Reyansh Singhania had always prided himself on his strategic mind, calculating every move with precision. Tonight was no different. He had orchestrated this meeting with Siya's stepfather, Virendra, without her knowledge. The plan was simple: confront the man who had haunted Siya’s past, a man she loathed, and settle matters in his own way. But he had no intention of telling her. This was something he had to do on his own, for her—because she wouldn’t have allowed it.

He walked into the room with an air of confidence that radiated from every step. Virendra, sitting across the polished table, regarded him with a cold stare, his fingers drumming lightly on the surface. Reyansh could sense the tension in the air, the unspoken animosity that had existed between him and the man before him. But Reyansh wasn’t here to negotiate. He was here to dominate, to send a message that Siya’s past would never control her again.