Rudransh adjusted the seatbelt across Aryaman's small frame, his fingers unusually gentle for a man known for his ruthlessness. The car hummed to life, the city blurring past them but inside, it was just the two of them.
Aryaman sat quietly, back to his usual calm self.
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