After all the brothers left...

Only Aarav and Vanya remained behind.

For a few moments, neither of them spoke.

The mansion, which had been bustling with everyone's voices just a few minutes ago, suddenly felt unusually quiet.

Both of them sat at the table.
Vanya slowly turned her head and looked at Aarav.

As if sensing her gaze...

Aarav also looked at her.

A few seconds of complete silence passed.

Finally...

Vanya broke it.

"Ab kya kare?"
(What should we do now?)

Aarav actually thought about it for a few moments.

Then he answered honestly,

"I don't know."

Vanya immediately waved her hand.

"Tum rehne hi do."
(Forget it. You're no help.)

Aarav blinked.

For the first time in a while...

He looked genuinely offended.

Vanya, however, paid absolutely no attention to his expression.

Instead, she rested her chin on her palm and began thinking seriously.

A few moments later...

Her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Idea!"

She snapped her fingers dramatically.

"Abhi bahar bahut dhoop hai."
(The sun is too hot outside right now.)

"Isliye shuttlecock baad mein khelenge."
(So we'll play shuttlecock later.)

She pointed at Aarav with complete confidence.

"Tab tak..."
"Main tumhari training karungi."
(Until then... I'll train you.)

Aarav frowned in confusion.

"Training?"

"Kis cheez ki?"
(Training? For what?)

Vanya folded her arms proudly.

"Young sibling banne ki."
(To become a proper younger sibling.)

Aarav stared at her for a few seconds.

"...Main hi toh younger sibling hoon."
(I already am the younger sibling.)

Vanya immediately shook her head.

"Nahi."
(No)

"Koi bhi tumhari harkatein dekhkar nahi kahega ki tum young sibling ho."
( one will say you're the younger sibling after seeing your behavior.)

She sighed dramatically before continuing,

"Young siblings energetic hote hain."
(Young siblings are energetic..)

"Mischievous hote hain."
(mischievous...)

"Shararat karte hain."
(they create chaos...)

"Lekin tum..."
(But you..)

She looked him up and down.

"Bilkul buddhe aadmi ki tarah behave karte ho."
( behave exactly like an old man.)

Aarav was left speechless.

Vanya nodded in satisfaction.

"Isliye..."

"Aaj se tumhari training shuru."
(So... from today, your training begins.)

Aarav blinked once.

"Is it necessary?"

Vanya answered without even thinking,

"Agar tum mera twin banna chahte ho..."

"Toh yeh zaroori hai."
(If you want to become my twin... then yes, it's necessary.)

Seeing his precious 'Twinny' position in danger...

Aarav immediately surrendered.

"...Theek hai."
(Okay.)

Vanya's face instantly brightened.
"That's my Twinny!"

She happily patted his shoulder.

Suddenly...

As if something clicked inside her mind...

Her smile faded.

"Areh!"

She looked at Aarav.

"Tum logon mein se kisi ne Uncle ko call kiya?"
(Did any of you call Uncle?)

"Unki business trip kaisi chal rahi hai yeh poocha?"

"Aur woh kaise hain yeh bhi?"
(Asked how his business trip is going? Or even how he's doing?)

Aarav calmly shook his head.

"Nahi."
"Humein unhe call karne ki aadat nahi hai."
(No. We aren't used to calling him.)

Vanya slowly raised her hand...

And smacked her forehead.

"Hai Mahadev!"

"Paanch-paanch bete hain..."
(Five whole sons...)

"Lekin kisi ko yeh poochhne ki fursat nahi ki Uncle kahan hain aur kaise hain."
(But none of them has the time to ask where Uncle is or how he's doing.)

She dramatically sighed.

"Leave it."

Then she suddenly stood up from her chair.

"Training shuru karne se pehle..."

"Pehle hum Uncle ko call karenge." (Before your training starts... we're going to call Uncle first.)

Aarav simply nodded.

"Theek hai."
(Okay.)

Without wasting another second...

The self-proclaimed twins walked off together...

Ready to call Vikram.

Vanya and Aarav sat side by side.

Vanya unlocked her phone, dialed a familiar number, and immediately switched the call to speaker mode.

Both of them quietly waited.

Meanwhile...

On the other side...

Far away from Rathore Mansion...

Inside a luxurious yet eerily silent living room...

Vikram Rathore sat alone on a single sofa.

He leaned back calmly...

Like a lion patiently waiting for its prey.

Several guards dressed in black uniforms stood a few feet away from him.

Each one held a gun.

Their heads remained lowered.

No one dared to make even the slightest sound.

Today...

Vikram Rathore was not in a good mood.

The Mafia God...

Was angry.

And everyone present knew exactly what that meant.

No one had the courage to approach him.

The entire living room remained drowned in silence.

Suddenly...

Tring... Tring...

The ringtone echoed throughout the silent room.

Every guard stiffened.

Some of them silently prayed for the poor soul who had called at the worst possible moment.

"Bhagwan uss insaan ki raksha kare..."
(May God protect that person...)

Vikram slowly lowered his gaze towards his phone.

The moment he looked at the caller ID...

His cold expression melted instantly.
The screen displayed...

"Princess ❤️"

A small, genuine smile appeared on his face.

The dangerous aura surrounding him disappeared in an instant.

The guards standing nearby widened their eyes in disbelief.

A few of them secretly exchanged confused glances.

"Yeh kaun ho sakta hai...?"
(Who could this be...?)

"Jisne hamare Hell God ko muskura diya?"
(The person who made our Hell God smile?)

"Aur woh bhi itne gusse ke beech?"
(And that too when he was so angry?)

For the first time that day...

The guards witnessed something they had never expected.

Their feared Mafia God...

Was smiling.

Vikram answered the call.

Before he could say anything...

Vanya's cheerful voice came through the speaker.

"Hello, Uncle!"

Then she turned towards Aarav.

"Avi, bolo... Hello "
(Avi, say... Hello .)

The next moment...

Aarav spoke in his usual calm voice.

"Hello, Dad."

Vikram was about to reply.

But before he could...

Vanya interrupted him once again.

"Hello, Uncle!"

"Aap kuch bol kyun nahi rahe?"
(Why aren't you saying anything?)

"Hamari awaaz aa rahi hai na?"
(Can you hear us?)

Before Vikram could answer...

Aarav sighed helplessly.

"Twinnie..."

"Pehle unhe bolne ka mauka toh do."
(First give him a chance to speak.)

"Tabhi toh woh kuch bol payenge."
(Only then will he be able to say something.)

Vanya blinked.

"Oh..."

"Sorry, Uncle."

"Ab aap boliye."
(Now you can speak.)

A soft chuckle escaped Vikram's lips.

"Haha..."

The sound echoed throughout the silent living room.

The guards standing nearby froze in their places.

Another wave of shock washed over them.

Their Mafia King...

Actually laughed.

Not a fake smile.

Not a cold smirk.

Not a devil laugh.

But a genuine laugh.

They stared at each other in complete disbelief.

"Yeh kaun hai..."
(Who is this...)

"Jisne hamare Hell God ko hasa diya?"
(Who made our Hell God laugh?)

On the other side...

Even Aarav looked slightly surprised.

After his mother's death...

He had never seen his father laugh like this.

At most...

He had only seen a faint smile appear on Vikram's face once in a while.

Meanwhile...

Vanya wasn't surprised at all.

After all...

She had already seen Vikram laughing back in Bangalore...

When he had come to take her home.

Finally...

Vikram spoke warmly.

"Hello, Vanya."

"Hello, Aarav."

"Kaise ho tum dono?"
(How are you both?)

"Aur kya kar rahe ho?"
(What are you both doing?)

Vanya smiled brightly.

"Hum dono bilkul theek hain, Uncle."
(We're both absolutely fine, Uncle.)

"Bas bore ho rahe the."
(We were just getting bored.)

"Avi ko chhodkar sab apne-apne kaam par chale gaye."
(Except Avi, everyone has gone to their respective work.)

Then, without even pausing for a breath...

She started asking one question after another.

"Waise aapki business trip kaisi chal rahi hai?"
(By the way, how is your business trip going?)

"Aap kaise hain?"
(How are you?)

"Aap time par khana kha rahe hain na?"
(You're eating your meals on time, right?)

"Aur..."

"Aap India kab aa rahe hain?"
(And when are you coming back to India?)

Listening to her nonstop questions...

Vikram smiled helplessly.

"Arre..."

"Saans toh le lo "
(Take a breath first.)

"And your questions..."

"Main bilkul theek hoon."
(I'm absolutely fine.)

"Business trip bhi achhi chal rahi hai."
(The business trip is also going well.)

"Main time par khana bhi kha raha hoon."
(I'm eating my meals on time too.)

"Aur..."
(And)

"Main aaj dinner tak India pahunch jaaunga."
(I'll reach India by dinner today.)

The moment Vanya heard that...

Her excited voice immediately echoed through the phone.

"Sach?!"
(Really?!)

"Aap aaj aa rahe hain?"
(You're coming today?)

"Woh bhi itni achhi baat!"
(That's wonderful!)

"Kal hum sabne family time plan kiya hai."
(Tomorrow we've planned to spend family time together.)

"Mujhe laga tha aap miss kar denge."
(I thought you would miss it.)

"Ab toh sab clear ho gaya."
(Now everything is clear.)

"Kal hum sab family time spend karenge."
(Tomorrow we'll all spend time together as a family.)

Vikram smiled warmly.

"Main family time kaise miss kar sakta hoon?"
(How can I miss family time?)

Just then...

He heard the sound of a car stopping outside.

He glanced towards the entrance before speaking.

"Theek hai, Vanya."
(Alright, Vanya.)

"Ab mujhe phone rakhna hoga."
(Now I have to hang up.)

"Meri flight aa gayi hai."
(My flight has arrived.)

Which was...

A complete lie.

Vanya smiled.

"Theek hai, Uncle."
(Okay, Uncle.)

"Bye."

"Safe journey."

Aarav also spoke.

"Bye, Dad."

Vikram smiled.

"Bye."

"Apna khayal rakhna."
(Take care of yourselves.)

After ending the phone call...

Vanya immediately turned towards Aarav with a serious expression.

She folded her arms.

"So..."

"Ab training shuru karte hain."
(Now let's start your training.)

Aarav looked at her silently.

He already knew...

Whatever his Twinnie was about to do...

It definitely wasn't going to be normal.

Meanwhile...

At the same time...

Far away from Rathore Mansion...

The black SUV slowly came to a halt in front of the massive gates of Hell Palace.

The giant iron gates opened automatically.

The vehicle entered the palace grounds before stopping in front of the grand entrance.

One by one...

The four Rathore brothers stepped out.

All traces of the warmth they had shown Vanya earlier had completely vanished.

Their expressions were cold.

Unreadable.

Dangerous.

The cheerful brothers of Rathore Mansion...

Had transformed into the ruthless rulers of Hell Palace.

The guards standing in two perfect rows immediately straightened themselves.

The atmosphere became suffocatingly silent.

Every guard lowered his head respectfully.

"Good afternoon, Sir."

Another guard followed.

"Welcome back, Sir."

Soon...

Every guard greeted them one after another.

Not a single Rathore brother responded.

Not even with a nod.

Not even with a glance.

They simply continued walking.

The guards didn't find it strange.

Because this...

Was the real nature of the Rathore brothers outside their home.

Inside Rathore Mansion...

They smiled.

They joked.

They teased each other.

But outside...

Especially inside Hell Palace...

Emotions had no place.

Even Arjun...

Who was usually cheerful and easy-going...

Walked with the same cold aura as Rudra.

Kabir...

Who rarely stopped talking...

Didn't utter a single word.

His playful smile had disappeared completely.

Even both arjun and kabir looked like an exact copy of Rudra and Veeransh.

A young guard secretly glanced at them.

A chill ran down his spine.

Without slowing down...

The four brothers walked deeper inside the palace.

Their destination was clear.

The basement.

Where Kalpana had been kept.

The long marble corridor echoed with the sound of their footsteps.

Tap...

Tap...

Tap...

Every guard standing along the corridor immediately moved aside.

No one dared block their path.

Finally...

They reached the staircase leading towards the underground basement.

Rudra stepped forward.

Just as he was about to descend the first step...

A frightened voice echoed behind them.

"S-Sir!"

All four brothers stopped simultaneously.

A heavy silence filled the corridor.

The guard who had spoken immediately regretted opening his mouth.

His palms had become sweaty.

His legs trembled uncontrollably.

Slowly...

Rudra turned around.

He didn't say anything.

He simply raised one eyebrow.

That single action...

Was enough to make the poor guard almost stop breathing.

He hurriedly lowered his head.

"I-I'm sorry, Sir."

"B-Big Boss ka order hai..."
(Big Boss has given an order...)

"Koi bhi basement mein enter nahi karega."
(No one is allowed to enter the basement.)

The guard swallowed nervously before continuing.

"W-Woh..."

"Living room mein aap sabka intezaar kar rahe hain."
(He is waiting for all of you in the living room.)

Silence.

Complete silence.

For the very first time since arriving...

A faint surprise flashed through the brothers' eyes.

Dad...

Had already reached India.

And instead of going to Rathore Mansion...

He had come directly to Hell Palace.

The surprise disappeared as quickly as it had appeared.

Not a single emotion remained on their faces.

No one asked any questions.

No one reacted.

Without saying a word...

Rudra simply turned around.

The remaining three brothers silently followed him.

Their footsteps echoed once again through the corridor.

Tap...

Tap...

Tap...

The guards standing nearby secretly exchanged nervous glances.

Everyone understood one thing.

If Big Boss himself had come directly to Hell Palace...

Something serious was about to happen.

Meanwhile...

Kabir walked silently beside Arjun.

His face remained completely expressionless.

Anyone looking at him would think...

He wasn't thinking about anything.

But inside...

His mind was in complete chaos.

"Lagta hai Dad ko sab kuch pata chal gaya..."
(It looks like Dad has come to know everything...)

He imagined Vikram finding out about Mission Mosquito.

The fake ghosts.

The voice changer.

The remote-controlled rat.

The nylon strings.

The anklet sounds.

Everything.

Kabir felt an invisible chill run down his spine.

His heart silently cried.

"Hamare toh lag gaye..."
(We're so done.)

But outwardly...

He continued walking with the same cold, emotionless expression...

As if nothing in the world could ever shake him.

Inside the living area of Hell Palace...

The moment the four Rathore brothers entered...

They saw Vikram Rathore sitting silently on the sofa.

His posture was relaxed.

But the terrifying aura surrounding him made the entire room feel suffocating.

Vikram slowly lifted his eyes.

His sharp gaze swept across all four brothers.

Then...

He uttered only one word.

"Out."

Immediately...

Every guard lowered his head.

Without waiting to be told twice...

They silently walked out of the living hall.

Click.

The massive wooden door closed behind them.

Now...

Only Vikram and his four sons remained inside.

The atmosphere turned deathly silent.

The four brothers stood respectfully before their father.

No one dared to speak first.

After a few moments...

Vikram finally broke the silence.

"Speak."

That single word was enough.

All four brothers knew exactly what it meant.

It was better to tell everything themselves...

Because if their father found out they had hidden even a single detail...

None of them would be spared.

Especially...

When the Mafia God's mood was already this dangerous.

Silence lingered for another moment.

Kabir.

Arjun.

And even Veeransh...

Instinctively looked towards Rudra.

Rudra let out a quiet sigh.

Then...

He spoke.

He told Vikram everything.

• How he and Veeransh had scolded Vanya.

• How they apologized to her the next morning.

• How Vanya refused to forgive them.

• What Vanya had said after refusing their apology.

• How they later realized their mistake.

• How both of them decided to apologize sincerely that night.

• How, after reaching outside Vanya's room...

They overheard Kalpana talking to herself.

• How they saw Kalpana mixing the medicine into Vanya's snacks.

• How Vanya later forgave them.

• How they acted normally in front of Kalpana.

• How they secretly planned everything.

• And finally...

How "Mission Mosquito" was carried out.

Silence.

Not a single brother spoke after Rudra finished.

The room became so quiet...

That even the ticking of the antique wall clock could be heard.

Tick...

Tick...

Tick...

Vikram remained seated on the sofa.

His expression didn't change even slightly.

No one could tell what was going through his mind.

Kabir secretly swallowed.

Arjun unconsciously straightened his posture.

Even Veeransh stood without moving.

Rudra remained calm...

Waiting for whatever came next.

A long moment passed.

Finally...

Vikram slowly leaned back against the sofa.

His sharp gaze rested on each of his sons one by one.

The silence...

The heavy silence inside the living room remained unbroken.

No one dared to speak.

Vikram's cold gaze slowly shifted towards Rudra and Veeransh.

His deep voice echoed through the room.

"So..."

"Tum dono ne uski aankhon mein aansu la diye."
(So... the two of you brought tears to her eyes.)

Neither Rudra nor Veeransh defended themselves.

Both simply stood silently.

After a few moments...

Vikram turned his gaze towards Arjun and Kabir.

"Tum dono..."
(You two..)

"Mujhe uss incident ke baare mein kisi ne bataya kyun nahi?"
(Why didn't either of you tell me about that incident?)

Arjun lowered his head slightly before answering respectfully.

"Dad..."

"Sunshine ne hum sab se promise liya tha."

"Ki hum uss incident ke baare mein aapko kuch nahi batayenge."
(Dad... Sunshine made all of us promise that we wouldn't tell you about that incident.)

For a brief moment...

Vikram remained silent.

Then...

He gave a small nod.

"I see..."

His expression remained calm.

He didn't raise his voice.

He didn't get angry.

Because he knew something about his sons.

If they realized they had made a mistake...

No punishment he gave...

Would ever be harsher than the punishment they gave themselves.

The room once again fell silent.

After a few seconds...

Vikram finally spoke.

"Toh..."

"Khud ko kya punishment diya tum dono ne?"
(So... what punishment did the two of you give yourselves?)

Rudra answered without hesitation.

"Ek sau whips."
(One hundred whips.)

The answer made the room silent once again.

Vikram looked at both of them for a long moment.

Then he nodded once.

"Good."

"Lekin yaad rakhna..."

"Yeh aakhri baar hai."
( But Remember... this is the last time.)

"Agar dobara princess ki aankhon mein tumhari wajah se aansu aaye..."

"Toh tum dono ki saza isse kahin zyada hogi."
(If princess ever cries because of either of you again... your punishment will be far greater than this.)

Rudra met his father's gaze without hesitation.

"Dubara aisa nahi hoga."
(It won't happen again.)

"Na humse..."

"Na kisi aur se."
(Not because of us... and not because of anyone else.)

His voice became even firmer.

"Humne Angel ko apni behen maana hai."
(We have accepted Angel as our sister.)

"Aur..."

"Humein achhi tarah pata hai..."

"Apno ki hifazat kaise ki jaati hai."
(And... we know very well... how to protect what belongs to us.)

For the first time...

A faint smirk appeared on Vikram's lips.

All brothers also smirked.

If Vanya had been present there...

She would have rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

Seeing her innocent Ari bhaiya and Kabir bhaiya smirking like this.

But..

For them...

Family was never just a word.

Once they accepted someone as their own...

Protecting that person became their responsibility.

No matter what it cost.

The silence returned once again.

But this time...

It no longer felt tense.

Instead...

It carried an unspoken understanding.

One thing had become crystal clear.

From that day onward...

Anyone who even thought of hurting Vanya...

Would first have to face...

The Rathores.

Meanwhile...

Back at Rathore Mansion...

The self-proclaimed twins were still sitting in the living room.

Vanya suddenly turned towards Aarav.

A mischievous smile slowly spread across her face.

"Avi..."

Aarav looked at her.

"Hmm?"

Vanya folded her arms.

"Ek baat batao..."
(Tell me one thing...)

"Kya tumne kabhi apne bade bhaiyon se kuch maanga hai?"
(Have you ever asked your elder brothers to bring something for you?)

"Ya kabhi unse koi demand ki hai?"
(Or ever made any demands from them?)

Aarav thought for a moment.

Then slowly shook his head.

"Nahi."

"Par kyun?"
(No... but why?)

Vanya stared at him as if he had just committed a huge crime.

"Kya matlab 'kyun'?"
(What do you mean 'why')

She dramatically placed a hand over her heart.

"Yeh toh chhote siblings ka janmasiddh adhikaar hota hai."
(This is the birthright of younger siblings.)

"Bade bhai kamaate kisliye hain?"
(Why do elder brothers even earn money?)

"Taaki chhote siblings unse cheezein maang sakein."
(So that their younger siblings can ask them for things.)

Aarav blinked.

"But..."

"Mujhe kisi cheez ki zarurat hi nahi hai."
(But... I don't need anything.)

Vanya immediately waved her hand.

"Arre..."

"Zarurat wali baat nahi hai."
(It has nothing to do with need)

She leaned slightly closer.

"Woh feeling hi alag hoti hai."
(The feeling itself is different.)

"Khud try kiye bina tum samajh hi nahi sakte."
(You'll never understand it until you experience it yourself.)

Aarav looked unconvinced.

Vanya suddenly clapped her hands once.

"Bas!"
(Enough)

"Decision ho gaya."
(Decision was made)

Aarav looked at her suspiciously.

"Kya decision?"
(What decision?)

Vanya grinned.

"Sabse pehle..."
(First of all..)

"Hum Rudra bhaiya ko phone
karenge."
(We are going to call rudra bhaiya)

Aarav's eyes widened.

"Kya?"
(What?)

"Tum unse kuch maangoge."
(You'll ask him for something.)

Aarav immediately protested.

"Lekin-"
(But...)

Vanya raised one finger.

"No buts."

Another finger.

"No nuts"

Then she smiled proudly.

"And definitely..."

"No coconuts."

Aarav closed his eyes for a second.

He had absolutely no idea...

Where she came up with these strange lines.

Vanya pointed at him dramatically.

"Ab decide karo..."

"Rudra bhaiya se kya maangna hai." (Now decide... what you're going to ask Rudra bhaiya.)

After thinking for a few moments...

Aarav finally gave up.

"...Theek hai."
(Alright.)

Vanya beamed with satisfaction.

"That's my Twinny."

Without wasting another second...

She happily picked up her phone.

Her finger moved towards Rudra's contact.

Meanwhile...

Deep inside Hell Palace...

The atmosphere was the complete opposite.

Vikram Rathore the hell god and

The four Rathore brothers silently entered the underground basement.

The air was cold.

The dim lights cast long shadows across the concrete walls.

Not a single person spoke.

Soon...

They stopped in front of a heavy iron door.

Two guards standing outside immediately stepped aside and opened it.

Inside...

Kalpana lay unconscious on a chair.

Her hands were securely tied.

Without saying a word...

Vikram and the brothers took their seats in front of her.

Rudra gave a slight nod.

One of the guards immediately understood.

Within moments...

He returned carrying a bucket filled with ice-cold water.

Without hesitation...

He threw the entire bucket over Kalpana.

Splash!

Kalpana jerked awake.

She gasped loudly.

"Cough...!"

"Cough...!"

Still disoriented...

She looked around the room.

The moment her eyes landed on the four brothers...and vikram.

Her eyes widened.

Her face turned pale.

"W-Where am I...?"

"What is this place...?"

"What have I done...?"

Her trembling voice echoed through the basement.

Before anyone could answer...

A ringtone suddenly broke the silence.

Tring...

Tring...

Everyone's attention shifted towards Rudra.

He calmly took out his phone.

The moment his eyes fell on the screen...

His expression softened almost imperceptibly.

The caller ID displayed...

Angel ❤️

To be continued...