Rudra was thrown out from his house but not for the reasons he deserves. Cast away from his royal family and stripped of his title for a crime he didn't commit, Rudra is forced to live a life far removed from the riches and power he once knew. Hidin...
The evening wore on, the sky slowly fading from pale blue to a dusky indigo, the air around them cool yet filled with the hum of anticipation. Rudransh sat in his hotel room, the moment he'd been waiting for slowly slipping into place. The doorbell rang, snapping him out of his thoughts. He opened the door and was greeted by a small, carefully wrapped package.
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On top of it was a handwritten note in Yamini's familiar, elegant handwriting. A smile crept across his face as he read :
"This will look perfect on you. Trust me. – Yamini."
The words carried a certain warmth, an unspoken connection that made Rudransh feel something stirring in his chest. He picked up the package, carried it to the room, and set it on the bed.
After a quick shower to freshen up, he unwrapped the gift, a crisp white suit that seemed to shimmer under the dim hotel lighting. It was sleek, sophisticated, and perfect for the night ahead. He slid it on, feeling a rush of confidence as the fabric settled against his skin. The fit was impeccable, and he couldn't help but wonder how Yamini had known it would be just right.
With a last glance in the mirror, he decided it was time. He walked out and knocked on Yamini's door, his fingers lightly tapping the wood, but there was no reply. He dialed her number, and her voice came through with its usual calm assurance.
Yamini : Wait for me in the lobby. I'll be there in a bit.
Rudransh : okay !
He nodded to himself, a hint of impatience building, and made his way to the lobby.
It wasn't long before she appeared, descending the staircase like she'd stepped out of a dream. She was wearing a white evening dress, its delicate fabric flowing effortlessly around her as she moved. Her hair cascaded in soft waves, and her makeup was minimal, only enhancing the natural beauty that always seemed to radiate from her.
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Rudransh stood still for a moment, caught in the mesmerizing sight of her. His breath caught in his throat. She looked stunning, no, more than that. She was effortlessly graceful, a picture of elegance and power. His gaze locked onto hers, and he saw the slight twinkle in her eyes as she smiled at him.
