Samyukta's POV

The sunrays were casting a golden veil on the room as I looked at it for the last time. This room had been our haven for the past week, a place of refuge and bonding and the thought of leaving made my heart heavy.

Abhimanyu came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. 

"Let's go, baby." 

He asked softly, his chin resting on my shoulder.

I nodded. 

With one last look around the room, I took a deep breath and turned to face him. 

"Let's go," I said, my voice steadier than I felt.

He kissed the top of my head and turned away to grab our bags. We headed downstairs, where Yusuf and Hayat were waiting to see us off.

Hayat pulled me into a tight embrace. 

"Take care, Samyukta. Remember, this is your home too."

Abhimanyu and Mr. Arslan shared a hug this time. Both of them held something in their eyes. Maan patted his back as he sighed.

"Trust your god, Yusuf. He'll definitely answer your prayers." 

Maan said, hugging him more tightly. Mr. Arslan closed his eyes tightly and nodded with a heavy breath.

They broke the hug, and Mr. Arslan wrapped his palm around Abhimanyu's and pulled him into a side hug. 

"Take care, brother."

"You too, brother!"

"Mrs. Rathore, please keep visiting this place. The doors are always open for you." 

Mr. Arslan said, his voice filled with warmth and sincerity.

"I will, Mr. Arslan. Thank you for everything." 

I replied, feeling grateful to all that he did to save me.

Maan has said me how he had ran to him immediately when he learned that I was abducted. And Mr. Arslan without thinking twice put his force in work 

Ayaan came running to us clutching a paper in his hand. He handed it over to me and quickly ran away to hide behind Hayat. We chuckled at his shyness.

I unfolded the paper and saw a cute drawing of all of us together, with "I Love You Abhi Uncle and Samyu Aunty" written in big, colorful letters.

"This is so sweet, Ayaan! Thank you!" I called out to him.

He peeked out from behind Hayat, giving a shy smile.

Abhimanyu reached out to him and ruffled Ayaan's hair affectionately.

"You're a talented artist, Ayaan. We'll miss you."

With final goodbyes exchanged and promises to keep in touch, we headed to the black SUV. As we drove away from the Arslan estate.  I felt a mix of emotions—sadness to leave such wonderful people but also excitement for the new chapter ahead in London.

We reached the airport within five minutes or so, and the private jet was already on standby. We followed protocols, and hardly within thirty minutes, we had ourselves settled on the couch of our jet. The jet was sent from India by my father-in-law. After what happened, he was adamant about not compromising one step with my safety, and we all had to abide him.

I am anticipating all of their reactions when I reach home. Oh my god! All of them will be so ready to scold me for going away from London to Istanbul without informing anyone. I'm sure bhaiyaa has already heard a lot by now.

Shree kept calling me all these days. Initially, after he had returned from Istanbul, she was giving him the silent treatment. On video calls, she had screamed at me at the top of her voice. She called us brother-sister duo stupid for pulling such a foolish act.

Once, during a call, Samrat bhaiyaa entered the room, and she started taunting him again.

"And you! Mr. President of the Chauhan Empire. How could you play with your sister's safety like this? What were you thinking?"

She said turning towards him.

"How could an oh-so-intelligent, brilliant president be so reckless? You should know better, Samrat! What if something had happened to her?"

And bhaiyaa had his head down, listening quietly.

As the conversation replayed in my mind, I knew we had a lot to make up for- lots of buttering and lots of sorries, but I also knew our family would always have our backs. So I'm ready to do anything to earn back their trust.

Abhimanyu squeezed my hand, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"What's that little mind of yours thinking about?" 

He asked, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Just home, nothing else." 

I replied, smiling softly.

"Oh baby! Missing home? We'll be there soon but let's enjoy London." 

He said, his excitement infectious.

I laughed, feeling his happiness through his eyes. 

"You're right. Let's make the most of our time in London."

He leaned in, pressing a kiss to my forehead. 

"Oh yes baby! Don't worry I'll make the most of our time in our bed pleasing you."

I chuckled, my cheeks flushing at his bold words. 

"You're insatiable, Maan."

He grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief. 

"Only for you, love. Just wait until we're alone in London."

I shook my head but unable to hide my smile.

"And you love it, don't you?" 

He replied, wrapping his arms around me.

"I do," I admitted, feeling warmth spread through me. "I really do."

I rested my head on his shoulder as he rested his on mine. We stayed like that, wrapped in each other's warmth, letting the hum of the jet soothe us.

"We'll be alright, right Maan?" 

I asked softly, breaking the silence between us.

He lifted his head to look at me, his expression earnest. 

"You trust me, don't you?"

"I do, but..." 

I hesitated, unsure if my concerns were clear to him.

Cupping my face gently, he interrupted my thoughts. 

"I know what you're thinking. I've thought about this a lot. I know I can be difficult sometimes. But I'm committed to changing that. I promise, from now on, whether I'm feeling sad or happy, I'll always talk to you about it."

"Yes, Maan. Let's promise never to stop communicating. Whether we're happy or sad, we'll always share with each other. That way, we can avoid any misunderstandings."

He nodded eagerly. I gazed into his eyes, my lips wide with smile reassured by his sincerity. 

I leaned in closer and our lips met in a tender kiss, a silent promise of understanding and trust. His touch was gentle yet passionate, his warmth enveloping me completely. For a moment, the world outside our embrace faded away, leaving only the comforting hum of the jet and the sweet intimacy between us.

As we pulled back slightly, I rested my forehead against his, savoring the closeness. 

"I love you, Maan." 

I whispered.

"I love you too, Samyukta," 

He murmured, his thumb caressing my cheek softly.

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Abhimanyu's POV

As the jet began its descent into London, I couldn't help but admire her peaceful expression, her warmth against me comforting beyond words. The soft rise and fall of her chest with each breath, the way her hair fell gently over her shoulders—it all spoke of a quiet beauty that captivated me endlessly.

Gently brushing a stray strand of hair from her face, I marveled at how lucky I was to have her in my life. Despite the challenges we'd faced, seeing her so serene and trusting in my embrace made everything worthwhile. Leaning down, I pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, my heart overflowing with love.

"I love you so much, Samyukta," I whispered, knowing she couldn't hear me but wanting to say it nonetheless. "You're my everything."

As the jet touched down on the runway, I held her a little closer, cherishing these moments before we embarked on the next chapter of our journey together in London.

"Have we landed?" 

Suddenly, I heard her sleepy voice. She is so cute!!!

"Yes, baby, we've just landed." 

I replied softly, smiling down at her as she stirred awake.

She blinked a few times, adjusting to the surroundings, and then looked up at me with a sleepy smile. 

"Did I sleep through the landing?"

"Like a baby." 

I teased gently, brushing her cheek with my thumb.

She stretched her arms above her head, yawning delicately. She sat up straighter, rubbing her eyes lightly. 

"Ah! What a good sleep I had!"

I chuckled, helping her adjust her seatbelt as the jet taxied towards the terminal.

"We'll head to the penthouse first."

"Oh yes!" 

She replied with enthusiasm, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

I leaned in closer, unable to resist, and kissed her softly on the lips. She smiled against my lips, her hand finding mine giving it a light squeeze.

As we stepped off the jet, hand in hand, I couldn't stop thinking about the plans I had made for her here.

The alumni reunion was merely a pretext to see her adorned in the beautiful dress I had bought. I've plans to propose her in the best way possible. It had been shipped to the penthouse I had reserved—a stunning bronze maxi dress adorned with shimmering details, featuring an asymmetric cowl neckline and an open back, perfectly complementing her enchanting figure.

Entering the penthouse, this would be the first of many surprises I had planned for her.

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Author's POV

They arrived at the penthouse, and Samyukta immediately headed to the bathroom to freshen up while Abhimanyu took care of settling the staff for handling their luggage.

"Maan!" 

Abhimanyu heard Samyukta's excited voice. He anticipated this moment and made his way to their bedroom.

"This is so beautiful, Maan!" 

She squealed with delight as she ran towards him and pulled him into a tight hug.

"You liked it?" 

He asked with a grin.

"Of course I did!" 

She replied, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Unable to resist her infectious joy, he swept her off her feet and carried her towards the luxurious bathroom. 

It had beautiful a white freestanding bathtub and gold fixtures along with a walk-in shower on a polished marble flooring embellished with golden leafy designs. A wooden vanity was placed by its side and a golden chandelier along with a golden overhead shower attached to it, decorated the roof above it. The air seeping in through the white curtains along with the natural light made the bathroom look eccentric.

"Where are you taking me?" 

She asked, her excitement evident in her voice.

"To shower, my love,." 

He replied softly.

"But won't it be... umm..."

"What is it, baby?" 

He asked, looking into her eyes.

She hesitated for a moment before meeting his gaze again. 

"It's our first time. Won't it be uncomfortable in the shower? I think the bed..."

"Oh sweetheart, don't worry," he reassured her, gently caressing her cheek. "I won't do anything to make you uncomfortable or keep you from enjoying our first time together, especially, your first time. We can take it slow and make sure you're completely at ease."

She smiled softly, her trust in him evident in her eyes. 

"Okay." 

She replied with a grin.

As they stepped into the walk-in shower, the scent of fresh jasmine instantly enveloped them, refreshing our senses and setting a serene mood.

He quickly arranged the bathrobe and towels on the stand, ensuring everything was within easy reach. She watched me attentively, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

"Freshen up quickly," he suggested as he finished, "and then we'll call room service for dinner."

Her playful grin turned into a suggestive question as she looked up at me. 

"Won't you join me?"

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"Please," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of their heated breaths.

"Please what, baby?"

"Maan, please!"

"Say me what you want, baby?"

"Please, Maan! Its throbbing. Anhhh!"

"How do you want me to help with that?"

"Make me cum!"

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