The first rays of the sun filtered through the curtains of the mountain villa, painting the room in a soft, warm light. Das stirred awake, the serene beauty of the morning view before him a stark contrast to the complexities of his life. The persistent ringing of his mobile broke the tranquility, pulling him back to reality.
Beside him, Luna and Sheela were still lost in slumber, because of last night's action they were fully drained. The naked bodies of Sheela and Luna embraced him in uneven angles. His little brother pressed between their soft thighs.
Carefully, Das reached for his phone, trying not to disturb them. The caller ID displayed General Harries Singh's name.
"Mr. Das, I apologize for the urgency, but we need you at the Mumbai airport in one hour. We're leaving for the peace meeting," General Singh's voice was apologetic yet firm.
Das, fully awake now, responded with his usual calmness. "Understood, General. I'll be there."
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