Masuk“Saraya, do you have a cell phone?” Vidhant asked suddenly. Saraya, who was gazing at the dark jungle, turned around after hearing his question.
“Okay, I’ll get you one, and also a laptop,” Vidhant replied and eyed Raf, who was deep in thought. Raf felt his eyes and looked up.
Raf didn’t reply, just turned his gaze towards Saraya.
“What will I do with a cell phone and a laptop?” Saraya asked with a frown on her face.
“Online classes for your high school,” Raf replied, and giving her one last glance, left from there.
“Really?” Saraya asked in a tone full of surprise.
“Yup, he already talked with the principal of your school. Don’t worry, you won’t miss your classes. And the days you were absent—I’ve arranged the notes. I’ll give them to you in the morning,” Vidhant replied and came towards her.
“Why are you both doing so much for me? I know Austin and Justin wanted to save me, but you’ve already done that. Then why these things?” Saraya asked while fidgeting with her fingers.
“Saraya, sometimes it’s better to leave things the way they are. I know you have many questions in your mind, but for now, stop thinking—because it’ll only make your mind more complex,” Vidhant explained gently.
“Okay,” Saraya replied in a meek tone. She had lots of questions lingering in her mind but couldn’t decipher where to get the answers from.
“Come, I’ll drop you to your room,” Vidhant said and took her upstairs.
Saraya, while walking towards her room, thought about Rafael. She didn’t know why, but she wanted to know about him. His mysterious personality attracted her. She didn’t know Vidhant much either—but Rafael was different.
“Here is your room,” Vidhant said, and Saraya looked on. They were standing near the door of her room. Vidhant went from there when he got a call. Saraya stepped towards her room but stopped when she remembered Zee.
Saraya went towards his room and opened the door. She looked around and found him sitting on the bed with his back facing her. She saw a toy in his hand, which he was tapping on the bed. Saraya walked forward, and at the same time, the bathroom door opened.
Raf, who came out of the washroom while wiping his hands with a towel, halted when he saw Saraya standing there.
“You need something?” Raf asked, and at the same time, Zee turned around. Saraya went aww on seeing him in a bunny dress.
Zee cackled loudly and crawled towards her. Saraya immediately picked him up and eyed Raf, who was now picking up Zee’s feeder and other things from the side table.
“I wanted to see him,” Saraya murmured in a low tone.
Raf didn’t say anything, just nodded his head and came towards her.
They came out of Zee’s room and went towards their own. Raf, who opened the door of his room, stopped.
Saraya’s mouth hung open in shock after hearing his words. “Those clothes were for me?” Saraya murmured and went towards her room. She settled down on the bed with a thud and took a deep breath.
Suddenly, she realized she would be alone at night. She always slept alone—but today felt different. After that incident, she had been unconscious for days and only woke up in the mornings.
“Everything will be fine,” she mumbled and got up from the bed. She entered the walk-in closet and looked around. The entire closet was filled, and she was glad all the dresses were of her choice. She picked a nightdress and went to change.
The moment she came out, a knock on the door caught her attention. She opened the door and found Vidhant standing there with a cell phone and a laptop in his hands.
Saraya made a face and closed the door. She kept the laptop on the table and came towards the bed with the cell phone in her hands. She checked it and found that all the basic applications were there. Vidhant had saved his and Rafael’s numbers too.
“Rafael Blackthorn,” Saraya murmured and thought to check about him on the internet. “He has such an enormous palace and looks like an influential person, so maybe I can find something about him,” she mumbled and typed his full name, which Vidhant had told her.
“Soren Rafael Blackthorn,” Saraya typed, but nothing showed. She huffed and kept the cell phone aside. She realized Raf had said, It’s Rafael Blackthorn only. Saraya picked up the cell phone again and typed Rafael Blackthorn.
Rafael Blackthorn, age 25. CEO of Blackthorn Incorporations. He took over the business when he was just 21 years old and became one of the youngest CEOs. Nobody knows how he looks because rarely has anyone seen his clear face.
Many say he has a mysterious personality, but nobody could find proof. How many family members are there in his family? This too is unknown, because other than his father, nobody has seen anyone.
A few years back, news revolved around Rafael Blackthorn’s marriage—but with whom, nobody knows. With passing months, people assumed it was just a rumor.
Who Rafael Blackthorn truly is—remains a mystery.
Saraya read the article and fell into deep thought.
“It’s so scary,” she murmured and turned her back towards the window, covering her face with the quilt.
He entered the room through the window and looked around. It was quiet, lit only by the night lamp. He stepped forward and saw a baby cot in the center of the room. With slow steps, he came closer and looked inside.
A baby was sleeping peacefully in the cot. He bent forward and carefully picked the baby in his arms. He, with one hand, removed the hoodie from his face and was about to kiss the baby’s forehead when the door opened.
He turned around and ran out through the window with the baby in his arms.
Saraya woke up with a jerk. Her breathing was shallow, and her body was drenched in sweat.
She got down from the bed and came out of the room, still trembling. Reaching Raf’s room, she knocked.
Raf opened the door after the second knock and frowned at her condition.
Saraya raised her hand and tried to say something but failed.
Hospital:
“I’ve clearly said that she endured a lot. Since she woke up, she’s been overstraining her mind. Mr. Blackthorn, you’ll lose her if this continues,” the doctor said after checking Saraya, but instantly shut her mouth when Raf shot her a death glare.
“Sorry, but this is the truth,” the doctor added and gave Saraya an injection before leaving the room.
Vidhant, who had been silent, eyed Raf. He was gazing at the unconscious girl lying before them on the hospital bed.
“When fate has finally brought you two together, accept it, RB,” Vidhant said softly.
“You know it wasn’t fate that brought her in front of me. It was someone’s stubbornness—and you know very well what we paid because of it,” Raf said and stormed out, stopping near the door.
“If she stays here, one day she’ll come to know the truth—and I don’t want that to happen, VD. She’s innocent. She’s already lost her brothers and blames herself. Do you have any idea what’ll happen if she learns the truth?” Raf asked.
Vidhant stayed silent. Raf stood there a while longer, gazing at Saraya for the last time, before leaving.
Vidhant sat down on the couch with a thud and palmed his face in distress. Suddenly something clicked in his mind, and he took out his cellphone.
“I can’t handle him alone,” Vidhant said to the person on the other end.
Morning:
“Argh,” Saraya mumbled when she felt pain in her head. She opened her eyes, pressing her hand to her forehead, and frowned at the surroundings.
She opened them with a jerk when she heard a chuckling sound from her left. Tilting her head, she saw Vidhant sitting there with Zee in his lap, busy drinking his feeder.
“I bribed him—that if he drank the milk, then only I’d take him near you. And look,” Vidhant said, eying Zee.
Saraya turned fully towards them, and Zee’s eyes lit up. He threw the feeder on the floor and started squirming in Vidhant’s lap. Vidhant shook his head in disbelief and got up from the couch.
Zee squealed when VD came near her and literally jumped on Saraya—but she caught him just in time.
“Don’t know, but he was my enemy in his last birth for sure,” Vidhant said with a grim face, eyeing Zee, who was now blabbering happily.
Saraya chuckled and caressed Zee’s head.
“Your body needs rest—you woke up after ten days yesterday, so physically you’re still weak,” Vidhant replied, and Saraya nodded.
She eyed Zee, who was tapping his hands on his knees and sometimes on the bed.
Vidhant shook his head, about to speak—but someone else answered.
Saraya looked towards the voice, followed by Vidhant.
The person was none other than Rafael Blackthorn’s father — Harrison Macaulay Blackthorn.
To be continued…
Mall:-“Mum, I’m hungly (hungry),” Zehaan whined, tugging gently at Saraya’s hand as they stood inside a brightly lit kids’ clothing store. His small face was scrunched in dramatic complaint, as if the world had personally betrayed him by not feeding him immediately.Saraya glanced down at him with an amused smile, holding up a tiny shirt against his frame before putting it back on the rack.“Let’s feed the hungry rats in your tummy,” she replied lightly, bending down to tickle his sides.“Ahh—Mum!” Zehaan burst into giggles, squirming away while still holding onto her hand tightly, as if even laughter couldn’t make him let go.His happiness was simple.Pure.
Later, after breakfast, the mansion slowly split into different currents of activity.Saraya left with Miah and Nicole, their footsteps echoing lightly through the hallway as they headed out for shopping. From the outside, it looked normal—almost peaceful. Three women laughing softly, discussing fabrics, colors, jewelry.Back at the mansion, Rafael stood in his study, his posture rigid, his expression unreadable.“Austin,” he called.The door opened a moment later, and Austin stepped inside.He immediately noticed the others already present—Alex leaning against the wall with crossed arms, Phoenix standing near the window, and Vidhant sitting casually on the couch, though the sharpness in his gaze gave away that he was anything but relaxed.The air felt… charged.Not hostile exactly.But heavy.Expectant.Rafael closed the door behind Austin with a soft click.For a moment, no
Rafael stepped out of the bathroom, the faint mist of steam following him into the room. The air outside felt colder, quieter… almost too still after everything that had just passed between them.He carefully set Saraya down on the floor, his hands lingering on her arms for a moment longer than necessary—as if he needed to make sure she was really there, really standing, really safe.Saraya didn’t move.She stood silently in front of him, her damp hair clinging to her face, her eyes fixed on him as though she was afraid he might disappear if she blinked.There was something fragile in her gaze.Something that hadn’t been there before.Or maybe it had… and he had just learned to recognize it now.Rafael lifted his hand slowly and brushed a strand of hair away from her face. His fingers trembled ever so slightly, but his voice remained steady when he spoke.“Everything will be fine soon,&rdqu
Miah’s Room“How is this?” Miah asked, her voice carrying a mix of excitement and nervousness as she held up the wedding dress in front of herself.The soft fabric shimmered faintly under the warm lights of the room, delicate embroidery tracing along the sleeves like whispered promises.Nicole stepped closer, her fingers brushing gently over the sleeve.“It’s beautiful,” she said softly.Her touch lingered on the fabric for a moment longer than necessary, as if she could feel the weight of what that dress symbolized, love, commitment… and the uncertainty that always followed them.Miah smiled faintly, about to say something more when suddenly—Her expression shifted.
“I thought I’d meet you… and tell you everything,” Austin said after a long, heavy pause, his voice quieter now, like the weight of everything he had just confessed was finally settling into his bones. “But on the way… I saw Hector.”The name alone was enough to tighten every muscle in the room.Austin’s jaw clenched.“He was with Saraya.”Rafael’s head snapped up at that.For a second, just a second, the air shifted again, tension crackling like something about to snap.“I couldn’t control myself,” Austin admitted, his voice rough with restrained anger, guilt laced through every word. “Not after everything. Not after knowing what he’s done to her… w
“He is Austin, Rafael. But a vampire, not a werewolf,” Damon whispered directly into Rafael’s mind, his voice low, heavy, almost reluctant, as if even saying it out loud made it more real.Rafael stilled.For a fraction of a second, everything inside him seemed to stop, his breath, his thoughts, even the slow, steady rhythm of his heart. Then it all came crashing back at once.“What the…?” the words slipped out of his mouth, barely above a whisper.His gaze lifted, slow, disbelieving and landed on Austin.Austin was already looking at him.Not just looking… waiting.Rafael’s jaw tightened.“Hector told Honey Bee that you
"I want you to complete the work by tonight," Raf said to the caller on the other side and disconnected the call."Keep the things in the car," Raf said to his man and walked toward his car outside one mall. He, who was checking his mobile, halted when he felt a presence on his left side.However,
A Few Moments Before…Rafael stepped out of the study quietly, closing the door behind him. The conversation he had just heard through Saraya’s mind link was still echoing in his head.Phoen
“Who are you?” a person tied to a chair asked in a fearful voice while eyeing the man whose half-face was hidden under a dark hoodie. “Your death,” he replied, and in the next second, the person tied to the chair was coughing blood.The man thrashed around, trying to hold his throat, but failed an
Saraya eyed the person who had just entered. She immediately knew he was someone close because of the way Vidhant greeted him — with a warmth and familiarity that spoke of old ties.Her gaze shifted to the man’s face again, and she mentally slapped her forehead. He was the mirror image of Rafael Bl







