The Arrival - Mrs. Agarwal Enters the Lion's Den

The bungalow was massive. Lavish. Screaming wealth from every single corner.

Aishwarya had seen luxury before—but this?

This was a different level.

The floors gleamed, the chandeliers sparkled, and the air itself felt thicker with power.

As soon as they stepped inside, the entire staff immediately straightened up.

Staff (bowing in unison): "Hello, sir!"

Veer, ever the responsible secretary, stepped forward, ready to introduce Aishwarya.

Veer: "She is Aishwarya Modi—"

But before he could even finish—

Raahithya's cold, sharp voice cut through the air.

Raahithya (firmly): "She is Mrs. Agarwal."

His gaze was deadly, daring anyone to question him.

Raahithya: "And if anyone dares to disrespect her…" He paused, letting the weight of his words sink in. "I don't need to say what will happen next."

The staff visibly gulped and nodded hurriedly.

Then, without another word, Raahithya removed the ring he wore almost every day.

A ring that symbolized power.

Aishwarya barely had time to react before he took her hand—firm, yet gentle—and slid a stunning diamond ring onto her finger.

Raahithya (softly, possessively): "I want this on your hand most of the time."

Aishwarya's breath hitched.

Was he serious?

Raahithya simply smirked, as if knowing exactly what was running through her mind.

Raahithya: "Now, go freshen up."

Aishwarya let out a small sigh and headed upstairs.

After freshening up, Aishwarya came downstairs, searching for Raahithya, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Just then, she noticed a maid carrying two files and walking toward a specific direction. Curious, she stepped forward and stopped her.

Aish: "Are these for Raahithya?"

Maid: "Yes, ma'am."

Aish: "I need to ask him something. Why don't I take them to him myself?"

Before the maid could respond, another one hesitantly spoke up.

Maid 2 (nervously): "Um… actually, no one is allowed there except her."

Aish stiffened. She knew she had to reach the hostel if she wanted any chance to escape.

She frowned. "Don't call me ma'am. Just Aish is fine. And I'm sure I'm allowed," she said, recalling Raahithya's own words: "No one will disobey you."

The maids exchanged uneasy glances before reluctantly leading her toward the room.

As Aish approached, she reached for the door handle but suddenly stopped, her body going rigid. Instinctively, she hid behind the doorframe.

Inside, a chilling scene unfolded.

A group of powerful-looking men mercilessly beat a few others, their blows landing with sickening force. Blood dripped from one man's arm, his skin torn open, exposing muscle beneath.

Her breath caught in her throat.

Then, she heard his voice.

Raahithya lounged on a couch like a king, casually scrolling through his phone, a cigarette between his fingers.

Raahithya (smirking): "You dared to drug me and betray me?"

Aish felt a cold shiver run down her spine. Just then, her trembling hands lost grip on the files.

They slipped from her grasp, hitting the floor with a sharp thud.

Silence.

One of the men, standing beside Raahithya, immediately pulled out his gun.

Man (shouting): "Who's there?!"

Aish's stomach twisted. Her hands clenched into fists as she forced herself to step forward, her heart pounding against her ribs.

Aish (in her mind): Shit… Am I going to die? I should've listened to the maid.

The man aimed the gun straight at her.

Before she could react, Raahithya's voice cut through the tension like a blade.

Raahithya (coldly): "Agastya, put that gun down."

Agastya hesitated before lowering his weapon, though his sharp gaze remained fixed on her.

Raahithya: "How can you aim a gun at a girl?"

Agastya swallowed hard, his mind racing. His temper is worse than a bullet wound. His eyes flickered to the bruises and fractured on Aish's arms. Has he already punished her?

Raahithya took one last drag of his cigarette before stubbing it out in the ashtray. Then, his gaze shifted to Aish.

Raahithya (calmly): "Come here."

Aish hesitated, but disobeying him in this moment didn't seem like an option. Slowly, she walked toward him, standing stiffly by his side.

Her eyes flickered to the men on the floor—bloodied, barely conscious. The sight scare her, and she quickly looked away.

Raahithya noticed. His lips curled into a slow, amused smirk.

Raahithya: "You're lucky today."

He turned to men. "Thank this lady for your break. Take them away."

Aish hesitated before placing the files on the table.

Aish: "I'm sorry… I didn't mean to sneak in. I just needed to ask you something, so I insisted on coming, even though the maids warned me."

Raahithya leaned back, smirking. Then, he patted the space beside him on the couch.

Raahithya: "Sit."

Aish remained frozen.

His smirk deepened. Without warning, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her down—straight onto his lap.

Gasps filled the room.

Aish's face flamed with embarrassment. She immediately tried to get up, but his legs trapped hers in place, his arm firmly around her waist.

Her body stiffened, her pulse racing.

Raahithya (mocking): "No need to apologize, honey."

The room was deathly silent.

Veer, standing behind them, barely held back his laughter as he quietly enjoyed the show.

Raahithya looked at his men. "I told you, I wanted you to meet someone."

His smirk widened.

Raahithya: "Meet Mrs. Aishwarya Agarwal."

The entire room froze. Then, almost in sync, they greeted her in stunned unison.

Aish swallowed hard, shifting uncomfortably.

Aish: "Um… actually, I just wanted to ask if I could go back to my hostel and pack my things. Especially my project…"

Raahithya chuckled, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

Raahithya: "No need, baby. I'll have someone bring all your things here. And I'll make sure they handle your project with extra care."

Aish knew there was no arguing with him. With a sigh, she gave a small nod.

Taking a deep breath, she decided to try one last thing.

Aish : "Babe… can I sit on the couch, please?"

She knew using that word "babe" was the only way she'd get what she wanted.

Raahithya studied her, amusement dancing in his eyes, before finally loosening his grip.

The second he released her, Aish scrambled onto the couch in record time.

Raahithya smirked. "You're getting sly, aren't you?"

Before he could say anything else, the door burst open.

Devansh entered.

Devansh (grinning): "Hello, Bhai!"

He touched Raahithya's feet respectfully.

Devansh: "Sir, Mission completed."

Then, his eyes landed on Aishwarya.

His brain short-circuited.

Devansh (blinking, confused): "Uhh… sir, she—?"

Raahithya barely looked up.

Raahithya (casually, yet possessively): "Your Bhabhi. Aishwarya Modi."

Aishwarya rolled her eyes.

Aishwarya: "You can call me Aish too."

She extended a hand for a handshake.

Devansh froze.

If he didn't shake her hand, it would be rude.

If he did, he might lose his hand.

Raahithya's called Aish, come with me.

His entire aura screamed one thing—JEALOUSY.

Devansh (to Veer and agastya): thank god, I didn't have to shake hands with her

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At Dinner…

Raahithya pulled out a chair for Aishwarya, ensuring she was comfortable before sitting right next to her.

From across the table, Devansh leaned toward Veer.

Devansh (whispering): "What happened to Boss? The ruthless man is in love…"

Veer (shaking his head): "I know… and he's being cringe too."

Meanwhile, Raahithya was too focused on Aishwarya's plate.

She wasn't eating much.

His brows furrowed as he recalled Harvey's texts about her skipping meals and the doctor's report about her being malnourished.

Without warning, he scooped more food onto her plate.

Raahithya: "Eat more."

Aishwarya (blinking): "I am eating."

Raahithya (deadpan): "No, you're pretending to eat. That doesn't count."

Aishwarya sighed. Is this my life now? Being monitored like a child?

After dinner, Aishwarya got up, stretching.

But then—

BUMP.

She accidentally hit the table.

CRACK.

The vase shattered into a million pieces.

The room froze.

Veer and Devansh's souls left their bodies.

They knew the rule.

They are worried about Aish as she Just came from the hospital

But then—

Raahithya simply… sighed dreamily.

Turned to Aishwarya

And then—

He smiled.

A REAL, SOFT, UTTERLY WHIPPED SMILE.

Raahithya (gently holding her hand): "Oh no, sweetheart… did your finger hurt?"

Veer and Devansh: "WHAT?!!"

Raahithya: "Be careful next time, okay?

Meanwhile, Veer was already calling suppliers.

Veer: "Yes, hello? I need ten luxury vases. No, I don't know why. My boss has lost his mind."

At around 10:46 P.M.

Aishwarya was sitting in a balcony

Aishwarya turned to a nearby maid.

Aishwarya: "Where am I sleeping tonight?"

The maid smiled politely.

Maid: "Ma'am, please follow me."

Aishwarya walked behind her, unaware that she was being led straight into the lion's den—Raahithya's room.

She entered, looking around at the massive space. But before she could settle in—

The bathroom door swung open.

Raahithya stepped out, steam curling around him, wearing nothing but a towel.

Aishwarya (screaming): "AHHH!"

Raahithya smirked, leaning against the doorframe.

Raahithya (teasingly): "Why the scream? You've already seen it."

Aishwarya's face turned red.

Aishwarya (stammering): "W-Why are you in my room?!"

Raahithya's smirk deepened.

Raahithya: "Correction—our room."

Aishwarya: "There is no 'our.' I am NOT sleeping with you!"

He shrugged, stepping closer.

Raahithya: "You don't have another option. And relax—I won't do anything As It's your 1st day of periods." His voice softened. "I'm not a monster, Aishwarya."

Aishwarya huffed, crossing her arms.

Aishwarya: "Fine. But I don't have my nightdress with me."

Raahithya grabbed a shirt from the closet—the one he was about to wear.

Raahithya (holding it out): "Here. This should be comfortable."

Aishwarya hesitated, then took it.

Aishwarya (muttering): "Thanks…"

Raahithya leaned in slightly, watching her expression.

Raahithya: "So? Comfortable?"

She nodded, avoiding his gaze.

Aishwarya (softly): "Yes."

Raahithya smirked again.

Raahithya: "Good. Sweet dreams, Mrs. Agarwal."