Back at the penthouse, the city lights glittered through the windows, casting a soft glow over the room. Veeresh’s expression was calm, but his tone carried an edge as he sat beside Poornima on the couch.

“Poornima,” he said softly, yet firmly, “Sahana has completely removed you from Rathore Industries. You don’t have any rights or shares there anymore.”

Poornima looked at him and nodded, her face serene. “I know,” she replied quietly. “She’s my elder sister, and she has a right to do what she thinks is best. It’s alright.”

Veeresh’s gaze softened, and he gently cupped her face with his hands. “What’s yours will always be yours,” he said with quiet conviction. “Maybe not today, but someday in the future… it will come back to you. I promise.”

A small, relieved smile broke across Poornima’s lips. She leaned into his touch, feeling the warmth and protection radiating from him.

Without thinking, she closed the distance between them, and they shared a slow, tender kiss — the kind that spoke of trust, love, and everything they had endured together.

When they finally pulled apart, Veeresh’s lips curved into a mischievous smile. “And just so you know…” he whispered, his voice low and teasing, “I’m a beast in bed.”

Poornima’s cheeks flushed, a soft laugh escaping her. She rolled her eyes playfully, but her heart skipped at his bold confidence.

Veeresh pulled her closer into his arms, hugging her tightly. “Tonight… it’s just us. No games, no past, no doubts. Just you and me.”

Poornima rested her head on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath hers. For the first time in a long while, she felt completely safe, completely loved, and completely his.