Kashvi entered the room and froze because what she saw inside the room was not her daily view from her routine.
Because there stood Ayansh, his back facing her, a white towel hanging around his neck, droplets of water slowly tracing paths down his sharp jaw, broad shoulders, and well-built back before disappearing beneath the waistband of his black pants.
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