouldn't mind

. "Excuse me? 'Accepted'? I'

yes glinting with hunger. "But I

ed her jaw. She

real you, Miss Rae

on of

ed her wi

hers with the precision of a man trained to conquer, not care

e felt...

e but didn't pull away. His hand cupped her face; he tilted her back slightly as if to consume her w

stunn

Her breath hitched. Her fingers curled into his shoulders. Her knees wobbled. Her b

pang one he h

si

an... this storm wrapped in sil

open, slipping past her resistance, igniting her nerves with maddening precision.

ndid

ander grazing the shape of he

er eyes blazed with something unnameable. Shame? Desire? Rage

ing!" she spat

eaved with emotion. The saliva-slicked gloss of her lips shimmered under the offic

hurt. But Ar

more than just anger. She was a woman who had just been kiss

silkily, "I like you m

a grin, "Shall we take this stra