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"Don't press the doorbell. We want to surprise Zada. Open the door with the passcode." Zahir said and Khushi rolled her eyes.

"Oh, how brilliant, Zahir! Because I totally didn't know that pressing the doorbell might alert Zada to our presence. Thank you for that groundbreaking insight."

Zahir smirked.

"You are welcome, Khushi. Always here to educate you on the finer points of subtlety."

Zahir quickly entered the passcode when Neha shared it, and the door quietly clicked open.

"Wow, Zahir, I am amazed at your secret agent skills." Khushi couldn't help but mutter sarcastically under her breath.

"Well, Khushi, some of us have a natural talent for espionage. It's a gift." Zahir shot her a mock-innocent look.

As they stepped inside the apartment, Khushi couldn't help but glance around, taking in their surroundings. The plan was to surprise Zada, and that meant tiptoeing around and avoiding any loud noises. Zahir led the way, moving stealthily toward the living room. Others followed, their silent footsteps betraying their intentions.

"Okay, Zahir, we are here. Now what? Should we jump out and yell 'Surprise!'?" Khushi whispered, when they reached the doorway to the living room.

Zahir shot her an exasperated look.

"Oh, Khushi, always the comedian. Let's just wait for the perfect moment, shall we?" Zahir asked sarcastically.

"Will you two please stop it? I am starting to get tired of this now." Vansh grumbled angrily.

As they stepped into the living room, Zahir's face darkened seeing a man's shirt lying on the floor, leading into Zada's bedroom. Zian also noticed it and stepped forward standing next to Zahir and staring at the piece of clothing with a dark face.

Wheels started turning in their head and they didn't like what their brain was trying to convey to them.

Khushi and Neha looked alarmed and shot a look at each other. They both know Zada's relationship with Amar. They didn't know Amar would be spending the night with Zada. As far as they knew, they hadn't started that aspect of their relationship yet.

Vansh was plain confused.

Without another word, Zahir and Zian barged into their sister's bedroom and the sight that welcomed them gave them chills.

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Amar pulled the blanket over themselves and Zada snuggled into his sides, her body still thrumming with the sensations she encountered for the very first time in her life.

They heard some sound coming from the living room and Zada tensed.

"Oh god! I think Khushi and Neha returned. What if they find us like this?" Zada asked, sitting upright and keeping the blanket close to her bosom.

Before either of them could take a step, the door burst open.

Zahir and Zian stood there, with eyes wide open in shock.

"What the hell!"

The bedroom door burst open, and Zahir and Zian stood there, their expressions a mix of shock, disbelief, and outrage. Amar and Zada, tangled in the bedsheets and still flushed from their intimate encounter, stared back at the twins, feeling utterly exposed and caught off guard.

Zahir was the first to find his voice, his anger palpable.

"What the hell is going on here?" His eyes darted from Amar to Zada, his protective older brother instincts kicking in.

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