"Have I not made myself clear? You belong to me. Only me. The mere thought of anyone else touching you, looking at you, or even thinking about you ignites a fire within me," he thundered. She flinched at the sound of his voice, but the firm grip of his hands around her was surprisingly gentle. "And how many times must I remind you that I do not belong to you? You have no authority to command me. Get it through your thick skull," she retorted, her eyes ablaze with the same intensity as his. He had reached his limit with her defiance. Unable to bear it any longer, he pushed her back, trapping her between his muscular, tattooed arms. Lowering his head, he claimed her lips, asserting his dominance over her every breath. She was his, and no one, not even herself, could deny it. Siddharth Roy, the notorious bad boy of the college, was feared for his intimidating presence and his inked arms that captivated every girl's heart. Yet, his gaze was fixed solely on Sana Singhania. Sana Singhania, the college princess, was the epitome of grace and elegance. Her flawless appearance and poised demeanor earned her the reputation of an angel. But behind closed doors, she was just a girl next door. She may have appeared submissive to the world, but there was no one who could control her until Siddharth Roy entered her life and turned everything upside down.