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Abhira was shoved into the backseat of the van, kicking and crying. "Let me go! My Puchku will come! He will make you all tomato soup!"

"X! Close her mouth!" one of the masked men barked, his voice sharp, laced with urgency, as he tossed a grimy cloth toward another.

The man caught it swiftly and lunged forward, grabbing Abhira's face.

But he underestimated her.

With a sudden burst of rage and fear, Abhira twisted her body and kicked him straight in the stomach with all the force she could muster.

"AAAHH!" the man howled, stumbling back.

THUD!
He crashed onto the road, clutching his stomach, writhing in pain. His mask shifted, revealing the edge of his scarred cheek.

"YOU LITTLE-" he hissed, breathless.

The remaining masked men ignored him , locking the door. The vehicle roared to life and disappeared into the night.

The night had a spine-chilling silence as the black SUV screeched to a halt in a dense, isolated area. The men opened the door, and Abhira was pushed out forcefully. She stumbled, barefoot, her soft dupatta slipping off her shoulder.

"Puchku...!! I want my Puchku!!" she screamed, kicking her tiny feet, tears smudging her cheeks.

They her there alone and vanished into darkness

She turned and saw... a gigantic royal chair at the center of the hall, the only thing visible in the dim moonlight.

A man sat on it, his back towards her.

Her breath caught.

She took a step back, trembling. "Who... who are you?!My husband is mafia king! He has big gun! And big muscle!" Huh?! You don't know my Puchku is very dangerous! He'll break your bones!" She balled her tiny fists, voice shivering with fake bravery.

The man didn't move.

"Oyyye" Abhira shouted

Only silence... and then-

Suddenly-a soft giggle echoed.

"Who...who are you black man? " Abhira whispered again

She inched closer. The chair creaked slightly... and then she tiptoed to the front gulping. "Please don't hurt me... I'm small..." she whispered.

She circled the chair nervously-

There sat her little boy, Kian, grinning with one tiny teeth, his feet dangling.

Abhira gasped, instantly crushed him in her arms. "Kian! My baby!! What you doing here, naughty monkey!!*" she kissed his cheeks wildly. "Stupid goons, you all tricked me!! You all are badmashi uncle!!"

Before she could react more, the entire place lit up with fireworks-

BOOM!!

Abhira jumped. "Aaah!!"

But this wasn't fire.

Lights exploded around her with a dramatic sound. Music started playing-

"Tujhe Dekha To Yeh Jaana Sanam..."

Spotlights flashed across a grand, glowing modern villa that had appeared out of nowhere like a magic trick. Fairy lights twinkled, rose petals flew, and there he was...

Rajveer Singh Rajvanshi.

In a black suit, playing the guitar, his hair bouncing in Bollywood breeze, a rose between his teeth (okay, not really, but almost). He stopped, threw the guitar away like a hero, and opened his arms wide in classic SRK pose.

His eyes sparkled, heart racing as Abhira stood frozen.

This is it, he thought dreamily. She'll run into my arms. Hug me. Cry. Kiss me. Say I love you puchku.Everything slow motion.

And abhira called him "puchkuuu",

She dropped Kian.

She ran.

He braced for the embrace.

THAACK!

She slapped his shoulder hard.

" i divorce you !" she yelled in her squeaky voice. "You scared me! Made me cry! I hate you! I DIVORCE YOU!!"

Rajveer's romantic smile froze mid-air.

Rajveer blinked, "...W-What?! Divorce?! But I... the music, the lights... mujhe laga tum bhaag ke gale lagogi!"

"Naahiii!" she cried like a drama queen. "You leave me with bad mens, scary place, and not put your number in my phone! No talk to me forever!"

Rajveer looked at Kian, confused "But bacha, kian signalled me that this plan was good"

Kian facepalmed "offo papa, i signalled you not to do this . I misunderstood my signal. What ever! Now you have eto face Abhira Mumma anger . I said you already that mumma will beat you ,but you didn't listened to me. Apko tho romeo banne ki khwaish thi , ab mumma ko kaise face karenge aap. Ok! I should start crying to save you from Mumma ", he thought in his mind

And Kian started crying according to his plan

Kian blinked rapidly, his tiny hands covering his face as he began to sob dramatically.

His lips quivered like a true artist, tears brimming at the corners, ready to flow on command. He looked like a wounded bunny as he clutched Abhira's dupatta.

Abhira froze,confused at first. Her heart instantly melted seeing her baby cry forgetting her Anger on rajveer

She hugged him, rubbing his back. "My kiuu... don't cry... Mumma is here..."

But then-

Her eyes narrowed.

She noticed his lips curling up a little. One eye peeking.

"KIuuu!" she shouted like a strict mom. "Don't do drama! You're acting na? Trying to save your Puchku Papa? Haan?"

Kian froze.

Busted.

He immediately stood up straight, wiped fake tears, gave a sheepish grin, and thought, " hehe sorry Mumma, you continue your Anger and I will just watch you beating papa..."

.Abhira slowly turned toward him... her eyes full of mummy-mode rage

Uh-oh.

She spotted a wooden stick nearby.

Rajveer gulped.

"Arey ,listen to me ... meri jaan, meri gulabo, meri drama queen..." he stepped back.

"NO!" she shouted. "You scared me! Took me like kidnapping! You think it's romance? I will beat you like old granny now!"

And with that-she chased Rajveer around the hall, swinging the stick while Kian laughed like a villain sidekick.

SMACK! "Ouch! Abhira! I'm your husband!"

"Ex-husband! I' divorce you " she snapped.

" (koyi na , hum aap se dobara shaadi karlenge ) its ok I will MARRY YOU AGAIN!" he shouted dramatically, falling to his knees with folded hands.

Abhira paused.

Her lips twitched.

A soft pink shade crawled onto her cheeks. "Haww... badtameez!"

Rajveer smiled, walked to her, and suddenly did sit-ups in front of her.

"One... two... Abhira is my queen... three... I'm sorry meri jaan... four... cutest wife in the world..."

Abhira couldn't stay mad. She sat down with a "hmph" but peeked at Rajveer with a giggle.

Okay okay, stop, I forgived you... half."

Rajveer stood, grinning like a schoolboy. "Now come, let me show you something..."

He held her hand gently and guided her to the villa entrance.

But just before stepping in, he stopped her.

"Wait." He rushed inside, came back with a small bowl of rock salt.

Abhira blinked. "This for kitchen?"

Rajveer shook his head. "To remove all the evil yes from you and Kian ."

He circled the salt around her and Kian, muttering things like, "Kisi ki nazar na lage mere bacha aur bacha ki maa ko.main nahi chahta mere chaand mein daag aaye..." Then threw it dramatically behind him.

Then-

He lifted both of them in his arms.

"Yeh ghar ab hum teenon ka hai."

They entered the villa together.

The hall was massive, glowing with warm lights. Every corner was filled with soft toys, dolls, car tracks, glow stars - everything Abhira and Kian loved. A swing hung near the window, painted pink and blue. A wall was painted with a cartoon version of Rajveer-Abhira-Kian together.

"Puchkuuuu!" Abhira squealed. "This all for meeee?!"

"For you and our son." Rajveer smiled.

He showed her the playroom, with books and dolls and Kian's superheroes.

Then he took her to a double glass door.

"and this our secret hideout " he said and opened to reveal their bedroom.

Soft fur rug, a gigantic round bed, a galaxy night ceiling, and fairy lights that blinked her name and Kian's. The walls had framed candid moments-Abhira playing, Kian sleeping, Rajveer kissing Abhira's forehead.

Abhira jumped on the bed and rolled with joy. "Puchku this is heaven! Can we live here forever?"

Rajveer lay beside her, held her hand, and whispered against her cheek.

"Whenever the world tries to keep us apart, this will be our secret place..."
"Only you, me and our baby, Yeh ghar sirf tumhare liye banaya"

Abhira looked at him, eyes shining.

Then she hugged him and mumbled, "You are still bad boy. But... I little love you."

Rajveer grinned, "Bas little?"

"Okay... medium."

"Only medium?"

They laughed, and Kian dove onto the bed between them shouting, "Family hug!!"

Abhira was lying on the soft, round bed like a lazy cat, her hair messy and her cheeks pink from laughing too much. Kian was curled beside her with his teddy, watching his parents like it was his favorite cartoon.

Rajveer sat beside them, resting one elbow on the bed, grinning.

Suddenly, Abhira gasped.
Her eyes widened. "PUCHKU!!!"

She grabbed his hand like it was glass. "You're bleeding! Finger hurt! I hit you, na? I'm sorrryyy!" Her lips trembled. "I broke you..."

Rajveer tried to say something, but she was already panicking. She started kissing his injured finger again and again.

"Bo-bo. Go away " she whispered with full belief, like a toddler doing magic.

Rajveer's heart melted.

Kian (in his head): Oh god... Mumma activated doctor mode. Papa is gone now.

Rajveer blinked dramatically and tilted his head.

And the naughty devil in him woke up.

"Then... I think I got hurt on my cheek too... maybe here..." he said, dramatically pointing to his cheek, then to the other side, making pained faces

Abhira looked at him.

She paused.

She inched closer.

Rajveer closed his eyes. Smiled.

Here comes the kiss... Romantic mode: ON.

And then-CHOMP!

"AAAHHH!" Rajveer screamed as Abhira bit him hard on his cheek like a naughty hamster.

She giggled madly. "Bo-bo-bite therapy!"

Kian burst out laughing. "Mummaaaa is wild today!"

Rajveer rubbed his cheek with a goofy grin. "Okay okay, I surrender! But tomorrow... I've another surprise for you, my Queen."

Abhira peeked from under the blanket. "Really?! What surprise? Tell na!"

He winked. "Secret! But first, let's sleep here tonight. No going back to Goenka house now."

But then her expression changed. She looked worried again. "Now take me back to Manish nanu s house... What if he wake up and find me gone?! He will be so much angry!"

Rajveer flopped dramatically onto the bed like a Bollywood hero after heartbreak. "Arre baba, Manish Mama will wake up after ten hours minimum."

"How you know?" she narrowed her eyes.

He smirked. "Because I added sleeping pills in his chai."

Abhira gasped. "He didn't drink your chai! He drank what neighbor aunty gave!"

Rajveer raised a brow and gave a smug smirk. "Haan toh? You think your Manish nanu is Prime Minister? Neighbor aunty left her serials and housework to give him chai at 10 pm? It was my plan, madam. I made aunty give him MY tea. With extra pyaar... and sleeping dose."

Abhira blinked. Kian's mouth fell open.

Kian (inner voice): My dad is literally the villain in cartoons. Evil genius!

Rajveer proudly folded his arms. "Now he's peacefully snoring like a baby goat."

Abhira held her stomach, giggling uncontrollably. "You are SO BAD! And my nani will beat you!"

Rajveer shrugged. "If he wakes up before tomorrow noon, I'll personally bring him halwa."

They all collapsed into laughter. Abhira lay back, her hand still holding Rajveer's.

Kian yawned beside them, curled between his parents.

After some time :-

Abhira lay peacefully, her head resting on Rajveer's shoulder. Her fingers absentmindedly played with his shirt buttons while Rajveer gently rocked their little baby, Kian, in his arms.

Kian, gurgled happily as Rajveer pressed soft kisses on his forehead.

"My prince is not sleepy yet, hmm?" Rajveer whispered, his voice like honey.

Abhira smiled, her eyes heavy but shining. "He's naughty like you... Puchku Papa."

Kian suddenly made a loud cooing noise, throwing his tiny hands up. Abhira giggled.

"Dekha? He agreed!" she whispered, kissing Kian's tiny fingers.

Rajveer smirked. "He's Papa's boy... of course he did."

Kian let out a happy squeal, then hiccupped, and looked between his parents with his large blinking eyes.

Kian let out a loud giggle, his tiny legs kicking, hands waving.

Rajveer turned his head and smiled at the scene beside him. "How did I get two babies in one life?" he said playfully.

Abhira turned, pouting. "I'm not a baby! I'm mummaaa!"

Rajveer laughed, leaning close and kissing her forehead. "Yes, you're my prettiest baby mumma."

Abhira blushed and buried her face in his neck.

Kian gave a soft "baaaa!" and suddenly grabbed Rajveer's finger, refusing to let go.

"Oh ho... jealous boy detected," Rajveer teased, wiggling his finger. "Papa's romance interrupted by Commander Kian."

Kian let out a high-pitched laugh like he understood everything.

The three lay in a tangled cuddle - Abhira curled into Rajveer's chest, and Kian snuggled on her tummy. The warm lamp cast a soft glow over them. Rajveer ran his fingers slowly through Abhira's hair.

"abhira..." he whispered softly.

"Haan...?" she murmured sleepily, tracing circles on his chest with her finger.

Abhira looked up and kissed his cheek.and

"I love you jaaan " rajveer whispered

She hugged him tightly a

Rajveer tucked a blanket around Abhira and Kian, kissing Abhira's forehead. "Meri chhoti si family..."

They lay in a soft embrace-Abhira in the middle, baby Kian on her chest, and Rajveer hugging them both from behind.

But then-

Rajveer's phone buzzed.

Carefully, he got up, walked to the balcony, and answered in a low voice.

"Hmm... The plan is done."

The voice on the other end confirmed. Rajveer's lips curled into a smirk.

"Good. They deserved worse. But for now... this will do."

He ended the call and whispered to himself, "No one dares to hurt my family. Not anymore."

Shift to: Rajvanshi Mansion - Out House

. Inside, Dadiji and Rehan were pacing, their expressions dark.

Dadiji gritted her teeth. "How is this possible?She should have been ashes by now!"

Rehan slammed the table. "Someone tipped her off. Or maybe she was never alone..."

Dadiji hissed. "That girl... she's a curse. We'll find another way. This time, we won't fail."

Suddenly... CLICK.

The door locked from the outside.

Rehan rushed to open it-but it wouldn't budge.

Then-smoke started filling the room.

"Dadi... what is that smell...?" Rehan's voice trembled.

A beat of silence. A low crackling sound started from a corner. Then the scent of smoke-thick, choking, unmistakable.

Rehan rushed to the door.

"LOCKED! WHO LOCKED THIS?" he screamed, yanking the handle.

Then-BOOM!

A pipe exploded in the far end of the room, throwing sparks across the floor. The flames leapt, greedy and wild, crawling across the wooden panels like hungry snakes.

Dadiji screamed as the fire caught the end of her saree, igniting it instantly. She tried to pat it down, but her hands caught the flames, her flesh burning, bubbling with blisters.

"AAAAAAHHH!" she shrieked. "MY HANDS! MY LEGS!!"

She stumbled back, only for a pillar to fall, smashing into her thigh. She cried out, trapped.

Rehan tried to reach her, but his jacket caught fire. He fell to the floor, rolling, screaming, his voice hoarse.

"HELP! SOMEONE HELP!!"

The fire hissed louder in reply, licking up the walls, devouring everything in its path. The air was thick-no escape, no mercy.

Their own screams filled the inferno as the floorboards cracked beneath them. Smoke blinded them. Heat melted the paint off the walls. The temperature felt like hell.

Dadiji was half-burned, her lips cracked, hair smoking, her voice almost gone. "Rehan... save me..."

Rehan's eyes were swollen, his face red and peeling, the skin on his back blistering. "Dadi... I can't- I-"

Suddenly-

CRASH!

The door burst open, and Aryan and Rudransh stormed in, masks over their faces, shouting to bodyguards.

"GET THEM OUT NOW!!"

Two guards pulled out Rehan, who had already half body burnt , Another two dragged Dadiji, barely breathing, from the flames.

As they were carried out, the outhouse collapsed behind them, engulfed in one final blast of fire.

Meanwhile: Rajveer's Villa
Rajveer sat on the balcony, wind brushing through his hair.

He took a deep breath... and smiled.

"Burn with your sins," he whispered.

"Pain for pain... betrayal for betrayal..." he whispered.

He turned, walking inside with a satisfied smirk.

"Coming, my Queen. The monsters have finally met their fire."

Then he turned and walked back into the room.

There, Abhira was already ,half-asleep, holding Kian against her chest. Rajveer melted.

He lay beside them again and pulled them close.

Abhira stirred. "Puchku... where did you go...?"

Rajveer kissed her head. "Nowhere, baby. Just tying up loose ends."

Kian let out a tiny fart and giggled in his sleep.

Abhira blinked and whispered, "He's Papa's baby only... naughty naughty..."

Rajveer chuckled softly.

He leaned down and kissed Kian's forehead. Then looked at Abhira.

"I love you," he whispered.

Abhira smiled sleepily. "I love you more, Puchku. And Kian also say he love you."

"He better," Rajveer said. "Or I'll tickle him till morning."

The night wrapped around them like a lullaby, while far away... the enemies tasted their first bite of karma.