Morning came slowly over the Rathore mansion, like even the sun hesitated to enter his world.
Aanya Verma had not slept properly.
Her hands were still sore from yesterday's work… but the real pain was something she couldn't explain.
The way Rudra Rathore looked at her.
Not like a servant.
Not like a worker.
But like something he didn't understand… yet couldn't ignore.
At the same time, outside the mansion gates—
A girl stood nervously, holding an old phone tightly.
Riya Verma.
Aanya's elder sister.
But unlike Aanya, Riya's eyes were sharp… calculating.
She stared at the massive gates of the Rathore mansion.
"So this is where she works…" she whispered.
A slow smile formed on her lips.
"Rich… powerful… dangerous man."
Inside the mansion, Aanya was cleaning when the head guard suddenly called her.
"Someone outside is here for you."
Aanya frowned. "For me?"
She walked toward the gate.
And the moment she saw her sister—
Her heart dropped.
"Riya…?"
Riya stepped forward quickly and hugged her—but her hug felt… wrong. Too tight. Too planned.
"I missed you so much, Aanya," Riya said softly.
But her eyes were already scanning the mansion behind her.
Later, outside the servant area—
Riya whispered sharply, "Do you know where you are working?"
Aanya shook her head slightly. "Why are you here?"
Riya smiled.
"That man… Rudra Rathore… do you know who he is?"
Aanya stayed silent.
Riya leaned closer.
"He doesn't just run businesses… he destroys lives."
Aanya's grip tightened.
"Leave. This is dangerous."
But Riya's smile widened.
"I didn't come to take you away."
A pause.
"I came to take him."
That evening…
Rudra Rathore returned to the mansion.
The entire house fell silent the moment he entered.
But something was different.
His eyes stopped.
On the gate.
On the girl standing there.
Riya Verma.
She bowed her head slightly… but her eyes didn't show fear.
Only interest.
Rudra noticed it instantly.
A stranger.
Inside his territory.
Looking at him like that.
And for the first time…
his expression darkened.
Inside, Aanya rushed forward.
"Sir… she is my sister. Please forgive her—she just came to meet me."
Rudra didn't look at Aanya.
His eyes stayed on Riya.
"You brought someone into my house," he said slowly.
The air dropped cold.
Aanya froze.
But Riya stepped forward.
"I came myself," she said calmly.
A small silence.
Rudra finally looked at her fully.
Dangerous eyes.
Unmoved voice.
"Wrong place to be curious," he said.
Riya smiled slightly.
"Or maybe…" she replied, "the right place to meet you."
Aanya's heart stopped.
Because in that moment…
she saw it.
Riya wasn't afraid.
And Rudra Rathore… noticed her too.
But unlike others…
this attention didn't feel like danger.
It felt like a warning.
Something was about to change.