Shadows of control { Under Editing }

5. No mercy.

Ansh leaned back in his chair, his sharp gaze pinned on Sophia.
"We're leaving for Hawaii tonight. A business operation,"
he stated flatly, as though her presence was not up for debate.

Sofia hesitated, her finger clenching slightly,
"B..but...Boss , I need time to think before coming"

Ansh's voice turned firm almost challenging
"You think I'm asking for your approval?"

Sophia straightened her posture, her voice quieter but laced with resolve.
"N-no...'

"I... I just wasn't prepared for something like this."

Ansh's gaze hardened, his voice cold as ice.
"Prepared or not, it doesn't matter. You're coming, and that's final."

She then asked, trying to mask her apprehension,
"For how long ?"

Ansh's eyes narrowed, his voice low and controlled.
" You'll be there as long as I need you."

Her eyes widened in surprise and disbelief,but she had no options.

She completed her work and rushed to her Home.
The clock is already ticking past six. With only a few hours to prepare, she hurriedly began packing, her mind racing with questions about the mysterious operation in Hawaii. With each piece of clothing she folded, Sophia wondered why Ansh insisted on her presence-and for such an extended time.

As the hours passed, a mix of anticipation and anxiety settled in her stomach. By the time she zipped her bags shut, the doorbell rang sharply. It was the driver, sent to escort her to the private jet. Taking a deep breath, Sophia grabbed her things and stepped outside, greeted by the cool evening air.

Sliding into the car's back seat, she felt a whirlwind of emotions- curiosity, apprehension, and a flicker of excitement about the unknown journey ahead. As they drove toward the jet, Sophia couldn't shake the feeling that this was the beginning of something that would change everything.

Her eyes settled on Ansh, standing effortlessly cool by the jet, engrossed in his phone.

Sophia stood by the private jet, her heart racing. Ansh walked toward her, his casual black polo and white chinos making him look effortlessly powerful and handsome.

Their eyes met, and for a moment, she felt like time stopped.

Soon they were in the private jet.

Once inside the jet, Sophia stared out the window, her mind swirling.
' Is he kidnapping me? What does he want?'

Ansh appeared beside her seat. "Thinking too much?"

Sophia jumped, her voice soft. "I was... wondering-"

"Wondering what?" He smirked. "If I'm kidnapping you?"

She froze. "I"

Ansh leaned in slightly, his voice low.
"Who the hell kidnaps like this? I don't sneak around. I take what I want."

Her breath hitched. He was so direct. "You're here because I want you here. Simple."

Sophia blinked, stunned into silence. No escape. No options. Just his control.

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The private jet touched down smoothly on the pristine runway of a secluded private airport in Hawaii.

A sleek black SUV awaited them, and without a word, Ansh climbed into the back, his eyes never leaving his phone. Sophia hesitated for a moment before sliding into the seat beside him.

When they arrived at the hotel, a towering luxury resort that seemed to emerge out of nowhere in the middle of the island.

They entered their respective rooms-Ansh's cold, modern, and minimalistic, just like him. He spared her a glance before entering his room.
"Get ready. We are leaving in an hour," he said flatly.