Welcome to the Storm of Hearts & Secrets ✨

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Innaya and Ved had quietly left for her chamber, the soft click of the door echoing in the grand hall. The Rathoure boys remained, frozen in place, the air thick with a mixture of shock, frustration, and simmering jealousy.

Eshan's fists clenched, jaw tight, as he finally broke the silence.
Eshan (gritting his teeth):
"Did you see her? Not even flinching... not a single reaction. She's like ice. And Ved... she lets him touch her hand, but not us!"

Zayan's eyes narrowed, voice dripping with venom.
Zayan:
"She's not supposed to play favorites. That was our moment—our attention—and she just... hands it to some outsider. That's unacceptable."

Aayan ran a hand through his hair, pacing slightly.
Aayan:
"Unbelievable. And the way she walks away so calmly... she knows exactly what she's doing. She's making us react. She's... she's provoking us."

Rudra, leaning against the wall with arms crossed, spoke quietly but sharply, his tone cutting through the tension.
Rudra:
"Provoking? Maybe. Or maybe she doesn't care about our opinions at all. She's untouchable right now, and we... we look like fools standing here."

Kabir, always the most expressive, kicked lightly at the rug in frustration.
Kabir:
"I mean... come on! That hand... the way she just let Ved... and didn't even blink at the pain. How is that even possible?"

Eshan slammed his palm against the marble floor, leaning forward.
Eshan:
"It's infuriating! She's ours too, but she's already showing us... she doesn't need us. And the way she's calm... I hate it. I really do."

Zayan's jaw tightened as he muttered under his breath.
Zayan:
"Safe, unbothered... untouchable... and we're supposed to just... accept it?"

Aayan smirked bitterly, a dark humor in his eyes.
Aayan:
"Accept it? No, we can't. Not yet. She needs to understand—she belongs here. With us. Not acting all untouchable."

Rudra finally stepped forward, voice icy.
Rudra:
"She's playing a game none of us know the rules to. And I don't like being on the sidelines. None of us do."

Kabir sighed, running a hand through his hair, half in frustration, half in disbelief.
Kabir:
"She's... something else. I can't even describe it. Strong, fearless, unbothered... it's maddening, but... also... she's amazing. Ugh."

Eshan muttered, almost to himself, eyes fixed on the closed chamber door.
Eshan:
"Amazing... yeah... but I hate that word right now. I hate that she makes us feel... weak."

The boys exchanged tense glances, unspoken words hanging in the air. A silent agreement seemed to form among them: Innaya's presence was more than a disruption—it was a challenge. Each of them, in their own way, burned with a desire to understand her, to be acknowledged by her, to stake their place in her world.

The Rathoure mansion, grand and regal, felt smaller somehow, its vast corridors echoing with their jealousy, frustration, and unspoken obsession, the storm of emotions far from settling.

🌙 Innaya's Chamber – Late Night 🌙

Ved stood quietly near the door, eyes scanning Innaya to ensure she was comfortable after the day's chaos. Her hand was bandaged, her fever slightly under control, yet his protective instincts refused to leave her alone.

Ved (softly):
"Good night, Innaya. Try to sleep now."

Innaya's small hand shot out and caught his sleeve. Her eyes sparkled with mischief and trust.

Innaya (cute, barely a whisper):
"Bhaiya... wait."

Ved paused, raising an eyebrow, a small smile tugging at his lips.

Innaya (tilting her head, playful yet shy):
"I... I don't want to sleep alone tonight. Can we... sleep together? Not here, in this room... in the guest room."

Ved's heart skipped a beat. He chuckled softly, shaking his head.

Ved (teasing, low laugh):
"You want your bhaiya to come with you... to the guest room?"

Innaya (nodding, eyes wide, whispering):
"Yes... please... I just... feel safe with you."

Ved (soft smile, resigned):
"Alright... your bhaiya will stay. But only tonight, little one."

🌙 Guest Room – Cozy Comfort 🌙

The guest room was calm, bathed in soft moonlight. Innaya climbed onto the bed and snuggled against Ved's side. The blanket wrapped them both, her small frame fitting perfectly against his.

Innaya (nestling closer, shy but confident):
"Bhaiya... don't leave me, okay?"

Ved chuckled softly at the single use of "Bhaiya," her voice dripping innocence.

Ved (amused, stroking her hair lightly):
"You only get to say it once tonight, remember?"

Innaya (soft giggle, murmuring):
"Yes... just tonight."

Her head rested against his chest, eyes heavy, her tiny fingers curling around his sleeve. Ved held her gently, his arm protective around her shoulders.

Innaya (half-asleep, voice tiny):
"Your hand feels... nice... like I can breathe."

Ved (laughing softly, shaking his head):
"You're being spoiled, you know that?"

Innaya (giggling softly, voice fading as sleepiness overtakes her):
"I know... but it's okay... only tonight, bhaiya."

Ved laughed quietly, the sound mixing with her soft breaths. He adjusted the blanket snugly, pulling her closer.

Ved (softly, brushing her hair back):
"Only tonight, little one. Sleep now... your bhaiya is right here."

Innaya let out a content sigh, closing her eyes, a small smile gracing her lips. Ved held her a little longer, careful not to move, enjoying the rare stillness of the moment. The mansion outside was silent, but inside, the warmth between them was undeniable—an unspoken promise of care, protection, and trust.

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