Ritual to worship her

''She was supposed to be a contract...
So why does losing her feel like losing my entire world?''

The underground chamber doors opened again.

A man hurried inside nervously, stopping near the table before lowering his head respectfully.
"Sir... this arrived for the Vashisht family."

He placed a large cream colored envelope carefully onto the black marble table.

The meeting paused briefly.

Aryan frowned slightly. "What now?"

Shreya reached for the envelope first Elegant gold embossing decorated the front Her expression remained neutral as she opened it casually until she read the name inside.

And suddenly her face changed completely.

Aryan noticed immediately. "What happened?"

Shreya didn't answer for a second slowly, her eyes lifted toward Rudra.

The atmosphere shifted even the mafia leaders sensed danger instinctively finally, Shreya spoke quietly. "It's an engagement invitation."

Aryan frowned. "Whose?"

"Siya's."

The room went dead still.

Rudra didn't move. Not even slightly. But somehow the temperature inside the chamber dropped instantly.

Shreya continued softly, still staring at the card like she didn't believe it herself. "Tomorrow evening..." Her eyes lowered again. "With Arjun Sinha."

The name echoed sharply through the silent chamber Nobody dared breathe.

Because at the head of the table Rudra Vashisht had gone completely still.

Aryan slowly walked toward Shreya and took the invitation from her hand. His eyes scanned the elegant gold lettering.

Engagement Ceremony Siya Sharma & Arjun Sinha

Tomorrow.

Aryan looked up sharply. "This is ridiculous."

But Rudra finally moved His hand extended toward the invitation card Aryan hesitated before giving it to him.

Rudra read every word in silence. His expression revealed nothing Absolutely nothing. Which was worse. Much worse.

Then Rudra stood up slowly from his chair.

Every mafia member straightened immediately.

His voice came low. Absolute.

"Prepare the cars."