Darya hugged Mr. Yegorov.
"Hi, Grandpa," she said.
"There's my girl," he said, kissing her cheeks.
"Where is she?" he asked.
"At work. She has a surgery today. She'll be here later or tomorrow," Darya said.
He gave her a glass.
She clicked her glass against his and drank.
Her guards stood behind her.
Don Nazarov walked toward her.
"Ary?" he said.
"And you are?" Darya said.
"Oh, come on. Don't you remember your own dad?" Neith said.
"Oh, I see. Didn't recognize you there," she said.
"Where have you been?" he asked.
"Around. You know, making the underworld bow at my feet, working, taking care of my son," she said.
"Son!?" the family said.
"Yeah," she said.
"Oh, where is he?" Mr. Yegorov asked.
She snapped her finger, and a guard stepped forward holding Rian, who was sucking on his pacifier.
"Hello, my little buggy buggy!" he said.
Rian clapped his little hands as Darya carried him in her arms and hugged him.
Darya smiled at them.
"But you are meant to marry the other group's son," Neith said.
Darya blew her cigarette.
"Who the hell are you?" she said.
"I am Neith, Don Nazarov's daughter," she said.
"Oh, I remember you. The bastard child!" Darya said.
Neith's face turned red from embarrassment.
"Anyways, Grandpa, you called me?" she said.
"Yes. I just announced you as my heiress. Everything is in your name," he said.
"Oh, Grandpa, you shouldn't have. I have more than that, you know. Your hungry dogs for children are gonna starve to death now. That's sad," she said with a grin.
Rian stared at her, making baby noises.
"Uhmm, Darya, we need to talk," Don Nazarov said.
"No, anyways!" Darya said.
"Come on, baby. Mama will be coming. How about we enjoy the party Granny hosts for us!" she said.
Rian giggled at her.
"Boss," a guard said as he gave her the phone.
"Tell me, Sweetie?" she said as she listened to her wife.
They spoke.
"Okay, baby," she said.
As the call ended, they all stared at her.
Meanwhile, Nikolai and Lilith were slow dancing in a bar.
She looked into his eyes.
He wiped her tears.
"Main tumse bahut pyaar karti hoon mere chhote se Bambi." (I love you so much, my little Bambi.) he said in Hindi.
"I love you very much too, my Nikki," she said, hugging him tightly.
They kissed.
Meanwhile—
"Bye, Baba!"
"Bye, Mumma!"
The boys said as Ishaan, Tamman, Troy, and Vanya, Rezaul and his wife and kids all left New York to travel around the world to visit the new properties given to them.
Desmond stayed behind as the whole families in India and Bengali left.
Desmond was eating.
He rubbed his arms.
"So Uncle Grandpa gave us money to, uhmmm, shape you," Aarav said.
"Shape me, huh?" he said with a chuckle.
"Yep. So now, shopping!!" Ariz said.
He was the only single one.
They all got into the car and left for the mall.
Dr. Liv sat in her office.
"Uhmm, excuse me. We got a case. Come," Dr. Leonid said.
She left.
After a few minutes, a nurse came in.
"Doctor, your patient is waiting for you in your office," a nurse said.
"Thanks," she said.
As she entered her office—
"Alright, so what—"
She stopped.
She saw her ex-boyfriend and his girlfriend.
The girlfriend was holding his hand.
"Liv?" he said.
She balanced her position and walked to her chair.
His name was Leszek, half Polish and half Russian, and his girlfriend was Sylwia, half American and half Russian.
Dr. Liv held the file.
She read it.
"Okay, so looks like—and also, your scans are perfectly fine. I can see that," she said, keeping herself professional.
Leszek was staring at her.
She had become more beautiful than before.
She wrote on the paper.
"Doc, here are her test results. And also, someone is outside. He looks very scared of people and noises," the nurse said.
"Ozzy," she said. "Bring him in for me. He is scared of people," she said again.
The nurse stepped out.
Dr. Liv read the test results.
"No problems. Just bad food poisoning, and the bones are fine here, so there is nothing wrong with you," Dr. Liv said.
"Baby, it hurts so much. How am I sure she's lying?" Sylwia said, holding his arm.
Dr. Liv's heart tightened.
She read the paper.
"Uhmmm, Liv," Leszek said.
"Doctor Liv, please," she said.
"Oh, sorry. Dr. Liv. Is there anything she needs?" he said.
"Well, she should take more water and avoid heavy food," she said.
Austin entered.
"M-may I come in?" he said.
"Ozzy, come in, love," she said.
As Austin entered, they watched him.
He nodded at them.
"Tell me?" she said.
"I…I…I…I… Uhmm, got flowers for you. Your favorites. And Mama says you should see my back. It open," he said sadly.
Dr. Liv checked his back.
She took her telephone.
"I need a nurse with cotton, needles, and a cold bottle of milk," she said.
Austin sat down.
"Give me ten minutes, sweetie," Dr. Liv said.
He nodded.
"So, Liv, how are you, hmm?" Sylwia said.
"Am fine," Dr. Liv said.
"Well, I heard a lot about you," she said.
"Hmm," Dr. Liv said.
"Anyway, do you have a boyfriend?" she said.
Leszek was angry, looking at Austin.
Dr. Liv stared at Austin.
"Maybe," she said with a smile on her face.
"Well, Leszek and I are really meant to be," she said.
"Good for you," Dr. Liv said.
The nurse came in.
"Ozzy, shirt off," she said, walking to him.
He shook his head.
"I'm shy. They are people here," he whispered.
"Don't worry. I'm here, right?" she said.
He nodded as she held his hand.
The nurse removed the stitches.
He groaned in pain.
"Hey. Look at me," she said.
He looked at her.
Her chestnut-brown eyes met his bronze eyes.
The stitches were out.
As they cleaned the blood, he drank the milk.
"Let's wait for a few seconds, okay, love?" Dr. Liv said.
He nodded.
She smiled and rubbed his cheeks lovingly.
He smiled shyly.
"Why didn't you call me?" she said as she sat.
"No phone, remember?" he said.
"Oh, yeah. And we are leaving soon," she said as she typed on her laptop.
He shook his head and looked outside.
"Is he your boyfriend?" Sylwia said.
"That's personal," Dr. Liv said.
"Uhmm, hi. Is she your girlfriend?" she said.
Austin looked at Dr. Liv.
He shook his head.
"Ozzy is a special case. I'm handling him. He got released from human trafficking, so he doesn't speak nor go close to people," Dr. Liv said.
They looked at him.
Austin's hands were trembling.
The party was over as Darya sat feeding Rian, who fell asleep.
"There we go, my boy. All nighty," she said and kissed his forehead.
Rian fell into a deep sleep.
"Here, Grandpa," she whispered.
He took him and gave him to a maid, who carried him carefully to the room.
Darya sat down.
She stared at them one by one.
"Boss, Maira texted. She's on her way," a woman said.
"So, what now, old hag? Why are you looking for me?" she said.
"I am not an old hag. I am your father, Don Nazarov," he said.
She scoffed at him.
"Yeah, right," she said, rolling her eyes at him.
"Darya, we have a deal to hit in ND Company, and we have joined hands with—" he said.
"With the other side to get the deal. Blah, blah, blah. And you want us married. Blah, blah, and hit the deal. Blah, blah," Darya said, already irritated by his voice.
Don Nazarov made a fist.
"Don't talk to me like that," he said.
She stood up and took her gun.
"I talk anyway, anyhow I fucking want. I don't care," she said.
"Ary," Mrs. Carol said.
"It's Mrs. Darya to you. Don't ever call me that. You don't have rights," Darya said, getting angry.
She snapped her fingers at a guard, who lit a Midnight Smoke cigarette.
She inhaled it, calming her anger down.
"Mrs., huh? Who's your man?" Neith said.
The guards looked at each other.
"Boss doesn't have a man, but she—" a guard said.
"Has a lovely wife and the mother of her son. Boss is gay," another said.
"What!?" Don Nazarov said, standing up in anger.
"You marry a woman!?" he said.
She sat down, still smoking.
"So?" she said.
"Hey! Go upstairs and bring that thing!" he said as a guard walked up.
Darya shot him twelve times, making them flinch.
She sat while shooting him from afar.
"Who next!!" she said, smoking.
They looked at her.
"Don Nazarov, may I remind you that you don't have any position, any power in my life, and now you dare want to lay your filthy hands on my son?" she said.
"Mrs. Darya, you are meant to marry the rival son," Mrs. Carol said.
"Why isn't your bastard daughter available for that shit?" Darya said.
Neith gripped her arm as a guard slapped and kicked her away.
"Don't touch Boss! Who do you think you are, huh, to touch her?" she said.
Neith held her tummy in pain.
Darya sat and inhaled, rubbing her forehead.
"Listen, you have to marry—" Mrs. Carol said.
"No. I'm married," Darya said.
"The girl is married, so let it go. Besides, everything is in her name," Mr. Yegorov said.
"Why, Grandpa? I'm also yours," Neith said.
"Mine? When I asked your stupid father to help my company, he said he didn't have any money, and you came and asked him for a ₽40 million designer bag. He immediately transferred the money, and now I got ₽900 billion, and you greedy dogs are barking," he said.
"I am not your grandpa," he said. "I am ashamed to call you all my children."
"Darya, I didn't call her. She came to me at my lowest point. She saved my family company. She is the biggest CEO in Russia, and I trained her when you threw her out. For years, she got into the biggest business. She is capable of taking my position when I'm not around," Mr. Yegorov said.
Darya sat and crossed her legs.
"Tell them who I am," she said.
Her personal assistant stood tall.
His name was Forrest.
"Mrs. Darya is one of the members of The Dominant Apex. The underworld knows her—the Bloody Sniper and the King of Kings' right-arm woman. She lives in a hidden estate in Russia. Nobody dares cross paths with her," Forrest said.
They looked at Darya.
She smirked at them.
Austin was eating a cookie as Dr. Liv entered.
The two were still in her office.
"Here, food. Finish everything, and I'll be back for you," she said.
He shook his head.
"Okay," she smiled and rubbed his face.
His cheeks became red, blushing.
"So, here are some medicines and also check-ups to follow up monthly," she said.
Leszek nodded.
"Thank you," he said.
"Goodbye," she said.
"Alright, Ozzy, sweetheart. Let's fix you up!" she said.
The nurse wore gloves.
She sat in front of him to distract him.
"So, how was your day?" Dr. Liv said.
As the two left, Leszek turned to see them holding hands.
It made something inside him angry.
Austin spoke.
She listened and laughed, rubbing his hands softly while the nurse stitched his back.
Meanwhile, Mila held a small bag.
"Mattttt! I backkkk!" she said.
She waddled in.
Mattie was rubbing his nose.
"Hi, Millll," he said.
"You happy!?" she said.
"Yes!" he said.
"All otay?" she said, checking him.
He nodded.
"Hewe. I got ice cream an chocwates milwk," she said.
"Really!" he said.
"Uh huh. Wook!" she said.
As Salvatore and Zhanna watched, the siblings bonded.
"Mama, wook what Mil buy!" Mattie said.
"Tank oo, Mimi. I wuv you bigggg!!" he said, hugging her.
She patted his back.
Zhanna kissed Salvatore, who was deeply in love with her.
His love for her was so much more than anything else.
Meanwhile, both Nikolai and Lilith were on their way to the next location of their honeymoon in Bali and the private villa.
Mila sat in the Nikolai office by the glass window and watched the sunset.
"Mimi, let go, sweetie!" Caspian said.
Mila, sucking on her pacifier, waddled beside him as they went home.
Nikolai and Lily spoke to Mila.
She waved sadly at them as the call ended.
She lay on their bed and slept off.
Hassan held Noor.
She was extremely very sick.
"I think it's the postmortem sickness," Dr. Leonid said.
Hassan held Noor's hands tightly.
Aleena made a fist.
"Let her rest. Dr. Violet will inject her now. She will sleep for some time, and when she wakes up, she will be strong enough," he said.
"Thank you so much," Najma said.
He nodded as Dr. Violet injected Noor.
Hassan covered her and held Azaaryan.
He sat in the room.
His eyes were red.
"Don't worry, son. She will be fine," Najma said.
Mr. Ghulam rubbed her hair softly.
Hassan nodded.
By noon, after eight hours, Hassan sat there.
He didn't move nor go out of the room.
Mrs. Hira walked in.
"How about I watch him and you go eat lunch?" she said.
"No. And you think I trust you? No, I don't trust you," he said.
Her face fell.
Nimra held a tray.
"Hey, brother. Here, eat something," she said as she dropped it and carried him.
"Warn your daughter not to be like you. Noor's mother trusted you. If she was alive, then she would never forgive you for this act of yours, and now it runs in your family.
"I am Noor's husband. I am not a cake she thinks she can have. Hell no.
"So she has to respect herself and find a husband for her. If not, she will die unmarried," he said.
Mrs. Hira's heart skipped a beat.
She stepped back slowly and left the room.
Hassan ate the food.
Three days later—
The Red Order and The Nocturne Matriarch had a mission today.
Lilith sat on the table.
Nikolai helped her hack into all the cameras at the warehouse.
Mila was at the beach behind the house.
Guards were with her.
She sat building a sandcastle.
"Ready?" Lily said.
"Yes, Boss!" they said.
They all got into their bikes and cars and drove off.
While Lilith, The Supreme Matriarch, worked in the shadows, she smirked at her husband, who was checking his ship.
Yulian sat in his room taking drugs.
He was a drug addict.
Nobody knew.
He smoked as he looked outside and saw Virsa lost in thoughts in the garden.
The wind blew her hair that covered the veil on her nose rings.
Then he made a call.
"I want everything delivered in the next four hours. Now," he said.
As he stared at her, his lips twitched into a small smile.
He shook his head.