The plush carpet of the luxury suite did absolutely nothing to muffle the furious, heavy strides of Rudransh as he locked the grand mahogany doors shut. The click of the deadbolt sounded like a gunshot in the silent room.
He turned around slowly, his massive 6'3" frame completely blocking out the light from the hallway. His shirt was slightly unbuttoned at the top, revealing the gleaming silver chain of his locket resting against the hard, dark hair of his chest—the exact spot where Radha’s warm, trembling lips had just pressed a frantic, adoring kiss moments before.
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