RAKSHAK: THE SECRET ALPHA

chapter 6th: Midnight Vigil and a Burning Conscience

The silence in that luxurious room of Singhania Villa was as heavy as a grave. It was two in the night, yet there wasn’t a trace of sleep in Kavya’s eyes. She was sitting curled up in the corner of the bed. Her entire body ached because of that merciless punishment from the afternoon. Whenever she tried to move, the heavy iron chain tied to her right leg dragged across the floor with a cold, lifeless sound, reminding her again and again that she was nothing more than a mere slave in this velvet hell.

She touched her lower lip with her fingers. The wound from that sharp ‘lip-bite’ of Agni had now swollen, and from time to time, the salty taste of blood slipped down her throat.

He is not a human. He is a beast. Kavya closed her eyes, and warm tears slipped from the corners of her lashes, rolling down her cheeks. She remembered how that influential businessman, who ruled a billion-dollar empire in front of the world, would suddenly pounce on her like a violent animal. That terrifying wolf tattoo with sharp fangs, hidden behind the open collar of his suit, had imprinted itself in Kavya’s mind like a nightmare.

Just then, the electronic lock of the heavy door made a faint ‘click’ sound as it opened.

Kavya’s heart jumped straight into her throat. At this hour? Who could come in this dark night?

The door opened, and a shadow entered the room. With that shadow, the temperature of the room seemed to drop to zero instantly. A heavy, suffocating masculine scent spread in the air—Agni Singhania.

He was no longer in that expensive three-piece suit. He was wearing only a loose black silk shirt, with the top three buttons open, revealing his broad, iron-like chest and that burning black tattoo on his neck clearly. In his hand was a glass filled with transparent liquid (water).

Out of fear, Kavya pressed herself further against the headboard of the bed. You… why have you come here? Her voice choked in her throat.

Without saying a word, Agni began walking towards her with slow and controlled steps. His burning amber eyes were shining in the dark room like a hungry predator. When he came close to the bed, he placed the glass of water on the side table with a heavy thud.

You haven’t had a drop of water since afternoon, Agni’s voice echoed like cold thunder.

I… I don’t want anything from you. Let me go. Kavya gathered whatever courage she had left and turned her face away.

Hearing this, the veins on Agni’s face tensed. His Alpha aura turned so violent that breathing became difficult for Kavya. In a single swift move, Agni extended his heavy, iron-like hand and grabbed both of Kavya’s wrists together, pinning them to the bed.

Ah! Leave me… it hurts! Kavya struggled, but Agni’s weight had already overpowered her weak body.

I told you before, Kavya, Agni bent close to her face. His hot, violent breaths were colliding with her injured lips. In this villa, your will has no place. Even these breaths of yours cannot go in and out without my permission.

With his other finger, Agni pressed her swollen lips so brutally that the dried blood from the afternoon began to ooze again. Kavya opened her mouth in pain, and at that very moment, Agni pressed his iron wrist against her neck. He picked up the glass of water and forcefully pressed it against her lips.

Drink it! he ordered.

Kavya struggled to free herself, causing the iron chain on her leg to clatter loudly. Some drops of water went down her throat, while the rest spilled down her neck, soaking her cotton kurta. Agni’s obsession was such that he kept watching her struggle, yet his grip did not loosen. When the glass emptied, he threw it away, and it shattered on the floor.

Kavya collapsed onto the bed, gasping. Seeing the helplessness in her eyes, a cruel smile spread across Agni’s lips.

He stood up and walked straight towards her feet. Bending down, he grabbed the heavy iron chain in his hands. The wolf tattoo on his broad chest seemed to move with anger and a strange madness, as if it was truly ready to devour Kavya.

Do you think that by hating me, by starving yourself, you will die and free yourself from this captivity? Agni said, tightening the chain in his fingers. His voice carried a terrifying and suffocating madness that shook Kavya’s soul.

Remember this. Even if you try to erase yourself, even your last ashes will carry the mark of Singhania Villa. You are my slave while alive, and even after death, your body will guard my threshold.

Kavya’s eyes widened in terror. This man’s madness was far beyond ordinary cruelty. He didn’t just want to imprison her—he wanted control over her soul.

Agni gave the chain one last jerk, scraping her ankle further, and then, without turning back, walked out of the room in the same authoritative manner. The door shut again.

Kavya remained alone in the darkness, staring at the shattered glass on the floor and the blood flowing from her leg. There was fear inside her, but beneath that fear, a fierce, burning spark of hatred had grown stronger. She didn’t know who she was anymore, but she had understood one thing—kneeling before this beast meant killing her soul forever.