"Bhaiya, don't try to get up by yourself; call us if necessary," Reyansh said, helping Agastya onto the bed while Vihaan adjusted the pillows for comfort.

"Thanks, guys. I really appreciate it," Agastya replied, a hint of gratitude in his voice despite the pain.

Nitya quickly entered the room, bringing the medical supplies in tow. "I brought your medicines; Bhabhi ordered them. It's for this week," she announced, moving to sit on the edge of the bed. She prepared the pills and water, her expression caring.

"Don't forget to cover him, Nitya," Vihaan said, pausing in the doorway to check on them.

"I won't," she replied, tucking the blanket around Agastya. "Just take these, and you'll feel better soon."

Once Agastya took the medicine, Nitya made sure he was snug under the blanket before excusing herself to join the others.

As she exited the room, she glanced around at the main cabin, noticing that a few spots remained. Her eyes darted towards one empty seat, far away from the gossiping clusters of family members, she quickly made her way to that space.

"Lucky me," she murmured, grateful to avoid any awkward conversations as she settled down.

In the meantime, Vihaan rejoined the main cabin just as Samaira was engaged in an animated conversation with Vandana. Noticing the only available seat next to Samaira, he slipped quietly into it, a gentle smile gracing his face.

"Hey, what's the topic?" he asked, attempting nonchalance as Samaira turned to acknowledge his presence.

She replied, her eyes brightening, "Aunty was just telling me some amusing family stories from her childhood."

Vandana caught Vihaan's gaze and raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at her lips. "Oh, you should hear how naughty Vihaan and Nitya were growing up! It's ironic that they turned out so normal!"

Everyone in the jet laughed, and Nitya, who had been sitting a little away, pretended to be offended. "Mumma! I was very well-behaved!" she called back, eliciting more giggles from the family.

Meanwhile, Reyansh, having settled down next to Ruhi, who was absorbed in a book, finally mustered the courage to speak. "So, are you enjoying your reading?"

Ruhi looked up, slightly startled. "Yep! Just starting a new chapter."

"Oh, I am sorry about the morning; I didn't mean to act like that to you and Samaira," Reyansh said, looking apologetic.

"It's okay; I am sorry too. I didn't behave any better," Ruhi said, closing her book, planning to read it later.

As conversations floated through the cabin, Amyra caught sight of Samaira and Vihaan engrossed in each other's company. She nudged Ahaan, raising her eyebrows suggestively. "Look at those two, lost in their world."

"Yeah," Ahaan chuckled and said, "They have a chemistry that's palpable. I wonder if anyone else notices."

"Everyone notices," Amyra responded, nodding. "It's like watching a romantic movie unfold in real life."

Vandana approached, overhearing their discussion. "You think they'll actually make a move this time, or is it just more of the same dance?"

"I'm not sure, Choti Maa," Ahaan replied, leaning back in his seat and crossing his arms thoughtfully. "But judging by the way they look at each other, I think they just might."

"The poor guy has been pining for her forever. It's about time something happens," Amyra remarked. "I don't know why Samaira even rejected him."

Across the cabin, Nitya watched the lively exchange between Samaira and Vihaan. "What's happening over there?" she murmured to herself.

Ruhi said animatedly, "They're totally into each other. Nothing could break that focus, not even an air vent blowing the wrong way."

Reyansh laughed lightly. "You think they make a good couple, huh?"

"Definitely. I mean, look at them, it’s just natural!" Ruhi said, unable to tear her gaze away.

Meanwhile, Vikram and Nalini sat further toward the front, engaging in casual conversation with Rajeev.

"I have to say, I didn't expect this trip to be so entertaining," Nalini said, chuckling. "It's nice to have lighter moments."

Rajeev feigned shock. "You mean you didn’t talk to me, Bhabhi-Maa? Come on, I was a ray of sunshine!"

"More like a mischievous troublemaker!" Vikram shot back with an easy smile. "I've seen your emotions that lead to disaster; don't kid yourself."

Meanwhile, Samaira and Vihaan discussed their old days. Samaira and Vihaan had been friends, while he hadn't had much interaction with Ruhi and Amyra because, despite being in the same class, they had different subjects and nothing in common to talk about.

While he and Samaira not only had the same subject but also some common group of friends.

They both were more reserved now compared to their old days. It was like they both had too much to say but didn’t know how to say it. It was both bitter and sweet, just like their reunion.

As the private jet began to descend towards the Varanasi airport, the atmosphere inside the cabin turned happy and excited. With everyone waiting for the jet to roll down on the runway, they finally got up and started gathering their belongings.

Soon, the jet door opened, and the family started getting down. They were greeted by a line of luxurious cars and heavy security, who all bowed to them.

Nitya was the first one to get down. She smiled, feeling the familiar nostalgic scent and warmth. She nodded at the guards and walked gracefully, her movements precise and dominant. Even though she was excited to meet her Dadi and Dadu, inside, she had to maintain the strict facade.

"Welcome to Varanasi, everyone!" Rajeev announced, his voice dripping with enthusiasm as he stepped down the stairs of the jet.

"Can't wait to see Dadu and Dadi!" Reyansh said, a smile decorating his face.

Once they had all gotten out of the jet and settled into their respective cars, they all again went into their playful mode. The drive to the haveli was filled with laughter and playful banter.

The roads were lined with the vibrancy of local markets, pedestrians, and a lot of small beautiful shops that sell the delicacies of Varanasi.

Soon, they all arrived at the haveli. They all quickly got out and saw their grandparents waiting for them with huge smiles. The Oberoi grandchildren ran towards them and were immediately welcomed by their beloved grandparents, Indrajit and Aradhya Oberoi.

"Look who has finally arrived!" Aradhya exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with delight as she stepped forward. With open arms, she embraced each family member, showering them with her warmth and affection as they all touched her feet and got her blessings.

"Dadu! Dadi! I missed you so much!" Nitya said, her voice muffled as she was enveloped in Dadi's warm embrace.

"Aww, my precious princess," Dadi kissed the top of her head lovingly.

"You all look fabulous!" Indrajit added, his gaze scanning the group, a hint of pride in his smile. "Have you all been keeping out of trouble?"

"Oh Papa!" Vandana laughed. "Trouble seems to follow us wherever we go!"

"Especially this bunch," Aradhya teased, her eyes twinkling as she playfully looked at her grandchildren. "But I am glad you're back; we need a little chaos in this haveli!"

After introducing Samaira and Ruhi to Aradhya and Indrajit, they all moved inside, where a delicious traditional-style lunch was placed for everyone, a delightful spread of traditional sweets, samosas, and chaats that filled the room with tempting aromas.

They all quickly washed their hands and settled down.

"Snack time!" Vihaan cheered. The family gathered around, savoring the flavors and sharing stories of their travels. Laughter echoed through the haveli.

While everyone enjoyed their snacks, Aradhya clapped her hands together, grabbing their attention. "Now that we're all here and well-fed," she began, "I have an important announcement!"

The room gradually quieted as she continued, "Tomorrow, all the ladies must keep a fast for their husbands and future husbands as part of a pooja tradition. So, I propose that we all sleep out in the aangan tonight, on the grounds, with pillows and mattresses. It'll be like old times!" Her eyes shifted to the concerned eyes of Ahaan, who was looking at Amyra. "And for my dear sons' grandsons, they can also keep fast for their wives and to-be wives," she said, winking to Ahaan, who smiled.

"Oh, how fun!" Amyra exclaimed, her eyes shining at the prospect of a family sleepover.

"It'll be perfect!" Ruhi agreed with an excited smile. "It's been so long since I had a sleepover like this!"

The younger generation could barely contain their excitement as they made plans for the night.

Nitya, however, noticed Agastya wincing slightly as he shifted in his seat. Concerned, she leaned closer.

"Are you okay?" she asked softly, her brow furrowing with worry.

"I'm fine, really, Jhansi ki Rani," Agastya assured her, though the pain was evident in his eyes. "Just tired. You should focus on having fun tonight."

Nitya shook her head, unconvinced. "You need to let us take care of you. It's not every day we're here in the haveli," she insisted, gently placing a hand on his arm. "Let me help you."

"Honestly, I'd rather you enjoy this," Agastya replied, a small smile creeping onto his face as he appreciated her caring nature. "But thank you, Jhansi ki Rani. You can check on me later."

After everyone changed into comfortable clothes, the family sprawled across the large aangan, the open space adorned with soft mattresses and colorful pillows. With the sky painted in hues of pink and purple, the atmosphere was inviting and full of warmth.

"Now, come closer, my lovely girls!" Dadi beckoned, patting the space beside her. "Let's talk! You know I have plenty of interesting tales to tell."

The ladies gathered around her eagerly, while the men settled a little farther away, exchanging their own light-hearted talks.

"Dadi ji," Samaira said, leaning against her with a smile, "tell us about your love story."

"Oh, but that is a story for the ages!" Dadi chuckled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Your Dadu was a charming rascal back then. I could hardly keep my heart safe from that boy; every lady was behind him, but I made sure that he would only be mine!"

Everyone burst into laughter. Dada gave a light-hearted shake of his head. "Careful, you'll spill all my secrets!"

Amidst the laughter and teasing, Ahaan found himself sitting beside Amyra on the colorful blanket. He leaned a bit closer, their shoulders brushing as he pinched her waist lightly, startling her.

"Stop it, Ahaan; everyone is here," Amyra said, blushing.

"So what? You are my wifey; can't I even touch you?" Ahaan said with a smirk.

"Of course, hubby, you can," she said, making Ahaan blush profusely. This was the first time she called him hubby.

"Look in front," said Amyra, and Ahaan looked and saw his Dadi looking at them with teasing smirks, startling him as he swiftly removed his hand from Amyra's waist, making her laugh.

"Looks like someone is so desperate to be with his wifey, right, Ahaan beta?" Dadi said, which made everyone look at Ahaan and Amyra, and now they were the center of attention, making them get up and run to the garden.

Everyone laughed, looking at them as Aradhya and Indrajit smiled, watching the young ones so in love.

As the laughter and teasing continued, Aradhya's gaze fell upon Agastya, who was looking sleepy.

"Agastya beta, why don't you sleep for a bit?" Aradhya suggested, her voice soft with concern. "Do you want to sleep in your room or here with everyone?"

Agastya smiled weakly. "I'll stay here with everyone, Dadi ji."

Vihaan immediately got up. "Agastya bhai, wait a minute. We'll set up your mattress so you can lie down comfortably."

Reyansh joined Vihaan, and together they arranged a comfortable bed for Agastya. Ruhi got up and walked over to them.

"We should change your dressing and check your wounds first, Agastya bhaiya," Ruhi said, her eyes scanning Agastya's injured abdomen.

Agastya nodded, hearing Ruhi calling him bhaiya, and Ruhi asked Samaira to bring her medical kit. Samaira nodded and headed off to fetch the supplies.

The elders watched with smiles as Ruhi and Reyansh tended to Agastya's wounds. Vandana and Nalini praised Ruhi and Samaira quietly to Indrajit and Aradhya.

"Ruhi is a cardiologist; she is really calm and composed," Vandana said, her eyes shining with pride.

Nalini nodded in agreement. "And Samaira is always so level-headed and helpful. She is one of the very few self-made billionaires."

Vikram and Rajeev, who were sitting nearby, overheard the conversation and nodded in agreement.

"Ruhi and Samaira are indeed very capable young women," Vikram said, a hint of pride in his voice.

Rajeev smiled. "They came here with Amyra as her best friends only, but treat everyone like family."

Indrajit smiled, his eyes twinkling with pride. "They both are going to be very brilliant in the future. From my years of experience, I know who is capable of handling what. And they are really strong-willed."

Aradhya nodded in agreement. "I can see our son chose the perfect girl for him, and she has brought only love and happiness with herself."

Just then, a guard entered the aangan, approaching Indrajit. "Dadaji, we have received a gift for Ms. Samaira."

The guard held out a bouquet of black and red roses, along with a box. Everyone's eyes turned to Samaira, who got up and walked towards the guard.

"Thank you," Samaira said, taking the bouquet and box from the guard.

After the guard left, Samaira turned to Ruhi, looking puzzled. "Who would send me a gift here, that too like this?"

Rajeev's expression turned concerned. "Samaira bacche, anything wrong?"

Samaira shook her head. "I don't know, uncle. No one knows I was coming here to Varanasi with you all. I wasn't able to inform Mummy Papa either, then who would send me a gift here?"

Ruhi's eyes narrowed. "Samaira, open it here only."

Samaira looked at Ruhi with bewildered eyes but began to open the gift. As she opened the box, a shriek left her mouth, and the box and bouquet dropped from her hands.

Everyone's eyes widened in shock as they rushed to Samaira's side.

"Samaira, what's wrong?" Aradhya asked, her voice laced with concern.

As Vihaan picked up the box from the floor, a sense of foreboding settled over the group. He carefully lifted the lid, and a shocked gasp left everyone's mouth as a letter covered in blood was revealed.

Vihaan's eyes turned dark and angry as he began to read the letter aloud:

"Dear love,

You should've never ignored me. How can you ignore your one and only to-be husband? You are only mine, and I will make sure of it, that I am the only one who is able to touch you, kiss you... f..."

Vihaan's voice trailed off as he crushed the letter in his hands, his face twisted in rage. The group was stunned into silence, their faces red with shock and anger.

Aradhya's eyes widened in horror. "Who could have sent this?" she whispered.

Rajeev's face darkened. "We'll find out, and we'll make sure they pay for this."

Vandana's voice trembled. "This is... this is disgusting."

Nalini's eyes flashed with anger. "We won't let anyone harm Samaira. Don't worry, baccha."

Samaira stood frozen, her eyes fixed on the crushed letter in Vihaan's hand. Her face was pale, but her eyes didn't have the fear as everyone thought—they were red, but with anger and revenge.

Ruhi quickly went to Samaira's side and saw the box on the floor. She noticed another letter inside and took it out, her eyes scanning the contents. She read it in a low voice, but due to the silence, her voice was still clear to everyone.

"You know, I am so in love with you that I will make sure that whoever comes near you is killed. That man who tried to come near you is also dead. Wanna see? Check the news."

Samaira's eyes widened, and she rushed towards the TV, quickly switching it on. The news headline made her blood run cold:

"A man named Mihir Singh, who is the owner of a club, was found dead at 4 a.m. in his cabin where he used to keep small underage girls who were forced to be bar dancers in his club."

Ruhi looked at Samaira with shock, her eyes wide with horror. Reyansh asked, "Who is he?"

Samaira's voice was steady, but her eyes flashed with anger. "He's the bar owner. I was suspicious of his bar after one of my employees told me she had seen very small girls working in that bar. So, I went to the bar with my men, but he tried to misbehave with me. I beat him, and he was admitted to the hospital, but not enough to kill him."

The room fell silent. The only sound was the news anchor's voice in the background. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Samaira, shock and admiration written on their faces.

Vihaan's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in anger. "We'll find out who did this," he growled.

But Samaira's eyes seemed to say something else, something that sent a chill down Ruhi's spine, and she knew what was coming.

Samaira walked outside, followed closely by Ruhi. The cool night air seemed to do little to calm Samaira's rage.

Meanwhile, back in the aangan, Vihaan's eyes gleamed with a fierce intensity as he pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

"I'm taking back my position in Dark Devils," he said, his voice low and deadly.

The room fell silent, with everyone's eyes fixed on Vihaan in shock. Agastya's eyes widened, and he sat up straight, despite his injuries.