C89 New guest

Delhi had never felt this… alive.

The house was louder than usual.

Not in a chaotic way—but in that heavy, controlled silence that comes when powerful men sit in the same room.

Aisha noticed it the moment she walked into the living room that evening.

Three men.

All seated like they owned not just the room—but the air inside it.

Her mother stood near the doorway, slightly tense