Yulian blew his cigarette out and drank from his glass. He clicked it for the waiter to serve more.
"Great party, by the way," Stellan said.
He nodded while checking his phone.
"Sir, how is Mil? You guys didn't bring her?" the bartender said.
"Oh, Mimi is at home. She went shopping for the yacht ride. I think you should come too. There is a bar there. I'll send my assistant to you, so pack up before brother comes home from his honeymoon," Yulian said.
"Really!" the bartender said.
"Yep," he said.
The group looked at each other.
"He has a yacht…" Indigo said.
"Thank you so much, sir!" he said happily, typing on his phone.
"Lian?" Marceline said.
He looked at her.
His ex-girlfriend.
"And you are?" Yulian said.
She smiled at him.
"You forgotten about me?" she said.
"Lian!" Arina said.
She walked to him.
"Here," she said.
"Brother?" he said as they watched him.
"Hi, I'm Marceline. Are you his adopted sister?" Marceline said.
"Excuse me?" Arina said.
"I am his elder sister. He is the last born of the family. Do you know who we are?" she said again.
They looked at each other.
"B…but he is an orphan?" Prescott said.
"ORPHAN!?" Arina said as everyone looked at her.
Yulian held her arm.
"Calm down, Ari. Here, brother," he said as she took the phone and walked away from them.
Yulian drank his glass and inhaled his cigarette and looked at his phone.
"Baby?" Nikolai said as he entered the room looking for her.
He climbed upstairs and opened the bedroom door.
The room was decorated with red roses.
He unbuttoned his shirt all the way down.
"Lilith, baby?" he said as he felt tiny arms around him from behind.
He smiled.
"Hi," she whispered.
"Hey—" Nikolai said as he stared at her.
She looked into his dark blue eyes.
"Nikki?" she whispered.
She was wearing a long white lingerie set, very sophisticated and full of intricate details.
The main piece featured an embroidered top adorned with sparkling embellishments, probably rhinestones or sequins. The waist was fitted, and the body of the dress had sheer lace panels with intricate embroidery extending down to the hem, revealing part of the leg.
Over it, she was wearing a white satin or flowing fabric robe with long sleeves and embroidered lace details on the cuffs.
Her long hair flowed down as she shyly picked her hands.
Nikolai went on his knees.
"W…What are you doing?" she said.
He bent over to her feet and kissed them.
She moved back quickly.
"Lilith, let me worship you, sweetheart," he said, holding her legs.
She bent down and slowly lifted him up, cupped his face, and looked into his eyes.
"A king doesn't bow," she said.
"But this king does bow to his Queen," he said.
He lifted her into his arms.
She wrapped her legs around him and held the back of his head, softly rubbing her fingers through his hair.
Nikolai pants fell off as he kissed her neck holding her against the wall Oh My Baby he whispered in her ears she dug her fingers into his hair they kissed slowly filled with so much love without a warning he slammed his huge cock into her wet tight pussy "Oh Nikki!" Lily moan as he thrust harder faster the sound of skin slapping against each other.
"Me and you forever," they both said as they made love all night.
Yulian's party was going well as Marceline made more enquiries about him.
"Good evening, everyone. Today I am very proud of my little brother, Yulian William Devereaux, for launching his biggest company all by himself, and we have a very special message for our elder brother," Meghan said.
The group's eyes widened.
"His is a Devereaux!?" Wilhelmina said as the screen came down.
Nikolai showed up on the screen.
"Good evening, everyone. Today, my little brother, who I took care of all these years, built a name and an empire with his name. Not with my help, not my money, but by himself. For those who whisper amongst themselves, be warned for the consequences—not mine, but his. I, Nikolai William Devereaux, am extremely proud of my younger brother for his hard work and dedication in his work," Nikolai said.
"WE'RE PROUD OF YOU, LAINNNNN!!!!" the tiny woman said.
"Your tiny sister-in-law loves you too."
"Not me," he said as they laughed.
"NIKKI!!!!!!!!" she called.
"Gotta go, little brother. I love you," he said.
"Bye-bye!!" she said.
"Cut it out, love," he said as the video ended.
Daria wiped Yulian's tears.
He cried in Arina's arms.
People clapped.
The party was over.
Yulian was congratulated by people as he drank a bottle.
The six people walked to him.
"So all along you were a Devereaux and didn't tell us?" Beaumont said.
Yulian scoffed.
"So y'all can use me for your selfish needs?" he said while smoking.
"Yulian, you should have said something," Marceline said, holding his arm.
"Don't touch me," he said while removing his arm away from her.
His phone rang.
"What?" he said as he listened.
"I'm coming," he said, walking out on them.
"Shit!" Marceline said.
"We lost such a fucking opportunity," Prescott said.
"I'm not letting him go," Marceline said.
"Come on," she said as they left.
Yulian walked into the library upstairs on the fourth floor and saw Virsa asleep.
He sighed and lifted her into his arms and walked to her room that was facing his.
He put her down and covered her as Pritam entered the room.
"Oh, you're here?" she said.
"Yeah. She was sleeping upstairs, so I brought her down," he said.
"Thank you," she said.
"I wanted to tell her that I found a school for her. You know we both finished school and university, but she didn't. Mumma cut her off, Papa dead. She found a way to keep us home, and now she can go to school," she said.
"How much is the fees?" he said.
"Huh?" Pritam said.
"How much is the school fees?" he said.
She was holding the admission form.
He took it and read it.
"Don't tell her about this, Yulian," he said.
"Do you like my sister or something?" she said.
He stopped.
"Do I?" he whispered.
She didn't hear anything.
He whispered, "She needs education, right? So I'm helping."
"Oh, okay. Thank you," she said as Pritam kissed Virsa's forehead, covered her, and left.
He walked out and looked at her.
"Do I actually like you?" he said, staring at her glowing face.
He left.
Mila was asleep in Caspian's office.
He lay down on the couch sleeping.
His phone rang.
He took it.
"Sleepy, yes?" he said in a raspy voice.
"Hey, son," a woman said.
"What do you want, old lady?" he said, rubbing his face.
"Can you come? It's important. Please," she said.
He groaned.
"I'm tired, and you just woke me up," he said.
"J…Just please come home," she said, her voice breaking.
He opened his eyes.
"Who is there?" he said, standing up.
"He is back. He came home, and please hurry up. He will kill us," she said.
"Don't cry. Remember the gun he got you?" he said.
"Y…Yes," she whispered.
"WHERE ARE YOU!?" he heard the man shouting.
"Shoot him," he said.
"Mom, I said kill him."
"He's not alone. He has men all over," she whispered.
"How many?" he said.
As Nathan, Kenan, and Alexio saw him loading guns—
"Twenty men," she said.
"Give me ten minutes, Mom. I will be there. Keep hiding. Don't leave that place, Mom," he said as the call ended.
"He's back?" Nathan said.
"I will kill him," he said.
"Let's go, bro," Kenan said as they drove off with over eighty men.
Meanwhile, the car arrived.
Caspian began shooting at them with all his boys surrounding the mansion.
The older man sat smoking.
"Hello, dearest son," he said.
Caspian shot his leg.
He growled in pain, then chuckled.
His mother came out.
His father, Mr. Terence, and his mother, Beatrice, had three boys: Stanley, Caspian, and Reginald, and one girl, Daisy.
Mrs. Beatrice ran to him.
"Are you okay?" he said, holding her.
She nodded.
"Daisy!!" he said.
"She's not here. She left the country to study," she said.
"Jezz, I missed my wife, and this is the welcome I get?" Mr. Terence said.
"What are you doing here? And besides, you both are divorced, so what right do you have to come here?" Caspian said.
"Wellll, we are not. Your mother never signed the papers, and the court gave us a second chance for nine months. Besides, I came here for you," he said.
"Meaning?" he said.
"You know how I married your mother," he said, looking at Beatrice with a soft smile.
She hid behind him.
"It's your turn. Your grandmother beat the shit out of me. Look," he said, taking off his shirt as they saw marks.
"Good. She should have broken a bone," Caspian said, mocking him.
He rolled his eyes.
"Ha ha ha ha," Mr. Terence said.
"Did he touch you?" Caspian said.
She shook her head.
He hugged her.
She stared at her husband's marks.
"So?" Mr. Terence said.
"No. I'm not you, so I don't do arranged marriage. Besides, Mom already got two sons married through love marriage," he said.
"At least just once, Beatrice. Talk to him," Mr. Terence said softly.
She gripped his arm.
"Son, calm down, please," she whispered.
"Here, this is for you. Mother said I should give it to you," he said.
He snatched it from his hand and read it.
"Ouuu, party," Nathan said, reading it.
"Fine, but tell her I have a tiny special guest. She will be there," Caspian said.
"A baby?" Beatrice said.
"Boss, kid, our Mimi. So please, nothing should go wrong. And also tell Grandma to bake carrot cake. She likes it," he said.
His mother kissed his forehead.
"Take care," she said.
"I will, and my men will be here with you, just in case," he said, looking at his father.
He rubbed his neck as he left.
In New York, Nihal was done with work as Khushi knocked on the door.
"Come in," he said.
She dropped the coffee and lunchbox.
"Thank you, dear," Nihal said as he kissed her hand.
She blushed and tapped the food, then gave him a sign that said, "After working, eat. I am going to my Papa's home today."
"Papa home?" he said out loud.
She nodded.
He had been learning sign language and understanding it too.
"Okay, baby. Let me finish this, and we go together," he said.
She shook her head and gave him a sign to keep working. She would be fine.
"Okay, but the guards will go with you," he said as she folded her hands at him.
"Khushi, don't ever do this. I am your husband. Our marriage was a bit complicated, but I will love—not only respect you, but also love you till I die—and make sure no matter what happens or what life throws at us, you're mine and I am forever yours," Nihal said as he kissed her hand.
Khushi sobbed as he wiped her tears, hugging her.
She looked at him and kissed his forehead.
He held her in his arms.
By evening, Khushi sat in the car with her phone.
Riyana was sending pictures to the family group.
They were in India on a luxury train to Bangalore, she said as the car parked in front of the mansion.
She got down, and both her dogs too.
A guard handed her water.
She shook her head, and they all went in.
"Excuse me, Mrs. Nihal Murad is here," a guard said as the family stood up.
Khushi stepped behind him.
"Khushi?" Mr. Om said as she hugged him.
"Hello, my child. How are you? How was the royal wedding? I saw it on the news. Everyone back home saw you," he said.
She typed on her phone fast.
The AI voice spoke.
"Papa, it was absolutely beautiful. Some accident happened, but everything went very smoothly and well."
The voice said, "Khushi."
Aruna saw her with a smile.
Khushi didn't even bother looking at her as she handed gifts to her father.
He sat her down.
He was discussing with her.
"Is he treating you well?" he said.
She nodded quickly, and she wrote about everything Nihal did after their marriage.
His heart softened.
After three minutes, Khushi sat outside with her brothers.
She typed and wrote.
They laughed.
Then a car sped in.
"KHUSHI!" the man said.
It was Murali.
The man she was meant to marry.
The guards made a protective shield around her.
"What is the meaning of this? Huh? We told you never show your disgusting face here!" Shery said.
"You abandon me after the years we spent!" Murali said.
"It was only a year, and may we remind you that you cheated us, cheated on her with her stepsister, so who are you talking about here?" Kalpesh said.
"Get out of here," Heiran said.
"Khushi, I was manipulated and deceived by your stepmother. Please let's sort this out," Murali said.
Khushi didn't move.
She hid behind her father.
As he pushed them away and pushed Mr. Om, then grabbed her arm, she screamed.
"Stop! You're hurting her!" Shery said.
From behind, Murali received a slap.
SLAP!
He fell.
"Nobody touches the wife of a Murad," Nihal said.
He grabbed him by the throat.
His legs kicked the air.
"If you ever come here and touch my wife, don't you understand me?" Nihal said as he threw him away like nothing.
Murali coughed as the guards threw him out.
Nihal held Khushi.
"Hey, baby. It's okay. I'm here. Hm?" he said.
She hugged him, crying.
"Shhhhh," he whispered, rubbing her hair.
It was morning.
Mila waved at her parents.
She spent four nights at Kalma's mansion while packing up.
Meanwhile, Yulian entered his company.
They greeted him.
His secretary, who was secretly in love with him, Abigail Bennett, was half Russian and half American.
She wore an extremely tight dress.
"Good morning, sir. Here is your schedule for today," she said.
Yulian took it and read it.
He sighed and began his work.
After six hours of meetings, Yulian entered his office and saw six people waiting for him.
"Who let you all into my office without permission and an appointment?" Yulian said as they looked at each other.
"Yulian, can we please talk?" Marceline said.
"No. Get out of office now," he said.
"Come on. Don't be like this. We used to be friends," Indigo said.
Yulian scoffed at them.
"Yeah, right. We aren't friends anymore. Not even close," he said as he sat on his chair and sighed.
"How about we have dinner at your place?" Marceline said.
He burst into laughter.
"No. Besides, I live in a hidden estate, so not possible," he said.
They looked at each other.
Downstairs, Virsa held a lunch bag.
"Excuse me, please. Can you tell me where Mr. Yulian's office is?" she said softly with her mixed accent as they directed her.
She thanked them and entered the lift.
The same one Abigail was in.
Virsa looked at the number of the lift.
"And who are you looking for?" Abigail said.
"Yulian sir. I'm from home," Virsa said.
Abigail eyed her.
"Really? Maybe you're just a maid," she said.
"I'm not a maid, Ms. Visra," she said as the lift stopped.
They got off.
Virsa got to the door and knocked.
Yulian's voice came through.
"Come in!" he said.
Virsa opened the door.
"Sir—" she said as Abigail pushed her.
She almost fell.
"Woah, woah, woah, woah!!" Yulian said as his file fell off his hand.
He ran to her and grabbed her.
"Carefully," he said.
"I'm fine," she said.
"Are you blind, huh!?" Yulian said.
Abigail flinched.
"S…Sorry, sir," she said.
"Sir, it's lunchtime, and I got lunch for you," Virsa said while adjusting her veil.
Yulian nodded.
He sat down.
"Come serve me," he said as she walked to him.
"Is Mimi back?" he said while taking off his suit.
"No. She's spending another night with her favorite," Virsa said as both Abigail and Marceline stared at her with burning anger as she served him.
Aloo Samosa.
Zarda Rice.
Rose Lassi.
Suji Halwa.
Chicken Lababdar.
He unbuttoned his shirt.
"How was your nap?" he said.
"I didn't nap," Virsa said.
"Still packing?" he said.
"I don't have a box, so I used the sheets," she said.
"EXCUSE ME!?" Yulian said as they became scared.
"Virsa, we are not in India anymore, remember?" he said.
"I used it," she said, shaking her head.
"Really," he mumbled while rubbing her forehead.
"We are leaving for New York in two weeks," he said.
He ate everything.
Virsa sat watching the glass.
"Who is she?" Marceline said.
"Virsa. My Indian cousin," he said.
"You're half Indian?" Prescott said.
"Yeah," Yulian said while eating his food.
Nikolai lay on Lilith's chest.
Both were naked.
He hummed softly.
"I love you so much, Lily," she said.
"I love you very much too, Bambi," Nikolai said as they held each other all night.
Meanwhile, it was still noon in Russia.
Yulian cleaned his mouth.
Virsa was touring the company.
"So what do you guys want?" he said.
"Dinner," Marceline said.
"Why?" he said.
They looked at each other.
"We didn't know who you were," Marceline said.
He chuckled.
"No. So listen, I don't want this shit, okay? So y'all gonna leave my office and don't come back. So if y'all excuse me, Riri, let's go. It's almost sunset here," he said as Virsa held the lunchbox and went downstairs.
"Goodbye for good," he said as Yulian walked out on them.
"Shit!" Stellan said.
"He didn't even let us speak," Beaumont said.
Marceline bit her lips and made a fist, then smirked.
Nikolai checked his phone.
Kalma sent a video of her and Mimi.
Lilith said as they both watched.
The video began with Mila wearing glasses while dancing with Kalma.
"Running through streets till I pass out, woahhhh!"
The song played as Mila danced, moving her hands and her little glasses on her face while dancing.
"And if you ain't a hoe," Kalma sang while both were still dancing.
Mila was drinking her milk.
"Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink!!!!!!"
The Red Order chanted while hitting the table, making Mila drink all her four bottles of milk.
Nikolai and Lilith laughed as they watched the video together.
"By sunrise, I'm back!" Mila said as she waddled in.
"Hi, Mimi!" the whole family said.
Najma and Mr. Ghulman with his family went back to Pakistan.
Noor sat.
Hassan took very good care of her.
Zain was watching his baby brother too.
Mila sat as Caspian whispered in her ears.
She gasped.
"Yws!" she said.
They high-fived.
Oyiva and Rohan came back from their honeymoon in France.
Adrian and Diya too, in Thailand.
Kishore's bed was scattered.
As Nora was passing by, she heard crying from his room.
"Hello?" she said.
He kept crying.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Nora said.
Kishore sniffed.
His hand was bleeding while holding his ear.
"Oh my goodness! Hold on. I will be right back," she said, running out.
She came with Dr. Leonid and Dr. Kelvin.
They checked him.
Kishore trembled in pain as Dr. Leonid used the flashlight in his ear.
"Hey, calm down, okay? Stop crying," Nora said as Dr. Leonid used cotton and cleaned his ear.
"Can you hear me?" Dr. Leonid said.
Kishore nodded.
His right ear was bleeding and temporarily deaf for eight months now.
"He had an infection. It's bad," Dr. Leonid said.
Nora held his hand.
"Should we call Boss?" she said.
Kishore shook his head no.
"She's your mother," Nora said.
"N…No, please. Amma (mother) is happy. Don't ruin it because of me," he whispered.
Nora held his arm as Dr. Leonid cleaned his ear.
Caspian wore a grey suit.
Mila wore a dark grey dress with a silver pacifier stone with diamonds.
"Ready, my little bear?" he said.
"Yws!" Mila said.
"Ba Ba!"
Mila waved at them as they waved back and got into the cars.
Nathan, Kenan, and Alexio left.
After one hour in the car—
"So your mom was the mafia princess to your dad?" Nathan said.
"Well, he never treated her as one. She ran away from him, and he brought her back forcefully," he said.
Mila was watching a Disney movie.
"Hey, no fair!" Mila said as they laughed at her.
Soon, they arrived at a grand old British billionaire mansion standing on hundreds of acres of private countryside, surrounded by ancient oak trees, perfectly trimmed gardens, enormous iron gates, and a long sweeping stone driveway.
The mansion was an immense centuries-old aristocratic estate built from weathered honey-coloured limestone with towering chimneys, elaborate Gothic windows, carved stone balconies, ivy-covered walls, and enormous wooden doors reinforced with antique brass.
Inside the residence, every room reflected generations of wealth with vast marble entrance halls, soaring ceilings, hand-carved oak panels, priceless antique furniture, enormous crystal chandeliers, silk wall coverings, Persian carpets, gilded mirrors, and rare paintings covering the walls.
The grand staircase was carved from dark polished mahogany with an elaborate wrought-iron and gold railing leading toward private family apartments hidden behind magnificent panelled doors.
The estate contained a magnificent library filled with thousands of leather-bound first editions, a private museum displaying historic jewellery, royal artifacts, and rare collectibles, an enormous ballroom, a formal dining hall, a private cinema, several drawing rooms, a grand study, and underground wine cellars.
Behind the mansion lay an enormous private garden with sculpted hedges, rose gardens, fountains, marble statues, ornamental lakes, glasshouses, and secluded paths leading toward a private forest.
The billionaire had preserved the original character of the estate while secretly incorporating modern luxury, including hidden elevators, private security rooms, underground garages, a vast panic room, climate-controlled vaults, and a sophisticated underground passage connecting the mansion to several private buildings across the estate.
The master suite occupied an entire wing with a massive four-poster bed, private sitting room, dressing rooms, antique fireplace, private library, marble bathroom, and enormous windows overlooking the estate.
The mansion felt less like an ordinary home and more like a private British dynasty built to preserve wealth, power, history, and family prestige for generations.
Inside, an old woman walked around with her cane, smiling at the guests.
Her name was Lady Dorothea.
She was 63 years old.
"Where is Cap?" she said.
"H…He p…promise to come. He will be here soon," Beatrice said softly.
Mr. Terence eyed her like a hungry lion.
"Uhmm, they need you in the kitchen," he said.
"I'll be back," she said as he followed her.
"Where do—" she said as he grabbed her neck and pulled her into a wet, deep, hungry kiss.
He was shocked by his actions.
He lifted her up and placed her on the counter.
His hands roamed around her waist.
She kissed him, but he took it rough but slowly.
They pulled apart, breathing heavily.
"W…Why would you do…that?" Beatrice said as he took her hand and placed it on his growing manhood.
"I am hungry. Feed me, please, Bee. It'll be so hard and long," he said.
"But s…someone might come," she said.
"Nobody will. I will be quick, and by midnight I will fully charge," he whispered.
She lifted her skirt and turned back he took his dick and remove her underwear he slammed her wet tight folded her eyes rolled back as he thrust harder and faster "Shit your always so fucking tight!" He said as she moaned his arm wrapped around her neck she held his arm as he thrust faster from behind.
They both reconnected with their old time together.
After 30 minutes, they both came out sweaty.
"Still got it," he said.
Then a little girl waddled in.
"Hiiii," she said.
"I Mil!" she said again.
"A child?" Lady Dorothea said.
"Hello, sweetie. Who are you with?" Beatrice said.
"You Unca Crappy. Mama, he come now," Mila said.
They looked at each other.
Caspian entered behind her.
Mila swung her body.
His expression became darkened.