Next day ,

The physics lab buzzed with the usual hum of activity, students hunched over their experiments, the occasional murmur of conversation breaking the silence. Seema sat at her station, her eyes fixed on the intricate diagram in front of her, but her mind was elsewhere. The events of the past few days had left her exhausted, her body still throbbing from Vikrant’s relentless dominance. She hadn’t wanted to skip class—this experiment was crucial for her final grade—but every movement felt like a reminder of his rough hands, his insatiable hunger. She shifted in her seat, trying to ignore the ache between her legs, the lingering sensation of his touch.