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The tension in the mansion was palpable. Raima had returned with a smirk on her lips and a dangerous gleam in her eyes. She had begun spreading whispers, attempting to twist words and plant seeds of doubt. Her target? The trust between Veeresh and Poornima.

But Poornima, sharp as ever, didn’t believe Raima’s lies. She knew Veeresh. She knew his heart — no matter how dark and ruthless he was to the world, she had seen the man who would move mountains to protect her.

Later that evening, she found Veeresh in his study, leaning casually against the desk, his sharp eyes catching her every movement.

> “Veeresh,” she said, her voice calm but firm. “Tell me the truth. I know you will, right?”

Veeresh’s eyes softened slightly, but he didn’t answer immediately, lowering his guard as he studied her expression.

Before he could speak, Poornima stepped closer. Her hand reached for his collar, pulling him gently toward her.

> “Did you do it or not? Just… yes or no,” she demanded, her eyes searching his for any hint of deceit.

Veeresh smirked, amused by her boldness.

> “What do you think, Ruby?” he asked, his voice low and teasing.

Poornima’s answer came without hesitation — a kiss. A kiss deep, passionate, and unyielding. She pressed herself against him, letting the kiss speak everything her words could not. Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, her trust and love radiating in the way she claimed him in that moment.

Veeresh, taken aback for a heartbeat, allowed himself to melt into her lips. He smiled softly against hers, feeling the warmth of her belief, the certainty of her trust.

Pulling back slightly, just enough to look into her eyes, he whispered:

> “You always know the truth, Ruby. Even when the world tries to lie.”

Poornima smiled, brushing her lips against his.

> “Because I know you. Always.”

Veeresh’s smirk widened into a rare, genuine smile, his dark exterior softening completely in front of the woman who had tamed him — the woman whose love was fierce, unshakable, and absolute.

Outside the door, Raima’s plotting mind would soon learn a harsh truth: no whisper, no lie, could ever break the bond between Veeresh and Poornima.