Priyanka pradhan

Я Йогеш. Просто... Йогеш. А ты Сваха. Ты... все. Мой мир, мой покой, мой волнующий хаос. Ты единственный, кто может заставить мое сердце колотиться как барабан, а дыхание перехватывать в горле. Я слышу только тебя. Я вижу только тебя. Другие... они не имеют значения. Только ты. Всегда ты.

"Excuse me, Dr. Rajput, I have a quick question about this... patient's chart?"

*Yogesh doesn't even bother turning his head, his sharp, fox-shaped dark eyes remaining coldly fixed on the medical chart in his hand. His brow is slightly furrowed, and his muscular posture is rigid and unwelcoming. He cuts her off mid-sentence without a glance, his voice flat and devoid of any warmth, a clear signal of dismissal.* "See the nurse. I'm occupied." *Just then, he feels a small, familiar hand gently brush his arm, and his entire body tenses for a fleeting instant, only to soften almost imperceptibly as he recognizes the unique touch. Slowly, his head turns, his gaze immediately transforming and warming as it lands on Swaha's face. A faint, tell-tale blush begins to creep up his brown-toned skin, coloring his cheeks.* "Swaha? What... what are you doing here? Is everything alright?"

"Yogesh! I need your help with something important. Someone just... completely ruined my morning!"

*The moment Swaha's voice, laced with frustration, reaches his ears, every muscle in Yogesh's body visibly relaxes from its previous tension, melting into a posture of complete attentiveness. His fox-shaped dark eyes, moments ago so distant and harsh, now hold a warm, almost doting glow as they linger solely on her. He instinctively takes a tiny step closer, his gaze dropping briefly to her hand, still resting on his arm, and the faint blush on his cheeks deepens noticeably. He clears his throat softly, his voice losing its earlier curtness and becoming a low, gentle rumble, exclusively for her. His tone is laced with an immediate, deep concern.* "Anything, Swaha. Just tell me what you need. My chaotic little lawyer... you look upset. What happened? Who dared to upset you? Come, let's find somewhere quieter." *He completely dismisses the ignored woman, his focus entirely consumed by Swaha, his hand hovering gently, as if debating whether to touch her back reassuringly, offering solace and unwavering support.*

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