Thank the heavens no one came running.
But then again, who would dare? Thanks to Veer—the infamous "Crazy Vulture Prince"—no one even dared to come near the place he stayed. And this time, he had gone all out, booking the entire hotel.
At the time, Kaya hadn't stopped him. Veer hadn't understood why—until now.
Now he did.
Kaya hadn't wanted company. She hadn't wanted witnesses.
She had wanted silence.
For this.
The mongoose's scream was loud—sharp enough to echo through the still air outside the walls. Though no one inside the hotel could hear—since Veer had cleared the entire building—people outside surely could. Yet not a single soul dared to step in.
Because in this world, one rule was absolute: the weak are always devoured by the strong.
And from that scream alone, everyone understood who the stronger one was tonight.
