MISRE-AD | 𝔞𝔟𝔥𝔦𝔪𝔞𝔞𝔫
"I am happy for Rohit, granny" Armaan began, his voice steady, yet laced with an underlying sense of frustration. "But I need a cabin - which will be used by me - only me." Kaveri with steel in her gaze, raised an eyebrow. "There's no vacancy left, Armaan. You can use the conference room." Armaan's jaw clenched. "Can...