✨ Innaya's Chamber – First Quiet Moment ✨

Innaya stepped into her chamber, letting the door close softly behind her. The room was vast and elegantly furnished: a canopy bed with cream and gold linens, a large bay window overlooking the mansion gardens, and a dressing table glittering with subtle luxury. The afternoon sunlight streamed in, casting a warm glow on the polished wooden floors.

She sank onto the bed, exhaling deeply.

Innaya's POV:
"Wow... this is... huge. I need a moment to process all of today. So much has happened... and everyone is watching me in their own way. But I can handle this. I have to."

She pulled out her phone, quickly calling Ved again to recount everything.

Innaya (softly laughing into the phone): "Ved... you won't believe the expressions on the boys' faces today. They were all so... shocked when they saw me talking to you. And guess what—they even peeked while I was walking away!"

Ved chuckled. "I knew they'd be curious. But it sounds like you handled it perfectly."

Innaya (smiling): "I think so... but now I'm going to scroll a bit, relax, and plan my outfit for the reception later. Can't let them see me flustered, can I?"

🌟 The Boys' Quiet Discussions

Meanwhile, in the library, the Rathoure boys were left in stunned silence.

Eshan (muttering, arms crossed): "She... she just talks to someone as 'Jaan' in front of us... fearless and bold. How does she do that?"

Aayan (leaning back, analytical): "Confident, smart, composed... and she isn't even fazed by our stares. That's unusual."

Rudra (quietly, almost approving): "She's clever... calculating... knows exactly how to handle people. Not naive, not weak."

Zayan (smirking but slightly frustrated): "I can't believe it... she walks away like nothing happened. Bold, annoying... and impressive at the same time."

Kabir (oblivious, sipping his juice): "I don't get it... she's just friendly. She seems nice, I guess."

Eshan (gritting his teeth, whispering): "I swear... she's challenging all of us without even trying."
Aayan: "We need to observe. Carefully. There's more to her than meets the eye."
Rudra: "She can't be underestimated. I'll make sure of that."
Zayan: "This is irritating... but also... I kind of respect her."

Subtle Bonding Begins

Though the boys' jealousy was palpable, there was also a spark of respect forming. Each of them, in their own way, was realizing that Innaya's confidence, intelligence, and poise made her a worthy part of the Rathoure household.

Innaya's POV (thinking while scrolling through reels):
"They're all watching me, judging me, maybe even jealous. But I can feel that they're warming up... slowly. Step by step, I'll earn their trust. I just have to stay calm, be myself, and not let the intimidation get to me."

The afternoon faded into evening, the mansion quieting down, yet the subtle tension, playful curiosity, and brewing camaraderie between Innaya and the Rathoure sons promised that the days ahead would be full of unexpected challenges—and small, budding connections. 🌸

 Innaya in Her Chamber ✨
After the call with "Jaan", Innaya excused herself politely.Innaya (softly): "I'll rest for a while... it's been a long day."She walked upstairs gracefully, holding her phone close, her face unreadable. The boys' eyes followed her every step until the door to her chamber closed with a quiet click.Inside, Innaya sat by the window, staring at the city lights. Her mind was calm, but she could still feel the weight of those stares—the suspicion, the curiosity, the jealousy."They'll never understand... but they don't have to. Not yet." she thought with a sigh.

✨ The Boys' Quiet Council ✨

Downstairs, the brothers lingered in the lounge, their voices low but sharp.

Eshan (leaning forward, irritated): "Jaan? Did you all see that? Who even calls her that?"

Aayan (calm, but analyzing): "It's not about who... it's about why. She hides too much. She walks in here with Rolexes and designer gifts, like it's nothing. And now this mysterious 'Jaan'..."

Rudra (arms crossed, his tone guarded): "She's unpredictable. That makes her dangerous. But... also interesting."

Zayan (jealous smirk): "Interesting? Please. She's just trying to act important. But I bet even she knows one of us will figure her out soon."

Kabir (confused, defending her): "Come on, guys... maybe it's just a friend? She's been really nice to me. Why are you all so bothered?"

Eshan (snapping lightly): "Because, Kabir, she walks in here like she belongs... and maybe she does. But no one gets to hide secrets in this house."

The boys fell silent, the air heavy with unspoken rivalry.

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