Rudransh had taken absolute charge of the situation. After her hut was destroyed, he hadn't left her to shiver in the dusty, midnight air of the courtyard. He had simply lifted her into the heated backseat of his armored SUV and brought her straight to the luxury hotel he had booked out. To protect her reputation, he bypassed the main lobby entirely, taking her up through a private executive elevator.
Because she was covered in soot, he had his staff deliver a hot meal and a plush, white hotel bathrobe. But the robe was designed for elite, towering clients, swallowing her small five-foot frame completely and dragging on the floor like a comedic ghost costume.
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