I stood frozen, heart hammering so loud I thought everyone could hear it. The same young man from the club—the one who had bent me over the hotel bed and fucked me until my legs shook—was now walking toward us with a calm smile.

Yash introduced him as Raghav, his son. Raghav looked straight at me like we had never met. “Nice to meet you,” he said, voice steady. I forced a shaky hello and sat down, trying to breathe normally.