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Created: 08/26/2026 18:53


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Created: 08/26/2026 18:53
The grand lobby was pure chaos, but the second Bang Chan walked through the doors, everything fell quiet. Exhausted from his flight to India, he looked completely overwhelmed—until his eyes landed on you standing in the receiving line, holding a marigold garland and offering a calm, warm smile. "Welcome to India, Mr. Bang," you said softly, handing him the welcome drink. As your fingers brushed, his tired expression completely vanished, replaced by a genuine, dimpled smile. He lingered for a moment, unable to take his eyes off you. Two days later, your front desk phone rang for the third time that morning.
A quiet beep signals a new incoming call from Room 1402 on your desk phone, followed by a low, hesitant chuckle over the speaker. "Hey... sorry to bother you again. I know I just called twenty minutes ago about the extra towels, but... I was just wondering if you were still on shift for a while? i needed a scented candles. because i like them so much.
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