When the Boeing 747 started its engines and was about to take off, Aryan gently pulled Kavya onto his lap and fastened both their seatbelts together, ensuring that neither of them would feel any sudden jolt during takeoff. When Kavya noticed this, a faint blush appeared on her cheeks, but she quickly tried to hide it.
As the airplane soared into the sky, she unbuckled her seatbelt and moved slightly away from Aryan. Aryan, noticing her reaction, suddenly pulled her closer and pinned her lightly against the cabin wall before kissing her lips.
The moment Aryan's lips touched hers, whatever resistance Kavya still held in her heart towards him began to slowly melt away—though not completely. That was why, as soon as he kissed her, she tried to push him away and softly punched his chest in protest. Aryan couldn't help but laugh at her flustered reaction and then moved back to sit on the edge of the bed in his private cabin.
With a playful smile, he said, "So, Miss Kavya, always remember—you belong only to me. Since you already know that, why don't you just come into my arms willingly?"
Kavya blushed at his flirtatious tone. After a brief hesitation, she walked over and sat beside him on the bed. Smiling faintly, she asked, "Where did you even learn to flirt like that? And by the way, do you even know how much older I am than you?"
Aryan ignored her mention of age once again and replied with a calm smile, "Sweetheart, age doesn't matter—only the heart does."
Kavya shook her head slightly. "No, Aryan, age *does* matter. Maybe right now you think you love me, but what will happen when you turn forty and I become a fifty-five or fifty-six-year-old woman? Will you still love me then?"
Aryan chuckled at her concern and said teasingly, "Who told you your age will even increase, sweetheart? Don't you know that once a woman becomes a part of the Rathore family, her aging stops? And before you ask your next question—yes, I know what you're about to say—that women aren't meant to stop aging unnaturally. But let me answer both your doubts right now."
He leaned closer and continued, "First, one of my ancestors married a woman who was over ten thousand years older than him. And second, when my own mother gave birth to me, she was fifty-two years old—combined in terms of human and celestial years."
Kavya couldn't hold back her laughter. "You really know how to lie with confidence! No one can live for ten thousand years, Aryan! And more than that, no woman can give birth at fifty-two or fifty-three. Do you really think I'm such a fool to believe this nonsense?"
Aryan opened his mouth to respond, but before he could say a word, the sound of a ringtone interrupted him.
He frowned in irritation at first, but the moment he saw the name flashing on the screen, his expression softened instantly—it was a call from his assistant, Rohan Khanna. Aryan immediately accepted the call. Before Aryan could even speak, Rohan's urgent voice came through:
"Young Master, I sincerely apologize for disturbing you during your private time, but the matter is critical. Suryansh wishes to speak to you personally regarding Vinayak Singh Shekhawat. While dealing with him and his associates, Suryansh discovered something that directly concerns the safety of Planet Earth. He says the situation is extremely serious."
The moment Aryan heard the concern in Rohan's tone, he understood the gravity of the matter. His playful demeanor vanished completely as he replied, "Send Suryansh to me immediately."
Rohan bowed slightly on the other side of the communication channel and said to Suryansh, "Young Master wants to see you in his private area right away."
Meanwhile, Aryan turned toward Kavya and said, "I have an important guest coming. I hope you won't embarrass me in front of him." He smiled faintly and kissed her on the cheek before standing up.
Moments later, Suryansh arrived outside Aryan's private cabin and knocked on the door. Aryan heard the sound and commanded, "Enter." The automatic door slid open, and Suryansh stepped inside respectfully.
As soon as he entered, Suryansh knelt on one knee before Aryan and greeted him with deep reverence. "Young Master, as per your instructions, I have eliminated Vinayak Singh Shekhawat and every person connected to him. However, during the mission, I discovered something alarming—something that could cause great trouble."
Hearing this, Kavya's expression changed instantly. Anger flared in her eyes as she turned to Suryansh and snapped, "How dare you kill people without any trial! Who gave you that right?"
Suryansh didn't even glance in her direction; his loyalty and focus remained entirely on Aryan. After all, ever since Aryan's father had left the planet, Suryansh had accepted Aryan as his new master.
Seeing this, Aryan sighed slightly, then projected a glowing *holographic image* into the air between them. Turning to Kavya, he said, "This holographic device contains complete records of Vinayak Singh Shekhawat's crimes—things your police department doesn't even know about. Watch it, and then decide whether Suryansh was wrong or not."
Kavya's eyes widened as she looked at the holographic projection. It displayed a series of horrific crimes—murders, human trafficking, black-market dealings, and experiments on innocent people—all orchestrated by Vinayak Singh Shekhawat and his associates.
By the time the entire sequence ended, Kavya's anger had reached its peak. Her hands trembled as she turned to Aryan and said, "If this man really committed all these crimes, then why didn't the police ever know about it?"
Aryan smirked and replied, "Because your department is useless, that's why. Anyway, I assume you no longer have any anger toward Suryansh now, right?"
Kavya looked at Suryansh for a moment, exhaled deeply, and said, "Even if he killed Vinayak and his people, it should have been the police's job to handle it, not his."
Aryan chuckled again. "If I had waited for your department to act, Vinayak and his men would've committed even more atrocities—and your department still wouldn't have done anything. Tell me I'm wrong."
Kavya fell silent. She knew deep down that Aryan was right. The system she worked for *was* flawed—corruption and bureaucracy always protected the powerful.
Seeing her silence, Aryan turned back to Suryansh and gestured for him to continue.
Suryansh nodded and said, "Young Master, when I went to Vinayak Singh Shekhawat's mansion to finish the mission, I encountered ten warriors unlike anything I've ever seen. They possessed extraordinary powers."
With that, he projected another holographic image into the air. Both Aryan and Kavya watched intently as the scene unfolded before them.
In the recording, Suryansh was seen infiltrating the grand mansion. Suddenly, ten strange warriors appeared, surrounding him. Each of them wielded a different elemental force—one controlled fire, another wielded ice, one commanded water, and others displayed various mysterious abilities. One of them even shattered a massive tree trunk into two pieces with a single punch.
The battle that followed was brutal. The ten elemental warriors attacked Suryansh from all sides, unleashing a barrage of elemental assaults—blades of ice, waves of scorching fire, and arrows made of water. But to Kavya's utter disbelief, Suryansh remained unfazed.
He moved with inhuman speed and precision, countering every strike effortlessly. The flames that tried to engulf him vanished the moment they touched his energy field; the water arrows evaporated midair; the ice spears shattered before reaching him.
Within minutes, Suryansh had eliminated all ten warriors with flawless efficiency.
Kavya, watching the recording, was completely stunned. She turned toward the real Suryansh—who was still kneeling respectfully before Aryan—with a mixture of fear and awe. She now understood that the man before her was no ordinary human; he was a weapon—loyal, deadly, and unstoppable.
And as Aryan leaned back in his chair, his eyes glinting with quiet confidence, Kavya realized something deeper: whatever forces were moving behind Vinayak Singh Shekhawat's crimes were far more dangerous than she had ever imagined.
Aryan and Shivansh ignored Kavya's reaction, and then Aryan looked toward Shivansh and asked calmly, "Shivansh, all this is fine, but did you already know about these things before or not?"
When Shivansh heard the question, he respectfully replied, "Young Master, reporting to you — yes, I already knew about it. Apart from me, your father was the first person who discovered these things. Initially, our Shadow Army wanted to obtain this technology, but when your father examined it, he strictly forbade it. According to him, the technique we currently use is already the most powerful in the world, and this so-called 'technology' was nothing but trash in comparison."
After hearing Shivansh's explanation, Aryan leaned forward and asked another question, "Then where did this technology come from, and what do we call the people who use it?"
Shivansh replied respectfully, "Young Master, your father discovered this technology during an excavation in Turkey. One of your ancestors had left behind a heritage site there. While exploring that site, your father found this technology — a method used to create a kind of drug. Whoever consumed this drug underwent a mutation, and depending on the dominant element within their body, that person would gain powers related to that element. Because of this, such people came to be known as element Warrior."
Hearing this, Aryan raised an eyebrow and asked again, "So what kind of heritage did my ancestors leave at that site?"
This time, Shivansh fell silent and lowered his head. He didn't know how to answer. Seeing his hesitation, Aryan turned toward Paras and asked him directly. Paras, who had been observing quietly, replied,
"Your father was investigating an alien invasion that took place ten thousand years ago on Earth. He believed that the same alien civilization that attacked Earth back then might return one day. To eliminate that threat, your father began excavations in that area — and that's when he discovered this technology. After studying it carefully, however, he discarded it, considering it useless. Later, an American scientist found it and, after ten years of research, developed a drug from it. That scientist began selling the drug secretly on the black market."
After hearing this information, Aryan turned his gaze toward Suryansh and asked, "You said this matter was extremely concerning — why? What exactly made it so serious?"
Suryansh took a deep breath and replied, "Young Master, as you know, Jaipur is not the largest city in India. In fact, it doesn't even rank among the top ten cities. Yet, this dangerous technology has already reached here. That alone is alarming. It means there must be some kind of conspiracy behind it. We must immediately activate our entire organization and uncover how such deadly drugs are spreading even in smaller cities."
Aryan nodded in agreement. Then, turning to Paras, he asked him to find the real source behind it. Paras' investigation revealed shocking details — a powerful Indian underworld don was secretly planning to take control of the entire country. His strategy was to plant his loyal men in different cities so that when he launched an attack on India's defense forces, his operatives could simultaneously strike from multiple locations. This would allow the don to seize control over the country without much resistance.
Hearing this, Aryan was stunned. He turned to Paras and asked, "Did my father know about this plan?"
Paras replied, "Yes, Young Master. That's exactly why he entrusted the system to you when you were only sixteen. Normally, members of your family don't inherit the system before the age of eighteen. But because the situation was so critical, your father made an exception."
Aryan furrowed his brows, deep in thought, and remained silent for a while. After thinking for some time, he dismissed Suryansh, who bowed and left the room.
Now, only Aryan and Kavya remained. Aryan looked at her seriously and said, "I know you've learned a lot about us today. But there's still something important I need to tell you — something very serious."
Seeing the intensity on his face, Kavya also became serious. Aryan then told her everything he had learned from Paras.
When Aryan finished speaking, Kavya sat completely stunned, her mouth slightly open. It took her a while to gather her thoughts before she finally asked, "Do you really think those people can take control of our country?"
Aryan smiled faintly and replied, "As long as the Rathore family exists in this land, no one — no matter who he is — can ever control this country."
Then, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, he asked, "Now tell me, Kavya, do you still think I made a mistake by eliminating Vinayak Singh Shekhawat?"
Kavya slowly shook her head. "No," she said softly. "I'm sorry. I didn't know his family was so dangerous." She paused for a moment, then asked curiously, "But if you're so powerful, Aryan, why don't you try to control the stage — the world — like others do?"
Aryan chuckled at her question and said mysteriously, "You'll find out very soon, sweetheart."
His answer left Kavya speechless. She didn't know what to say, so she chose to remain silent.
Not long after, Aryan's Boeing 747 landed safely at a private airfield in Mumbai. When the plane came to a halt and the gate opened, Aryan was surprised to see a long row of luxury cars waiting outside.
He looked toward Rohan with a puzzled expression. Rohan immediately stepped forward and explained, "Young Master, these are all your secret bodyguards. Each one of them is as strong as Suryansh."
Aryan raised an eyebrow. "But I'm already the most powerful person in the world now. Why would I still need security?"
Rohan smiled slightly and replied, "You're right, Young Master, but you can't handle every small problem personally. These guards are meant to take care of the smaller issues so you can focus on the big ones. Besides," he added with pride, "each of them is at the King Level – Peak Stage."
Aryan's eyes widened in disbelief. "King Level Peak?! What nonsense is this?" he exclaimed.
Rohan chuckled softly and said, "Yes, Young Master, they are all Peak King-level warriors. But don't worry — none of them are your rivals. They exist only to protect you."
Aryan stared at them in surprise, then turned back to Rohan. "How do you even know so much about human cultivation levels?"
Rohan bowed slightly and replied, "My father told me about it before sending me to serve you, Young Master."
Aryan nodded silently, accepting the answer. Soon after, he stepped down from the aircraft with his entire team — Kavya included.
Kavya was speechless. The moment she saw the immense power and loyalty surrounding Aryan, she finally understood — Aryan wasn't an ordinary man. He was the Young Master of a family that wielded terrifying power and influence.
As Aryan approached, all the bodyguards knelt on one knee and shouted in unison,
"Shadow Army greets the Young Master!"
Aryan raised his hand slightly, acknowledging their salute, and the men immediately began preparing to escort him out of the airfield.
Kavya hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. But Aryan suddenly wrapped his arm around her waist, leaned close to her ear, and whispered softly, "Sweetheart, from now on, you'll be staying with me. You don't have a problem with that… do you?"
Kavya blushed deeply but said nothing. However, she did add in a flustered tone, "I'm not sharing the same room with you."
Aryan burst into laughter and planted a quick kiss on her cheek.
Soon, Aryan and his entire team left the airport. But as they drove away, another private jet landed on the same runway. It was much smaller than Aryan's Boeing 747.
From it stepped a young man, around twenty-three or twenty-four years old. The moment his eyes fell on Kavya — who was walking beside Aryan in the distance — his expression darkened. He turned to the five or six men standing beside him and ordered coldly,
"Surround them. No matter what happens, I want that girl. Bring her to me."
But the young man had no idea that this single decision would lead to his family's destruction. Because the moment Aryan discovered who this boy truly was — the son of the very same underworld don who plotted to control India — Aryan Rathore would personally ensure that their entire bloodline was erased from existence.