Vihaan's eyes narrowed. "We'll do more than that. We'll find out who this stalker is and put a stop to it."

Reyansh nodded in agreement. "Yeah, we can't just sit back and do nothing."

Ruhi shook her head. "No, just keeping an eye on her is enough for now. Let's not do anything; Samaira does not want to reveal anything, and I am sure there must be a reason..."

Vihaan and Reyansh exchanged a look and then nodded in agreement; they knew what they were going to do.

Just then, Samaira came back with Amyra and Ahaan. "What's going on?" Samaira asked, looking at Ruhi and Vihaan curiously.

Ruhi smiled. "Nothing, Samaira. Let's just go downstairs and see what Vikram Uncle wants."

All of them walked downstairs together. When they reached the living room, they saw everyone already seated.

Nalini smiled and said, "Alright, kids, sit down."

Everyone sat down, looking curious. Nalini continued, "As you all know, Amyra and Ahaan's engagement is this month. Before we start the rituals for any marriage, we need to go to our kuldevi mandir to seek the goddess's blessings."

Vikram said, "We are going to Banaras. Our kuldevi mandir is located there, and it's a beautiful place."

Nalini smiled and said, "And the kuldevi mandir we will be visiting is the Mata Durga Mandir."

Vandana told everyone, "We will be taking our private jet to Varanasi airport. It's the most convenient way to travel, as it can take up to 16 to 17 hours by any other way."

Nalini clapped her hands together. "Alright, everyone! We need to pack our things. We will be leaving in two hours."

She then handed out some packages to everyone. "Also, I got you all something to wear to the mandir."

She called out Vandana first and gave her a beautiful purple saree. "Your favorite color, Vanu."

"Aww, thank you, Didi," Vandana said excitedly.

"Amyra, come here, baccha," she said, giving a beautiful, bright red saree to Amyra.

"Samaira, Ruhi, you both also come. Why are you standing so far away? I didn’t know which colors you both liked, so I got my favorites for you both." She gave two beautiful sarees to Samaira and Ruhi, who smiled in gratitude.

"Nitu, here is your saree." She gave a saree to Nitya.

Then she called out Vikram, who gave all the sets of kurta and dhoti to all the men of the house.

Rajeev said mischievously, "If any of you can't wear a dhoti, come to me or Bhai, but don't make yourself embarrassed by not tying it properly."

"Okay, Papa, Chachu," Ahaan, Vihaan, and Reyansh said.

Nalini smiled. "I want you all to wear these to the mandir. It's a special occasion. It's been years since we went to our kuldevi mandir."

Everyone nodded, excited to wear their new outfits.

Nitya looked at her watch. "We should get going. We have to pack and leave in two hours."

Nalini nodded. "Yes, let's hurry up. We don't want to be late."

The group went back to their rooms, each person rushing to pack their bags and get ready for the trip to Varanasi.

Meanwhile, Agastya arrived at the Oberoi Palace, looking tired and weak. He was wearing all black, but anyone who saw him close by could notice his clothes were drenched.

He silently went towards his room, which was opposite Nitya's room, and tried to be as quiet as possible. If anyone got to know that he was injured, they all would get worried for nothing.

He removed his shirt and saw blood coming out from his abdomen, where there was a fresh knife wound. He tried to clean up when suddenly his room's door burst open, and he turned around to see Nitya; her face was covered in excitement, which turned into concern when she saw the wound on his abdomen.

Nitya's eyes widened as she saw the blood seeping out of the deep wound in Agastya's abdomen. "Agastya, what the hell happened to you?"

Agastya winced in pain because of the movement as he tried to cover up the wound from Nitya and said, "It's nothing, Jhansi ki Rani. Just a minor scratch."

But Nitya was not in the mood to argue; she looked at him with dark eyes that clearly reflected anger and asked, "Agastya! I can see that it's a deep wound. Who did this to you?!"

Agastya knew better than to lie to Nitya, especially when she got angry. He took a deep breath and explained, sometimes wincing in between, as Nitya helped him remove his shirt and pressed the wound to stop the blood from flowing. "Since Ahaan was not in the city, I went to handle some business associates. But unknown to me, they tried to attack me. During the fight, I got this injury."

Nitya's expression turned even darker. "I'm calling Ahaan Bhaiya," she said, her voice cold and murderous. "And don't even think about going against me. You're not going anywhere until Bhaiya gets here and sees this and you are treated."

Agastya nodded weakly, knowing better than to argue with Nitya when she was angry. He watched as she went out of the room to call Ahaan.

"Bhaiya, it's me," Nitya said, her voice monotone. "You need to come out right now. Your stupid best friend has come home injured."

Ahaan's room's door opened, and he stepped out, along with Amyra, both looking concerned. "What's wrong, Nitya?" he asked.

"Agastya happened," Nitya said, her voice serious. "He's in his room."

Ahaan's expression turned dark, and he ran to Agastya's room, opening it widely, and saw his only best friend lying on the bed, groaning in pain as his clothes were covered in blood and his face and hands had multiple injuries.

Agastya moved his eye towards the door and saw his best friend standing there, but his eyes widened in shock when he saw Amyra looking worried and standing beside him. He tried to get up to touch Amyra's feet, but Amyra stopped him, laying him down instead.

"Agastya, no! You're heavily injured. You need to sit quietly on the bed and get treatment; don't try to make it worse," Amyra said. She was not Amyra right now but Dr. Amyra, who made sure that her patients got the right treatment.

Agastya hesitated, but Amyra's tone left no room for argument. He quietly lay down.

Amyra started wiping excess blood and, without looking away, said, "Nitya, can you please call Samaira and Ruhi in here, please?" Nitya nodded and rushed out to call Samaira and Ruhi.

Meanwhile, Amyra asked Ahaan, "You have a hospital wing in the mansion, right? Once we have bandaged the wound, take him there."

Agastya said, "It's okay, Bhabhi, you don't need to worry; it's just a minor injury."

"Who is the doctor? You or me?" Amyra said in a stern tone.

"You... Bhabhi..." Agastya said, scared.

"Great... Good that you know what this means. I will decide what you will do for now. Be happy I am treating you. Ruhi would have taped your mouth, making sure you didn't speak a word."

Just then, the door opened, and Ruhi and Samaira walked in, followed by Reyansh and Vihaan. "What's going on?" Ruhi asked, her eyes scanning the room.

Amyra looked up, her hands still cleaning Agastya's wound. "Agastya's been injured. I'm just cleaning and dressing his wounds."

Ruhi's eyes widened in concern. "Do you need any help, Amyra?" she asked.

Amyra nodded. "Actually, yes. Ruhi, can you help me clean these other cuts on his face?"

Ruhi nodded and stepped forward, taking a cotton swab and antiseptic solution from Amyra.

Reyansh, meanwhile, started helping Amyra clean and dress Agastya's other injuries. Vihaan, Ahaan, Samaira, and Nitya helped with whatever the three doctors asked, handing them bandages, antiseptic solution, and other medical supplies.

As they worked, Amyra asked Agastya, "So, what happened? Who did this to you?"

Agastya hesitated, but Amyra's firm tone left no space for challenge. He explained, "I went to handle some business associates, but they tried to attack me, taking advantage of Ahaan's absence. I fought back, but I got injured."

Amyra's expression turned grim, but she said nothing, focusing instead on treating Agastya's wounds.

As they worked, the room fell silent.

After treating Agastya, they all sat down on the couches and bed as Amyra introduced Samaira and Ruhi to Agastya. Ahaan told him about Samaira, Vihaan, Amyra, and Ruhi being classmates in school, which brought a mischievous glint to his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

As they chatted, Vihaan and Reyansh sat down next to Agastya, examining his injuries. "You're lucky to have gotten out of there alive," Vihaan said, shaking his head.

Reyansh nodded in agreement. "Yes, they were trying to take advantage of Bhaiya's absence."

Agastya nodded, wincing in pain. "I know. I was careless to go there alone. But I didn't expect them to attack me like that."

Ahaan's eyes turned red with anger. "We'll take care of it, Agastya. You just focus on getting better."

"You killed them, didn't you? They shouldn't be left alive. People like these create problems for you and everyone in the future," Samaira said in a no-nonsense tone, shocking everyone except Amyra and Ruhi, who knew what was happening.

"Umm... I..." Agastya looked at everyone for help.

"Don't. We know everything about Ahaan Jiju's work. Do you really think we would let Amyra get married without knowing anything about you all? We two might be the only doctors, but you guys are forgetting Samaira. Ahaan Jiju already told us about the mafia work; the rest we found ourselves," Ruhi said in a serious tone.

"You were stalking us?" Reyansh asked, shocked and a little angered.

"Wrong words... we were not stalking you; we were making sure that the family into which our best friend is marrying is capable of keeping her happy and safe or not," Ruhi said in the same tone.

Everyone looked at the two worriedly. Samaira and Amyra knew that Ruhi wouldn't take this lightly, and everyone else knew that Reyansh didn't like someone invading his privacy.

Ahaan stepped forward, his voice calm and authoritative. "That's enough. Let's not fight about this right now. Agastya needs rest, and we can discuss this later."

Reyansh and Ruhi glared at each other, but Ahaan's words broke the tension. They both took a deep breath and nodded, sitting down quietly.

Ahaan turned to Reyansh. "Rey, I know you're upset, but whatever Ruhi and Samaira did, it's not completely wrong. After knowing about my work as a mafia, anyone would be worried. They just wanted to make sure that everyone here treats Amyra right."

Reyansh's expression softened slightly, and he nodded. "I understand, Ahaan bhaiya. But they should have talked to us about it instead of snooping around."

Ruhi said in a calm but firm voice, "See, we didn't mean to invade your privacy or something. Trust me, we have no interest in any of your personal life, but if you think we would let Amyra marry someone without even checking about the family, then sorry to burst your bubble, but we won't."

Samaira said to Ahaan in an apologetic tone, but she was stern with her words: "Jiju, you are in the mafia; death is always lurking around you and your family, and after marriage, they would target Amyra also. I know it sounds bad, but that's the reality. We should at least know that you are capable of protecting her or not. You already know Amyra's family didn't really accept your relationship in the beginning. I am sure you wouldn't want them to think that you can't keep their daughter safe."

After hearing Ruhi and Samaira, Reyansh realized that he was wrong; he didn't think from their point of view. They were right, marrying into his family is not as good as it sounds.

The tension in the room slowly dissipated as they all sat in silence. After some time, Amyra decided to break the silence and prescribed some medicine to Agastya, and they all resumed talking.

As they all sat talking and chatting, Nitya got up to get some water from the snack corner.

As she walked back towards the bed, suddenly her feet got caught in the carpet, and she tripped, spilling water all over Agastya's bed.

Agastya said teasingly, "Jhansi ki Rani, you're going to be the death of me."

Nitya looked at her hands in disbelief, which were still holding the jug, and then at the bed.

Vihaan teased his sister, "Don't think much; we will just add it to the list of the things you are good at. For example, causing destruction."

Nitya whined and said, "Vihaan bhai, that's not fair. I'm not always clumsy."

Agastya sat up, wincing in pain, and asked Nitya, "Are you sure, Jhansi ki Rani?"

Nitya pouted dramatically as everyone laughed.

After some time, everyone went to their room to get dressed for the flight.

Almost an hour passed, and now everyone was downstairs, completing last-minute tasks.

Nalini was talking with security and the drivers of each car, making sure everything was in line and the security was ready.

Vandana was talking to the workers of the house and hospital regarding how everything should be handled in their absence.

Vikram and Rajeev were both making sure that all the business-related things were handled and cleared out.

"Alright, everyone! Let's get going!" Nalini called out to everyone after all the drivers and the head of security went away.

Everyone went out and walked towards their designated cars.

The first four cars were accompanied by security teams, the same as the last ten cars.

In the first car sat Nalini and Vikram, their seat separated with a glass from the front where the driver and the security sat.

"Do you think Samaira is the girl Vihaan has been in love with for the last 14 years?" Vikram looked at Nalini with curiosity.

Nalini smiled knowingly and said, "I am sure she is! You should observe the way he looks at her. It's like he is watching his favorite thing in the world."

Vikram nodded. "I did notice. I remember him talking about her even when he was young."

"Oh yeah, I remember that too. He said he will surely marry her when he grows up. I thought as time passed, he would forget her, but now that I see them together, our boy is too much in love with her to forget her."

Nalini responded, "I hope she accepts him. I still remember when he got the letter of her rejection; he didn't leave the room for a month."

Meanwhile, in the second car, Rajeev and Vandana were flirting with each other.

"You look so beautiful every day that I can't help but fall in love with you again and again, sweetheart," said Rajeev in a flirty voice.

Vandana tugged on his muffler, pulling him towards her, and said, "Flattery will get you everywhere, Mr. Oberoi. But you know I'm not that easy to impress."

"Oh really?" He leaned closer, bumping his nose into hers.

"Okay, that's a start," she grinned. "Tell me more before I start doubting your sincerity!"

"Is it working?" Rajeev wiggled his eyebrows dramatically.

"Sure, keep it coming," she replied, smirking. "But don't think you're off the hook for forgetting our anniversary last month!"

"Oh no, not that again!" Rajeev feigned horror as he clutched his chest dramatically. "I'll make it up to you, I promise. How about a weekend getaway, just the two of us, once we're back?"

"Now that's a good proposal," she conceded, her eyes sparkling.

In the third car, Ahaan, Amyra, Agastya, and Nitya settled into their seats together. The chatter among them was casual but filled with warmth.

"Seriously though, don't forget the water this time. You might drown someone!" she joked, causing Nitya to turn red.

"Very funny, Amyra bhabhi. Maybe I'll get the whole jug next time and really soak everyone!" Nitya laughed back, her earlier embarrassment forgotten.

In the last car, Samaira and Vihaan sat together, their body language relaxed yet electric. Ruhi and Reyansh were in the back seat, looking at Samaira and Vihaan stealing glances at each other.

"So, how have you been all these years?" Vihaan asked in a soft voice.

"Busy, mostly. Work, life, it gets overwhelming sometimes," Samaira replied. "But I guess some things are worth the wait."

"Yeah, like reconnecting after all this time," he said, his gaze steady. "I didn't forget any of the moments we shared, you know. I mean... I..."

Ruhi and Reyansh stayed silent, not interrupting the two, as they drove towards the private airport, only for the Oberois.

As the fleet of cars stopped inside the private airport, security stepped out of their vehicles first, swiftly moving to ensure that everything was in order before the family members stepped out. The sun shone brightly overhead, casting a warm glow everywhere.

Nalini was the first to exit. Straightening her blazer and looking around, she said in a firm and authoritative voice, "Alright, everyone, remember to stay close as we go through security."

Vikram stepped out and stood beside her, already scanning the area. "Let's make this as quick as possible. We want to get Agastya comfortable as soon as we board."

One by one, the rest of the family stepped out of their cars, laughter and casual chatter breaking the silence. As they approached the check-in area, Agastya leaned heavily on Vihaan's shoulder, trying not to react because of the pain.

"Just wait for some more time, bhaiya; we'll get you sorted out in no time," Vihaan said, offering him a reassuring smile.

Reyansh walked next to them, his brow furrowed with concern, and said, "Here we go, just a quick check, and we'll be on our way."

The group moved efficiently through the security check, each member flashing their passes. Nitya hurried along with them and went towards Agastya to hold him softly.

Once cleared, the family members made their way towards the sleek, massive private jet.

As they approached, the size of the aircraft seemed even more impressive up close, gleaming in the sunlight.

"It's beautiful!" Amyra exclaimed excitedly.

"Only the best for you," Ahaan replied, putting his arm around her affectionately and kissing her forehead.

"Let's get on board!" Nalini said, leading the way up the stairs to the entrance. Inside, the spacious cabin was lavishly decorated, fitted with plush seating and elegant finishes. Velvet curtains adorned the windows, and the ambient lighting made the space feel cozy.

Once everyone settled down, Agastya was assisted by Vihaan and Reyansh as they guided him toward a small private bedroom area in the back of the jet where he could rest.