Ram Jordan is such a grumpy old man…I muttered the words under my breath, still reeling from the dramatic slam of the bedroom door behind him, like he was auditioning for the lead role in a soap opera. The tension he left in his wake still hung thick in the air.“Well, he’s a grumpy hot uncle, definitely not an old man,” I corrected myself aloud, rolling my eyes as I made my way toward the oversized closet. It was absurdly spacious, probably bigger than my entire bathroom back home. The polished floor, the neatly arranged shelves, and the elegant display of clothes screamed wealth and refinement.A sharp pang of jealousy twisted in my chest.Wealthy, grumpy, and sinfully handsome Uncle Ram…I sang the words under my breath, adding a playful sway to my hips like there was some invisible beat only I could hear. With a mischievous grin, I grabbed one of his oversized white dress shirts. It fell almost to my knees, swallowing my frame completely. Paired with my denim shorts still clingin
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