Aryansh and Sahasra remained in the same college campus for the rest of the day, but they didn't talk a single time. The silence between them was suffocating.

Aryansh sat in his private cabin, the blinds drawn shut as he paced back and forth like a madman. His brilliant NCB brain was entirely short-circuited. He couldn't focus on any cartel files; he was just thinking about Akash. Who the hell is he to hug her so tightly right in the open driveway?! He was jealous—more than he had ever been in his entire existence. But beneath that roaring, possessive fury, a dark, freezing fear started creeping into his soul.