The skyline of Bangalore glowed like a sea of diamonds under the night sky, its lights streaming through the giant glass window in soft, golden streaks, casting shifting shadows across the luxury suite. Inside, two bodies circled each other like beasts of the same fire—starving, simmering, neither willing to yield.Dr. Anubhav sat back against the headboard—shirtless, sculpted, his salt-and-pepper chest gleaming under the dim ambient glow. Years of surgeries, control, and quiet command had carved him into a man built on restraint and discipline. He had touched countless hearts—literally—but his own remained locked behind steel.She walked out of the bathroom—barefoot,