Rathod Guest Wing — Evening
The large royal-style room was silent except for servants preparing everything for the wedding downstairs. Expensive watches, perfumes, and black coats were arranged neatly across the room.
Vihaan stood near the mirror fighting with his tie dramatically.
Vihaan Rathod (ML’s Youngest Brother): “If this tie kills me, tell people I died handsome.”
Aryan Rathod (ML’s 1st Younger Brother): “You look like a confused magician.”
Vihaan Rathod (ML’s Youngest Brother): “Jealousy is a disease.”
Karan Rathod (ML’s 2nd Younger Brother): “No. Your fashion sense is.”
Vihaan placed his hand over his heart dramatically.
Vihaan Rathod (ML’s Youngest Brother): “Why is everyone in this family emotionally abusive?”
Nearby, Dev Singh Rathod calmly adjusted his black cufflinks while sitting on the couch silently.
Cold expression.
Sharp eyes.
Dangerous silence.
Aryan Rathod (ML’s 1st Younger Brother): “You still have time to escape the wedding.”
Dev Singh Rathod (ML): “I don’t run from responsibilities.”
Vihaan Rathod (ML’s Youngest Brother): “See? This is why nobody argues with him. He talks like a final boss.”
Even Karan laughed slightly after hearing that.
At that moment, a servant nervously entered the room.
Servant: “Sir, everyone is waiting downstairs.”
Dev slowly stood up.
The servant instantly lowered his eyes respectfully.
The Rathod brothers walked downstairs together toward the mandap.
Meanwhile downstairs—
The beautifully decorated wedding hall glowed under golden lights while guests whispered excitedly.
Near the mandap stood Dev’s parents.
Rudra Rathod (ML Father): “The Vermas are taking too long.”
Savitri Rathod (ML Mother): “Something feels strange.”
Rudra Rathod (ML Father): “They better not create problems.”
At that moment, Dev and his brothers entered downstairs together.
The atmosphere immediately changed.
Guests moved aside respectfully while whispers spread across the hall.
“The Rathod brothers look unreal…”
“Dev Rathod is terrifying…”
“No wonder everyone fears him…”
Dev ignored the whispers completely while calmly walking toward the mandap.
Meanwhile upstairs—
The Verma family was falling apart emotionally.
Shivani sat silently in front of the mirror while servants adjusted heavy bridal jewelry around her neck.
Her swollen eyes looked red from crying continuously.
The bridal lehenga felt heavier with every second.
Not because of the fabric.
But because it belonged to her sister.
Meera Verma (FL Mother): “My child…”
Meera softly touched Shivani’s face emotionally.
Shivani Verma (FL): “Maa… I’m scared…”
That one broken sentence shattered Meera emotionally.
Tears instantly filled her eyes again.
Nearby, Aarav angrily paced around the room.
Aarav Verma (FL Younger Brother): “This is insane! Why is nobody stopping this?!”
Rajesh Verma (FL Father): “Enough Aarav.”
Aarav Verma (FL Younger Brother): “No! Di is literally crying!”
Rajesh closed his eyes frustratedly before speaking coldly.
Rajesh Verma (FL Father): “You think Dev Rathod will quietly forgive this insult?”
The room instantly became silent again.
Fear returned to everyone’s faces immediately.
Because everybody knew one thing—
This marriage was no longer about happiness.
It was about survival.
Slowly, the servants placed the bridal veil over Shivani’s head.
Her trembling fingers tightened around her dupatta painfully.
And downstairs…
Dev Rathod waited unknowingly for a bride who had already run away.
To Be Continued…
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