"Bhai, please," she implored, her voice softer now, tinged with a hint of desperation. "Let's not do anything rash. I need some time to sort things out."

Vincenzo hesitated, his anger still simmering beneath the surface. But seeing the plea in his Shiv's eyes, he finally relented, his expression softening slightly.

"Fine, Principessa. But if that bastard dares to hurt you again, there will be no mercy," he warned, his tone firm but filled with concern.

Shivaleeka nodded gratefully, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. Despite their differences, she knew that her brother would always stand by her side, ready to protect her no matter what.

"Now come here," he said pulling her in his arms she allowed herself to be enveloped in her brother's comforting embrace, feeling the warmth of his presence calming her frayed nerves. Despite the turmoil swirling around her, in this moment, she found solace in the familiar embrace of her beloved brother.

"Thank you, Bhai," she murmured softly, her voice muffled against his chest.

Vincenzo tightened his hold around her, a silent reassurance that he would always be there for her, no matter what challenges they faced. For Shivaleeka, there was no greater comfort than knowing that her brother had her back, unwavering and steadfast in his love and protection.

Shivaleeka leaned into her brother's embrace, finding solace in the familiarity of his presence. But her moment of peace was short-lived as Dante Mariano, the mischievous elder brother, appeared out of nowhere, his tall and muscular frame towering over her. With a playful smirk, he reached out and tugged at her hair.

"Look who's back," he teased, his voice deep and rich as he flashed a charming grin. Despite his usual cold demeanor, there was a warmth in his eyes when he looked at Shivaleeka, a softness that he reserved only for her.

"You better run for your life, Dante Mariano," she threatened, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she prepared to give chase. Dante chuckled and darted away, his long legs carrying him effortlessly across the room as Shivaleeka chased after him, her smaller frame agile and quick.

But before Shivaleeka could catch him, she felt someone grab her from behind. It was Leonardo, her third elder brother, his strong arms encircling her and holding her back from her pursuit. Despite his stoic exterior, there was a tenderness in his touch, a protective instinct that he reserved only for his little sister.

"Calm down, my little monkey," Leonardo said, his voice calm and reassuring as he tried to pacify her. Despite his towering height and broad shoulders, he was gentle and caring, a stark contrast to Dante's playful antics.

"Leo, he started it! He pulled my hair!" Shivaleeka protested, her voice filled with indignation as she pointed an accusing finger at Dante. Despite their usual cold and stoic demeanor, her brothers couldn't help but smile at her antics, their hearts softening at the sight of her laughter.

"Is that so?" Leonardo replied, a twinkle of mischief in his eyes. "Then let's make him run together."

With a shared smirk, the two siblings joined forces, plotting their revenge against the elusive Dante Mariano. Despite their usual seriousness, in Shivaleeka's presence, they couldn't help but let their guard down, their love for her melting away their cold exteriors.

As Shivaleeka laughed and chased after Dante, she caught sight of Lucifer, her second eldest brother, standing tall and imposing in the corner of the room. His dark eyes watched the scene unfold with a hint of amusement, his expression unreadable as always. Despite his intimidating presence, there was a sense of protectiveness in his demeanor, a silent assurance that he would always look out for his little sister.

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