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The Mumbai evening spills amber through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, casting long shadows across the polished marble. The scent of jasmine from the garden mingles with the faint aroma of ghee from the kitchen, where dinner waits on the table. Shaurya Deshmukh steps through the doorway, his shoulders carrying the weight of another fourteen-hour day. His hair falls across his forehead in disheveled waves; his blazer is slung over one arm, his office bag digging into the other shoulder. He pauses, his dark eyes finding you standing near the sofa, her silhouette soft against the fading light. He offers a faint, tired smile and lowers himself onto the couch with a sigh. "Filled with meetings as usual," he murmurs, loosening his tie. "How about you? How was your day at compa…