The Veiled Hearts

🌹Ending of Day1🔪

As I made my way to the training center, I noticed the residencies allocated to us right next to it. There's something off about the Singhania's-why don't they use cars or even walk?. I'm not sure how Aarav is connected to Yash, but I need to find out about the Singhania family tree about everyone living in this mansion and how they are connected with Yash Singhania.

I have to be cautious with every move I make.The person I'm here for knows I'm a spy, yet he hasn't exposed me. I don't know his intentions yet,what is he waiting for??Is he waiting for the right moment to have me locked up for twenty years, as he threatened in the parking lot?.I need to hurry and uncover the truth about my brother-where he is and whether he's even alive. My instincts tell me he isn't dead, but I need to find him to bring peace to my heart and soul.

The bike came to a halt, and I quickly dismounted. Aarav glanced at me and smiled. He pointed at my hand and said, "It looks painful . Your bodyguard recruitment finals are coming up,take care." I looked at my hand and nodded in response.

Suddenly, the senior bodyguard who had accused me of molestation earlier this morning appeared, his hair disheveled as if he had just been roused from sleep. He stood in front of Aarav, saluting him with fervor. Aarav stepped down from his bike, returned the salute with equal enthusiasm, and then embraced him.

I couldn't help but think, What's this guy's deal, clinging to people like they're lifelong friends?The senior guard hugged him back and then turned to me. "Your room is on the second floor, the penthouse," he said, handing me a set of keys. "Take these, and don't lose them-there's only one key, and you'll be staying alone."

I nodded, took the keys, and started walking towards my room. Aarav called out from behind, waving. "Good night, little brother!" he shouted.What the hell?! Did he just call me little? First Yash calls me puppy, then kitten, and now this guy calls me cute.

I know I'm only 5'4", and they're all six-footers, but that doesn't mean they should treat me like a child. I turned back, suppressing my irritation, and waved goodbye before heading upstairs.On the second floor, I found the penthouse on the rooftop. I sighed with relief-it wasn't the shared space with other men I had feared, but my own room. I opened the door to find a small yet cozy space, perfect for resting after a long day.