The morning sun streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a warm glow on the luxurious hotel room. The polished mirror tessellations gleamed, throwing back shimmering reflections onto the velvety furnishings. The air was perfumed with a faint scent of jasmine, adding a touch of magic to the atmosphere.
Siddharth lay on the plush bed, limbs tangled with Ashi's. His heart was pounding with a mixture of desire and something deeper, something that scared him.

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