AKSHU's POV: (1 year later)

Veer and I were sitting on the bed, watching Aarav, our little bundle of joy, giggling as he looked at us. His laughter filled the room, brightening up our moment of peace.

"I need to feed Aarav his milk," I said softly, preparing to nurse our son.

Veer, ever the playful one, pretended to be offended, his eyebrows raising dramatically as he glanced at Aarav. "You little thief," he teased, his voice full of mock seriousness. "First, you stole my wife's heart, and now stealing my wife's milk too!"

[Veer tera hi beta hai✋🏻😭 Guys He called his son little thief]

Aarav, completely oblivious to his father's theatrics, giggled even more, his tiny hands reaching toward me. His baby babble was the sweetest sound, and I couldn't help but laugh at the way father and son were interacting.

"Veer, stop teasing him!" I chuckled, lightly swatting his arm.

But Veer wasn't done yet. "Oh, you think you're so clever, don't you?" he said, leaning toward Aarav with a grin. "Don't think I didn't notice how you always get her attention first."

I laughed, amused by the playful jealousy in Veer's voice. Aarav, meanwhile, continued his baby babble, as if he was trying to respond to his father's silly accusations.

"You two need to come to an agreement," I teased, shaking my head at my husband's antics.

Veer turned to Aarav with a serious expression, as though they were about to make a very important deal. "Alright, little man, I'll share... but only because you're my son," Veer said with a grin, leaning in closer to our son. "Deal?"

[Aarav be like: Meherbani kardi papa😭🙏🏻]

Aarav babbled something incomprehensible, but the way he looked up at his father with wide eyes made it seem like he was agreeing.

Veer sighed dramatically, placing a hand over his heart. "Fine, you win this time," he said, playfully resting his head on my right side of lap as Aarav happily settled into my arms for his feed.

While aarav was feeding on my left side, veer was no less, he was sucking my boobs, making a Pop sound each time.

I shook my head at the two of them, amused. "Boys," I muttered affectionately, feeling so full of love for my little family.

Veer, still leaning against me, chuckled softly. "We make a good team, don't we, Aarav?"

[Yeah ofcourse🥰]

Aarav's response was another round of giggles, and just like that, I couldn't help but feel like the luckiest person in the world—surrounded by the two loves of my life, both of them making every moment feel special, even the little ones.

Our Aarav Cutie Singhaniya 😭❤️❤️

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VEER's POV: (2 YEARS LATER - Aarav: 3 year old)

I sat on the living room floor with Aarav, my three-year-old son, perched on my lap. His tiny hands fiddled with his toy cars as I watched him with a mixture of pride and concern. He was growing up so fast, and soon, he would be going to school. As much as I wanted him to enjoy his innocent childhood, I knew there were important lessons he needed to learn early on.

"Alright, champ," I said gently, turning him towards me. "Today, we're going to talk about something important. Do you know what good touch and bad touch are?"

Aarav blinked up at me with those wide, innocent eyes of his, shaking his head. I could tell he was curious, though, waiting to see what I had to say. I took a deep breath, trying to find the simplest way to explain it to him.

"You know how Mumma and I give you hugs and kisses, right? That's a good touch because it's done with love. A good touch makes you feel safe and happy," I said, keeping my tone light and comforting. "But if someone ever touches you and it makes you feel uncomfortable or scared, that's a bad touch. And if that ever happens, you need to tell me or Mumma right away, okay?"

Aarav nodded, but I could see the wheels turning in his little mind as he processed what I was saying. I ruffled his hair, smiling softly.

Just then, I heard footsteps behind me. I looked up and saw Akshu standing in the doorway, her face a mix of curiosity and confusion. "Veer, why are you teaching him about good and bad touch so early?" she asked, her voice filled with innocence.

[The reel scene that convinced you all to read this book is here😭🤌🏻]

I couldn't help but smile at her question. It was one of the things I loved most about Akshu—her pure heart and the way she always looked for the good in everything. But this was something important, something every parent needed to teach their child, no matter how young.

Gently, I rose from the floor and walked over to her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Sweetheart," I began, my smile growing as I saw the curiosity in her eyes. "It's the correct time to learn. Children at this age are in their learning stage. Before sending him to school, we need to make sure he learns what's good and what's bad."

She blinked, still a bit unsure. "But he's so young..."

I nodded, understanding her concern. "I know he's young, but that's why it's even more important. This world isn't always kind, and I want him to be prepared. Before making him a brilliant student, I want him to become a gentleman and not a monster. If someday..."

I reached out and gently placed my hand on her small but growing belly. Our baby was only three months along, but I already felt connected to the life inside her.

[Firse baby 🥹🥹]

"If someday we have a baby girl," I continued, my voice soft but firm, "we'll teach her too. There should be no discrimination between them."

[This man knows how to make me fall for him every single time😭🤌🏻❤️ I'm freaking obsessed and in love with him]

Akshu's eyes softened, and she placed her hand over mine, resting on her belly. She smiled at me, understanding now, and I could see the love and pride she felt for both Aarav and our unborn child. "You're right," she whispered, her voice full of warmth. "They both deserve to know how to protect themselves."

I nodded, grateful for her support. "Exactly. We have to be there for them in every way. And teaching them this now will make sure they know what's right and wrong, long before the world tries to tell them otherwise."

As I stood there with Akshu, my hand resting on her belly, something deeper stirred inside me. The warmth of her touch, the innocence in Aarav's playful giggles, the thought of the life growing inside her—it all felt like a stark contrast to the life I once lived. A life I had left behind. The Mafia.

The memories flashed in my mind—dark rooms, dangerous deals, decisions that weighed heavy on my soul. I had walked away from that world for a reason. For this moment. For them.

I glanced at Aarav, who was still absorbed in his little world, his toy cars zooming across the floor. He was so innocent, so untouched by the darkness that once consumed my life. And then I looked back at Akshu, who was smiling softly at me, unaware of the sudden turmoil inside me.

That world—the violence, the secrecy, the constant fear of betrayal—I didn't want any of it to ever touch my family. I had fought hard to leave it behind, but the weight of it had always lingered, like a shadow at the edge of my mind. But now, standing here, I realized just how much I needed to protect them from that part of me. To ensure it never, ever, came near them.

I swallowed hard, my voice quiet when I finally spoke. "Akshu... there's something I need to say."

She looked up at me, concern flickering in her eyes. "What is it, Veer?"

I took a deep breath, feeling the gravity of my words before they even left my lips. "I left the Mafia... and I swear, I don't want that life to ever come near you, or Aarav, or our baby. I don't want any part of that darkness touching our lives."

Her expression softened, and she took my hand in hers, squeezing it gently. "Veer, I know you left it for us. For this family. You're a best son, brother, friend, husband and father, and that's all I see when I look at you."

Her words were like a balm to my soul, but the weight of my past still lingered. "I just... sometimes I wonder if it's truly behind me, if it can stay that way. I can't let that part of my life ever fall on you or our children."

Akshu's gaze softened even more, and she reached up to cup my cheek, her thumb brushing lightly against my skin. "Veer, you've already made sure it won't. You're here, with us. You chose this life, and that's what matters. You've already protected us by walking away. And whatever comes our way, we'll face it together. You're not alone in this."

I exhaled slowly, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. She was right—I wasn't alone anymore. I didn't have to carry the burden of my past by myself. I had Akshu, Aarav, and soon, another little life to care for. This was my world now, and I would do anything to protect it.

I bent down and kissed her lips, feeling a sense of peace that I hadn't felt in years. "Thank you," I whispered, my voice full of emotion. "For believing in me. For seeing the man I want to be."

Akshu smiled up at me, her eyes filled with love. "You already are that man, Veer."

And as we stood there, our family growing, I knew that no matter what, I would protect them with everything I had. The past was behind me. The future was here, in front of me. And it was brighter than anything I could have ever imagined.

I looked at Aarav one more time and smiled, knowing that my son—and the family we were building—would never have to face the darkness I had left behind. That life was over. This was my new beginning.

Akshu looked into my eyes, her hand resting on my chest, and her voice was soft yet filled with emotion. She leaned closer, her words wrapped in a tender promise as she whispered, "Teri mohabbat vich, main sada layi rang gayi haan, Veer. Main teri si, teri haan, te teri hi rahungi, har pal, har janam."

[Bhai finally Akshu ne Punjabi boli and this was the best way to end the story😭🤌🏻]

[In your love, I've been colored forever, Veer. I was yours, I am yours, and I will always be yours—every moment, in every lifetime.]

Her eyes shimmered with love, and the depth of her words struck a chord deep within me. It was more than just a promise—it was her heart speaking, binding us together in a way that words could never fully capture.

Finally, the book has ended here. It makes my heart break to bid them a goodbye.🥹 No, it's not an easy task for me. Throughout the entire journey of my writing, this book has given me so much, whether it's Love, appreciation, good friends, Loyal readers and hate as well I might add.

Thankyou to all for being till here and who are reading it recently. My heart goes to you all. I'm FOREVER YOURS TRULLY in your heart and someday a part of your beautiful memory. It made me tear up that I won't be writing them anymore. 

Dedication : To all the Little hearts, that just want a man who worship them with their life. Understand you more than yourself. A man who raises your standards every time. This book is dedicated to all my Girlies. 💗🌷

So, the most common question, it's the last time maybe for this book. How was the chapter?? Did you like it? Which part was your favourite.

I already decided that I will show the best parenting in my books, so why not start from here. Veer who was once a ruthless man, unknown to the basic knowledge of Periods. I wanted to show through him. It was the last stage of his Character development. 😭It's high time let's not keep fictional characters only upto standards in love. Let's bring a change and show through our books, how parenting should be done 💗😌 Am I right ? Or Am I right?

Also, there will 2 epilogues. So stay tuned for that.

Abid Adieu. Forever in your hearts. 

Love Authorshyra. ❤️