The immediate hours after the crash were a blur of surgical precision and blinding pain for Adhya. She had been rushed to the most secure, state-of-the-art medical wing of the Rathore fortress. The surgery to set her compound fractured arm was complete, and the deep lacerations on her leg were stitched, but the concussion left her drifting in and out of consciousness.

Ranvijay was her constant, silent sentinel. His face, usually a study in cold control, was etched with a terrifying blend of fury and possessive fear. He had initiated the brutal financial destruction of Aarohi, but the swiftness of her retaliation proved his initial measures were insufficient.