📖 **CHAPTER FIVE — "The Proposal You Can't Refuse"**
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### 💌 Author Note — From Aish L'Inarrestabile:
> *"Ciao miei peccatori preferiti (hello my favorite sinners)... If your man isn't crashing your family dinner in a custom tux just to drop a diamond on your plate and infront of your family —does he even love you? Welcome to the proposal you were never allowed to refuse. Say yes. Or watch the world burn."*
> — *Aish L'Inarrestabile*
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### 🔄 **Recap from Chapter 4 — "Roses in Blood":**
Yuvraj sent a box of black roses stained in blood.
Aira was stalked.
Yuvraj showed up and warned her: *"You don't face this alone."*
That night, Aira found a body in her garden—stabbed with a single black rose.
Message clear.
She's his.
And now…
It's time to make that official.
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**AIRA**
My father didn't like guests.
Especially not the kind who walked into his house uninvited, in a black tux, carrying a velvet box and a face carved by war.
But Yuvraj Malhotra didn't care.
He entered the Singh estate like he belonged there.
And for the first time in my life, I watched my mafia-don father stand up from the dinner table.
Yuvraj didn't bow.
Didn't offer fake respect.
He just walked over to the dining room, placed a velvet box between my plate and my pride, and said:
> "I'm not here to negotiate."
I froze.
My mother dropped her fork.
My brother stood.
But Yuvraj?
He only looked at me.
Not my father.
Not the guards in the corners.
Me.
> "I want her."
I opened my mouth.
No sound came out.
> "And I always get what I want."
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**YUVRAJ**
Her family wasn't surprised.
They were angry.
But they knew me.
They knew I didn't walk into enemy territory unless I'd already won the war.
Devraj Singh narrowed his eyes.
> "She's not a contract."
> "She's not," I agreed. "She's mine."
Her brother stepped forward.
I looked him in the eye.
Cold. Calm.
> "Sit down, boy. You're not going to bleed today.
> Unless you make me."
He didn't move again.
I turned to Aira.
She was fire in a silk saree.
Hair down. Eyes deadly.
I wanted to marry her.
Not because I needed power.
Because I'd never wanted anything more.
So I did what kings never do.
I knelt.
In her father's house.
In front of her.
And I opened the ring box.
> "Mi vuoi sposare, amore?" *(Will you marry me, love?)*
> "Or do I have to burn this city to make you mine?"
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**AIRA**
I stood. My chair screeched back.
"You can't be serious."
Yuvraj didn't flinch.
> "I've never been more serious. Say yes."
> "You're threatening me—"
> "No. I'm claiming you."
My father slammed his fist on the table.
> "You walk into my home and demand my daughter—?"
> "I don't demand," Yuvraj said, still kneeling. "I take what already belongs to me."
Silence. Tension. Guns waiting to be drawn.
And me?
I wanted to scream.
To slap him. To kiss him.
To run. To stay.
To say no.
But instead… I said nothing.
I stared at the man who ruined my peace and promised a lifetime of war in return.
And God help me—
Part of me **wanted** it.
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**YUVRAJ**
She didn't say yes.
But she didn't say no.
And that was enough.
I stood. Tucked the ring back into my coat.
Looked at her father.
> "You have two days."
> "For what?"
> "To prepare for the wedding."
And then I turned.
Walked out of Singh territory untouched.
But not empty-handed.
Because Aira's silence?
That was the loudest "yes" I'd ever heard.
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**Later that night, Aira walked into her room.**
A black dress waited for her on the bed.
Custom stitched. Her size. Backless. Dangerous.
A note sat on top of it.
> "Wear this when you come to me.
> Because the next time we meet… it'll be as my bride."
> — *Y*
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### 💌 Author Note — From Aish L'Inarrestabile:
> *"He didn't ask. He warned. And she didn't run—she hesitated. Which, in Yuvraj Malhotra's world, means she's already his. Chapter 6: The Enemy's Daughter is about to test every boundary they've built."*
> — *Aish L'Inarrestabile* 💍🖤
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