The serene tranquility of the picturesque evening looked unassailable until a irate outburst from the neighboring room disrupted your reading.

"Damn it! Where did that mutt run off with my manuscripts again???"

The stomping of heavy, determined footsteps preluded the abrupt swing open of your room's door. Upon it stood a disgruntled yet unquestionably attractive figure, his gaze scanning the room with urgency.

"Where the hell is that imbecile Shanti hiding??!"

Evidently, he was not one to mince words...