The next morning—

Siya woke up and saw him.

Aarav was standing in front of the mirror, adjusting his watch.

For a moment, she just watched him.

He turned… and walked away.

Not even a single glance at her.

Siya didn’t say anything.

She just looked away and muttered its Okay…

Later, after breakfast, Aarav left for the office.

Siya was sitting in her room when her phone buzzed.she pick up the call it was from Raghav “Siya, everything is arranged,” he said. “My men will be there.”

“Okay,” she replied calmly.

“But I’m not coming alone. Paakhi will come with me.”siya added.

There was a pause.

“But why her?” Raghav asked.

Siya looked ahead, her tone steady.

“I don’t think I can come alone… and she has never been to a club. I want to fulfill that wish.”

Raghav sighed lightly.

“Fine.”

“This Friday,” Siya continued, “Aarav has a meeting. He won’t be in the city.”

“Okay… are you ready?” he asked.

Siya paused for a second.

“I’m ready.”

“Alright,” Raghav said.

She hung up.

Siya walked to the window and looked outside.

But her mind wasn’t there.

It drifted back to him.

No teasing.

No arguments.

No concern.

Nothing.

She sighed softly, swallowing the strange heaviness in her chest.

Maybe… he doesn’t care anymore, she thought.

And somehow—

That bothered her more than anything.

Aarav was sitting in his office when Reshabh walked in.

“Sir… about this Friday—”

“I remember,” Aarav said calmly.

Reshabh nodded.

“Sir, our men are still digging. But I think… the enmity between the Mittals and the Singhanias is old.”

Aarav looked at him, his expression sharpening he said “Go on.”

“I’m not completely sure,” Reshabh continued carefully,

“but it feels like there was once a family connection between them… and later, it turned into enmity.”

Aarav went silent.

His mind started connecting pieces.

“Yes…” he said slowly.

“That kind of deep hatred doesn’t just appear. It’s either business rivalry… or something personal.”

Aarav gaze hardened.

“Find out everything,” he added. “I don’t want assumptions.”

“Yes, sir,” Reshabh nodded.

Meanwhile—

Siya walked into Paakhi’s room.

“Be ready this Friday,” she said casually. “We’re going out.”

Paakhi looked up, surprised.

“Really, bhabhi?”

Siya nodded. “Yes.”

“But bhai—”paakhi said.

Siya smirked slightly.

“This Friday, your brother will be out of the city. No problem. He’ll return the next morning.”

Paakhi’s face lit up and she said “Okay!”

Siya smiled faintly.

“Now come… let’s decide the dresses.”

Her tone was light.

But her eyes held something else entirely.

A plan.

Reshabh stepped forward.

“Sir… about that person—”

Aarav immediately looked up.

“His name is Raghav,” Reshabh continued.

“He’s a big dealer, has connections in multiple countries… and—” he hesitated slightly,

“he was ma’am’s college friend.”

Aarav’s expression hardened.

“Intelligent… handsome…” Reshabh added unknowingly.

Aarav shot him a sharp glare.

Reshabh froze.

“…I’ll stop,” reshabh muttered quietly.

Aarav looked away, his jaw tightening.

Raghav.

Handsome. Intelligent. Close to Siya.

Too close.

And Aarav didn’t like it.

Not one bit.

It wasn’t anger.

It was something else.

Something heavier.

Jealousy.

Seeing Aarav expression Reshabh cleared his throat.

“Sir… the bike has arrived. You can start learning.”

Aarav paused.

A bike.

The very thing he had always avoided.

The very thing he never liked.

But then—

He remembered her voice.

“I love bikes… and their riders.”

A brief silence.

Then—

“Okay,” Aarav said simply.

Reshabh nodded and left.

But reshabh knew aarav very well.

Aarav Goenka never rode bikes.

In fact, he hated them.

But now…

Just because Siya liked them—

Aarav had ordered one.

And he was going to learn it.

Not to show off.

Not to impress.

But quietly.

Just for her.

Akhil was sitting on the couch, talking on the phone with his fiancée.

The atmosphere was calm.

Until—

Raj entered.

Akhil quickly ended the call.

“Raj… what now?” he asked.

Raj’s expression was cold and he said “Now… direct attack.”

Akhil raised an eyebrow.

Raj added “But make it look like an accident.”

Akhil nodded slowly.

“Okay. But not now.”

Raj frowned.“Why?”

Akhil leaned back slightly.

“First let my engagement happen peacefully.”

Akhil exhaled.

“We already eliminated the man who was helping the Goenkas.”

A pause.

“I don’t want unnecessary chaos right now. They are powerful too.”

Raj sighed in frustration.

Akhil continued calmly,

“None of them is running anywhere. We have time.”

Then Akhil expression darkened slightly.

“Our main revenge is already done anyway…”

He looked at Raj.

“…we killed the man responsible for our father’s death.”

Silence fell between them.

Akhil leaned back slightly and said,

“… you already killed Rajveer Singhania—our father’s murderer.”

Akhil paused, then added,

“And even his only son… just to erase their existence.”

Raj turned his face away, his jaw clenching.

“But still,I thought sometimes” Akhil continued, more seriously now,

“you shouldn’t have challenged the Goenkas.”

A brief silence.

Then Akhil shrugged lightly.“But it’s fine… we’re already on our way to teach them a lesson.”

Raj didn’t respond.

The tension lingered.

Akhil suddenly changed his tone, a faint smile appearing.

“Anyway… come with me for shopping today. For the engagement.”

Raj looked at him.

For a moment, he said nothing.

Then—

he gave a small nod.

Meanwhile—

Siya and Paakhi were in the room.

Siya held up a dress.

“Your outfit for Friday is decided.”

Paakhi smiled excitedly.

“But what about yours?”

Siya paused, glancing at her reflection.

“Hm…”

“You’ll look pretty in anything, bhabhi,” Paakhi said cheerfully.

Siya smiled faintly.

“It’s going to be fun, right?” Paakhi added.

Siya looked at her.

For a moment… her expression softened.

Then she turned her face away.

Fun?

No.

Siya wasn’t going there to enjoy.

She was going there for something else.

Something far more dangerous.

Her plan.

Her revenge.

Aarav returned to the mansion.

As usual, he walked straight to his room.

Siya looked up the moment he entered.

But he didn’t even glance at her.

He walked past her… as if she wasn’t even there.

And turned to leave again.

“Aarav—”

He stopped.

For a second, there was silence.

“When will you return on Friday?” she asked, trying to sound normal.

“Your meeting… right?”

“Saturday,” he replied shortly.

“That’s it.”

No explanation.

No extra words.

He walked away.

Siya stood there for a moment.

Then slowly turned her face away.

She didn’t say anything.

But something inside her shifted.

Later—

She lay down on the bed, staring blankly ahead.

Her gaze drifted to the couch.

Aarav was already there.

Sleeping.

On the same couch… as always.

But now—

There was a distance.

Not physical.

Something else.

Something heavier.

She sighed softly and turned her face away.

He was ignoring her now.

And for the first time—

She couldn’t bear it.

But her ego…

her stubbornness…

and most of all—

Her revenge—

Held her back.

Stopping her from saying even a single word.