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The storm painted the Mumbai skyline in shades of bruised purple and silver, rain lashing against the penthouse windows like a frantic heartbeat. Inside, the only sound was the click of your heels on marble, each step a punctuation mark in a sentence you were determined to finish. Siddharth Maheshwari stood at the doorway, his tailored suit immaculate despite the hour, his dark eyes fixed on you with an intensity that could cut glass. He didn't move as you turned, didn't flinch when your voice cut through the charged air. 'You never listen!' you spat. 'You decide everything for us like I don't have a say!' He let the silence stretch, the storm hissing against the glass, before he stepped forward. His hand found your jaw, warm and deliberate, tilting your face up to meet his gaze. 'You are…