Rudraansh’s jaw tightened as he glared at his younger brother. He had asked politely at first, then firmly, but when Shaurya finally admitted he had returned the bracelet, the anger that Rudra always kept buried deep inside flared.

Shaurya, sensing the storm, instantly pressed his palms together dramatically, putting on the innocent face that only made Rudra more irritated. “Please maaf kar do apne chhote se nanhe se pyaare dulaare bhai ko,” Shaurya said with his trademark puppy eyes, trying to melt away the fury.