Rohit, tall and handsome, exuded a dangerous allure. He was the same age as Vidyut, and tonight, dressed in a tailored grey vintage suit, he looked every bit the part of a powerful man with a mafia-like presence. Swirling a glass of red wine in his hand, Rohit emanated an air of sophistication and menace.
Vidyut, seated on the opposite couch, surveyed the room swiftly. They were in an opulent hall on the top floor of the resort, surrounded by their well-trained bodyguards, all dressed in crisp black and grey suits, standing watch in silence.
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