Luv's action of unbuttoning his sherwani to display Nazrana's name inked across his chest had left the entire hall paralyzed in shock. Even though this gift didn't carry the staggering financial weight of the elite, top-tier luxury items presented by the other three brothers, it had pierced straight through to Nazrana's heart. The others had merely spent money, but Luv had willingly endured physical pain. He had done it despite his deep-seated hatred for tattoos, solely because he knew she had a weakness for inked men.

Staring at the freshly irritated skin, Nazrana lightly traced the lines and whispered, "When you didn't even like it, why did you get it done?"