The Singh mansion was awake before sunrise. Not because of a business deal, or a security breach—

But because of Veer Aarya Singh’s upcoming wedding.

And the family wouldn’t let him forget it.

The Morning Scene

In the massive living room, where chandeliers caught golden light and silence once ruled like a king, laughter now echoed.

Rudra lounged on the arm of a couch, munching on toast. “So Bhaiya, what pet name are you planning for Bhabhi? ‘Doctor Ji’? ‘Scalpel Queen’?”

Anirudh, the flirtatious cousin, chimed in, sipping his orange juice dramatically, “I suggest ‘Cardio Killer’. She already stole his heart. Might as well make it official.”

Veer stood by the large window, dressed in black linen, arms crossed. He didn’t respond. Didn’t even blink.

Rhea walked in with wet hair and a grin. “You know he’s obsessed when he starts checking if the Mehendi colors match her skin tone.”

Veer turned slightly. “I’m not obsessed.”

“Sure,” Rhea said. “And I’m not your sister.”

Laughter erupted again.

From behind the kitchen partition, Savita aunty smiled, stirring chai. “Let him be. It’s the first time he’s brought a girl home.”

Mahesh uncle gave one of his rare, approving nods. “A heart surgeon. Smart woman.”

“She’s not just smart,” Savita added. “She’s calm. The kind that can handle Veer’s storms.”

“Handle?” Rudra laughed. “She’s already in surgery. Man doesn’t even realize he’s on the operating table.”Tired of the teasing, Veer finally muttered, “I’m going to the study.”

“Run, Bhaiya,” Anirudh called after him. “But not for long. Saanvi Bhabhi is going to own that study soon.”

Veer paused at the door, giving them a glare sharp enough to slice steel.

But he didn’t deny it.Once inside the quiet of his study, Veer dropped the mask.

He sat at his desk, pulled open a drawer, and took out the file.

Saanvi Mehra — in black ink.

Her photo. Her résumé. Her hospital rotations. Family details. Brother’s name. School transcripts.

All memorized.

He stared at her picture. That saree from the wedding. That look in her eyes when she saw him — not with fear, but with confusion. She didn’t remember him.

But he remembered everything.

“You forgot me, Saanvi,” he whispered.

“But soon… you'll forget what life was like without me.”

2:00 𝙖. 𝙢.

A man was walking in the dark alley. Bodyguards are following him. He then stood near a basement. After getting inside-

There was a many mans who was lying in the room Or tied on the chair. Every man was looking like a animal ate them that too alive...

The man walked to the one of the man and said in low huskily voice"tsk tsk I already warned that looking at my things will let to the torture that you will beg for death"

VEER AARYA SINGH

He is none other than a veer who just came to kill the mans who look at his obsession. He shot many bullets in the mans skull and he died.

Veer took out a ciggarette from his pocket and take a sip. "Ahhh even someone looking at you make me burn the whole world soon to be mrs. Singh "

Meanwhile somewhere

Saanvi was sitting in the swing of her balcony. Lost in her thoughts. Many questions were running inside her brain. What if marrying him became my worst decision? What if they also want to use me? Why the hell I am the one who stuck at this situation?

"Wait why I m thinking like this I will make him suffer in this marriage" She said

"I will burn his file, no not file what if it cost crores I didn't even have this much money if he ask to give it back I will become old while paying it. Bad decision"

"But i can burn his clothes even if I do this he will buy another clothes ha! "

"I will manipulate him so that he will become my bodyguard and will send him to steal fruits from vendors and they will beat him"

" Ohh my god how smart you are saanvi you are so beautiful also God make me his single piece in this world hehehheh"