LOGINSeena's POV By six in the evening, Singhal Corporate had already begun settling into its usual rhythm. Employees moved through the corridors carrying laptops, files, and unfinished discussions while department heads rushed to complete approvals before leaving for the day. The building remained active, but the intensity that filled every floor during working hours had finally started fading. From my cabin, I watched a familiar argument unfold near the executive elevators. Aadhya stood with her arms folded across her chest while Advik remained completely unmoved in front of her. Derek stood nearby pretending to focus on plant nearby, though it was painfully obvious he was listening to every word. "I am going shopping, not running forever," Aadhya said with visible irritation. "I honestly don't understand why I need multiple vehicles, armed security, and half your staff following me." Advik didn't immediately respond. He continued reviewing something on his tablet before finally
Author's POV The night should have been peaceful after everything they had survived. Aadhya slept deeply against Advik's chest, one hand curled around his shirt as if even in sleep she refused to let him move too far away. Her breathing was slow and steady, finally free from the fear that had followed her for days. Anyone looking at them would have believed the storm was over. But Advik wasn't sleeping. His eyes remained open, fixed on the darkness above him while his thoughts refused to rest. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Aadhya tied to that chair. Every time he tried to relax, he remembered her tears and the way she had looked at him after returning home. Something still felt unfinished. The vibration of his phone cut through the silence. Instantly his attention shifted toward the bedside table. Beside him, Aadhya stirred slightly and moved closer without waking up. Her fingers tightened around his shirt, making something inside his chest soften despite everything. He wra
Chapter Fifty-EightAadhya's POVThe afternoon felt strangely different after Advik left. The entire executive floor became quieter, but not calmer. His presence always carried a certain weight, and the moment he walked out, I felt it disappear. Even when he wasn't physically present, his decisions, his schedules, and his people continued moving through the building like clockwork.Before leaving, he stopped near my desk and looked directly at Viktor. His expression remained serious enough to make anyone nervous. "If she leaves this floor, I want to know immediately," he said.Viktor sighed dramatically and rubbed his forehead. "Sir, she's not a criminal. She's your wife, not a high-risk prisoner." His tone carried obvious frustration.Advik didn't even blink. "No," he replied calmly. "She's worse. She ignores instructions whenever it suits her." The confidence in his voice immediately irritated me.I looked up from my laptop and narrowed my eyes. "I am sitting right here, in case eve
Aadhya’s POV I woke up before sunrise, but for a few moments I didn't move. My head rested against Advik's chest while his arm remained securely around my waist as if even in sleep he refused to let me go. The room was silent except for the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath my ear, and strangely, that sound had become one of the few things capable of calming me. Then Nischel's voice returned. The memory came without warning, dragging me back to everything I had been trying not to think about. His confidence. His threats. His certainty that one day Seena would take my place. I hated how much those words still affected me, but pretending they didn't exist wouldn't change anything. My eyes slowly lifted toward Advik's sleeping face. He looked exhausted, far more exhausted than he allowed anyone to see. The shadows beneath his eyes had deepened over the last few days, and for the first time I wondered how much of that exhaustion came from me.The memory of yesterday tightened my
Advik’s POV The moment I walked downstairs, the entire atmosphere changed again. Nobody spoke. The silence inside the living room was thick enough to suffocate. They were all waiting for my reaction after what happened upstairs. But right now, I wasn’t interested in emotions. If I stayed inside that anger for one more minute, I would start throwing people out of my mansion one by one. So instead, I looked at Derek.“Where is the Geneva dispute file?” I asked coldly. Derek straightened immediately. “Still under review, sir. The Norwegian delegation rejected the revised pharmaceutical export clauses. They’re demanding direct inspection rights before signing the cross border agreement.” I walked past him toward the study while loosening my cuffs slowly. “And why am I hearing rejection instead of solution?” Derek followed instantly. “Sir, the issue escalated after the Zurich licensing authority forwarded complaints regarding the biogenetic transport permissions. Their legal team..”
Author’s POV By the time Advik’s car entered the mansion gates, the night had already settled heavily around the property. The entire drive back had been quieter than usual. Aadhya sat near the window, watching the city lights disappear one by one while Advik occasionally looked toward her without saying anything. He knew she was disturbed again. He could feel it in the way she kept slipping into silence after every small moment of peace. But this time he didn’t push her. The car stopped near the entrance. Advik stepped out first and moved toward her side automatically. Before she could open the door herself, his hand was already there waiting for her. Aadhya stared at his hand for one brief second before placing hers into it quietly. They walked inside together. And the moment they entered the living room everything changed. Laughter echoed softly across the hall. Kade sat comfortably on the large couch while Raghav argued over something useless near the center table. Leon
Advik’s POV She caught my hand before I reached my cabin. Not gently. Not angrily. Decisively. I turned, already knowing what I would see. Her face was serious. Calm. Unmoving. The same expression she had worn the first day we met—when she had stood across the boardroom table and refused to b
Aadhya’s POV The ICU was quieter at night. Not silent — just softer. Machines beeped in steady rhythms, nurses walked past with gentle steps, and the world outside felt like it had paused somewhere far away from this room. Maa lay on the bed, her breathing slow but stable. The monitors showed nu
Aadhya’s POV The jet doors closed with a sound that felt final. Inside, everything slowed down. The engines hummed beneath us, steady and controlled, nothing like the chaos we had left behind on the ground. The cabin lights were dimmed, casting soft shadows across leather seats and polished surf
Aadhya’s POV The message from Derek came when the morning had barely begun to settle. I had been standing near the wide glass window of the penthouse for several minutes, watching the early traffic slowly fill the streets below. The sky had turned pale gold and the city looked calm from this heig







