Shadows of control { Under Editing }

6. The game begins

Author's pov:

As the final day in Hawaii dawned, Sofia stood at the edge of the balcony, starting out at the serene horizon.Hawaii's Paradise felt like a fleeting dream.

As Sofia sat alone, she let her mind drift back to the moment before joining the job three months ago ,when Vijay, Ansh's elder brother, first approached her. The proposal was simple, yet dangerous: infiltrate Ansh's operation and extract every secret he kept hidden in return for something.Driven by the lure of power, she accepted, threading her way through Ansh's dark world.

Over these 19 days in Hawaii, she successfully compiled Ansh's hidden truths, from his business dealings to his darkest methods.
she was informing Vijay about Ansh's each and every secret which he held.

Sofia replayed the memory of that fateful afternoon in vivid detail.
They were at a scheduled spot on the island.A deal had gone sour-a betrayal, Ansh called it.The gun's echo cut through the air as he executed the traitors, his face devoid of mercy. Frozen in place, Sofia felt a mix of terror and awe, witnessing firsthand the consequences of crossing him. It was a lesson not easily forgotten, searing into her mind the risks she now faced in betraying him herself.

Despite Vijay's assurance that Ansh had never harmed a woman, a chill settled in Sofia's bones.

As Sofia approached the private jet, she realized Ansh was already inside, deeply focused on his work, not sparing her a glance.

During the flight, her mind raced with fear and concern about what might happen next.

She reminded herself that Vijay was her sole reason for entering this dangerous world. When they landed in Russia, a car silently whisked her away to her home, leaving her mind buzzing with the next steps in this perilous journey.

Sofia's phone buzzed, and Antonio's voice came through, Ansh's personal secretary.
"Boss wants you at his place. It's important,"
he said, his tone leaving no room for hesitation.

Heart pounding, Sofia prepared herself for the upcoming chapter
Catching a cab, Sofia sped towards the mansion, its grand silhouette emerging against the twilight. As she approached, memories of a drunken night surfaced, recalling how the mansion's true beauty had eluded her until now. It spoke of loyalty and power. Entering through the gates, guards lined the path, watchful yet respectful.

Inside the main hall, luxury abounded-marble floors, sweeping staircases, and chandeliers glinting like stars.
She spotted Anna, who offered a reassuring nod.
"Where is he?"
Sofia asked with a hint of urgency. Anna pointed her to Ansh's room. She stood at the bedroom door, heart racing.

Leo opened the door with a stern expression
"Girl, You have messed up with the wrong person"
He warned in his low voice.
"Good luck."
Gesturing her inside he turned and left, leaving Sofia alone to face Ansh.

Inside, she found Ansh sitting quietly, swirling a glass of whiskey, his eyes piercing through the dim light.

Sophia entered the room hesitantly, her voice wavering.
"Boss, you called me?"
Ansh rose from his chair, slipping his hands into his pockets and taking his steps towards Sofia.

Ansh spoke without looking at her.
"Close the door."
His voice was calm, deadly, and commanding.

She hesitantly closed the door and turned to him.

He ordered in an icy voice.
"Strip."
The words hung in the air, leaving Sophia stunned and breathless.

Sophia stood frozen.

Ansh's voice cut through the silence like a blade.
"I don't like repeating myself."

Her breath caught in her throat.
Ansh's voice sliced through the silence,
"Do you need my help, or will you?"
The chilling words echoed, sending a shiver down Sophia's spine.

Sophia quickly pleaded,
"I'm sorry, boss. I messed up. I promise not to interfere again."
Her voice trembled with urgency.

Ansh's eyes narrowed, his tone icy.
"What are you talking about?"
He pretended as if he didn't know anything but he did.

Sophia hesitated, then admitted,
"I know you knew, but I had the need to fulfill."

Cutting her off, Ansh commanded,
"Shut the fuck up and strip"

When she didn't move, Ansh rose from his chair and took a step toward her, his movements slow, deliberate, and predatory.

"You're scared now?"
he mocked, his lips curling into a cruel smirk.
"What happened to the confident woman who walked into my office three months ago?"

Sofia's eyes widened, her body trembling as memories of her first meeting with him came rushing back.

"Remember what you said when I asked you, your price?"
Ansh continued, circling her like a predator cornering its prey.

"You told me, 'My loyalty is not for sale."
He chuckled darkly, the sound devoid of humor.
"What a fucking lie."

Tears welled up in her eyes as she struggled to hold herself together.

Her breath hitched as she stammered, "Boss, I-"

Ansh leaned closer, his presence overwhelming as he loomed over Sofia, his voice dripping with mockery.
"You sold yourself to my brother. That's your worth."

"I'm ashamed I kept someone like you in my company."
He said in disgust.

Tears blurred her vision, but she fought them back, her voice rising, steadying with each word.
"I never sold myself to anyone, not to your brother, not to anyone. You have no right to judge me."

"Lower your fucking voice."
he snapped, his words sharp like a whip.
"I won't tolerate this shit. Not from you. Not from anyone."

Ansh's voice dropped lower, his words heavy with warning.
"Now, strip on yourself Because once I get my hands on you, you'll regret not doing it yourself."

Her mind raced as she began unbuttoning her shirt, her hands moving without conscious thought. The fabric fell away, and soon she stood before him, vulnerable in only her bra and panties.

Yet, his eyes didn't waver to her body; they were locked onto her eyes , burning with an unwavering, fierce intensity.

Feeling a wave of shyness and embarrassment, Sophia stood still as Ansh removed his coat and draped it gently over her shoulders. Bringing her closer, he whispered,
"This is just the beginning,
You have no idea what I'm truly capable of."
His words were like a soft threat, hinting at what lay ahead.

Ansh noticed sofia's face getting red due to embarrassment,then he stepped back, threatening her one last time
"Don't forget, entering my world was your own fucking choice, You've played your game now it's my turn"
He said while smirking.

Ansh exited the room. Alone, Sophia quickly dressed, wiping away her tears of humiliation. Her heart ached with the memory of Ansh's cold aura and the vulnerability she had felt. Leaving the mansion, she hailed a cab..On the ride home, Sophia's tears flowed freely. She felt exposed and dominated, a stark reminder of feeling orphaned and alone. This was the first time anyone had imposed such power over her, a power she believed no one should have.