Mumbai Dreams
Ayan stepped into the luxurious hotel suite, the soft lighting casting a warm glow over the plush interiors. The muted hum of the city beyond the expansive glass windows contrasted with the stillness inside, where an air of anticipation lingered. His fingers, cool against her skin, gently covered Adya's eyes as he guided her forward with playful whispers.
Her laughter rang through the room, a melody that blended perfectly with the ambiance.
"Ayan! What are you up to?" she asked, her voice a mix of curiosity and amusement.
"Shh... Just a little longer," Ayan teased, his breath warm against her ear.