Myra
Our Mumbai trip was a turning point for our cold marriage. My mother in law seemed more irritated seeing us together. I am sure that she guessed something had changed between us. Some equations have their own quotient. I was still in a dilemma of accepting this marriage. It's true that I don't have any family left in Italy so staying back in India is not a big deal for me. But I didn't inform Lily or Ronan about my pretty little stance. I was looking in the mirror after getting ready to leave for Solanki Palace to meet Arjun. My chain of thoughts got broken when a warm masculine hand just wrapped around my waist. It was none other than Ranvijay. He was snuggling near my neck when I was looking in the mirror.
"Do you analyse every time?"
Hearing his words I looked back at him.
"I didn't get you. What do you mean by that?"
"I always found you in deep thoughts. Even now I found you thinking about something. Do you thi
Old WarehouseFar away in an old warehouse three people brought the body of an unconscious girl. One man was standing there with a gun in his hand."Tie her up in the chair. Make sure she can't move and pull any stance." The man with a black mask spoke."Sahab (sir), payment? We need to leave the city. If Ranvijay gets to know about us, we will be tortured and killed.""Paswan, you did a great job. Sekhawat didn't get any idea of the mole till now. The mole is no one but you.""Yes. As per your order I gave her sleeping pills through the water the moment she stepped in the car and those two bodyguards also. They are left in the car far away. I managed to bring Myra here. Now let us go.""Absolutely. Your job is done. Just make a simple call. Tell Ranvijay to come to the place where his death is waiting for him. Behave like a panic stricken and told him that Myra was kept there along with you being kidnapped. I have
The moment Ranvijay got the call from Paswan he rushed to his given location. But on the way when Randhir called him, a certain idea struck his mind. He had a small tracker inside the pendant that he had gifted Myra. In the process of cross checking he found some different locations of Myra. Taking Randhir with him he decided to move towards that. He had sent a small team of his men to the second location which was shared by Paswan. With a larger group he walked towards the old warehouse. The area was not fully covered with enemies. But something grabbed his attention. He was guessing the situation then and there. Myra was kidnapped to create havoc in them. In this process it would be easy to trick them to make them come wherever their enemy wanted. Thus the situation would have taken an ugly turn."Bhai, how do you know, Myra would be here?" Randhir asked his brother."If she hadn't removed the pendant yet, then it's her location only that I have
As soon as Myra heard the statement her legs felt jelly. She felt her surroundings getting blurry. Her head started spinning and her mouth got dry."Am I a Mafia blood?" She managed to speak."Yes." Arthur spoke proudly.One word and Myra's entire world got shattered. Her life, her thoughts, her beliefs. Everything got broken with a single statement. She looked back at Ranvijay. She hated him for being the Mafia and here she stood being a descendent of Mafia by herself. Her family is not a clean one. The moment she stepped away to reach Ranvjiay a large hand grabbed her hand."Where are you going? I came here to take you back with me. I can't let you stay here.""Arthur, leave my hand. I don't want to go anywhere."Myra was struggling but Arthur was not willing to let her go. She had already put herself in numerous dangers. He couldn't let her be on her like this."This is not your place. You have your family, your own life and your o
Solanki PalaceRanvijay stormed inside the hall with Randhir where Rana Pratap was sitting like a lifeless structure on his chair. He was feeling helpless. His biggest fear had arrived in his house and took away Myra. In this process he had just created another storm between two families."Who is Myra Moretti actually?" Ranvijay shouted, losing his exact senses and grabbed Rana Pratap's neck to make him stand on his feet. Mayabati came running towards him and held Ranvijay's hand with pleading eyes and big fat tears."Beta please, be calm. Don't lose your senses. Please leave him.""Kakisa (Aunt) didn't dare to save him. He is the sole reason behind everything. Because of him I have lost Myra." Ranvijay was not in a mood to listen to Mayabati no matter how badly he did respect her."I know he is the sinner. But don't make your hands dirty by killing someone like him. For god's sake leave him."
Sicily, ItalyConsider all the conversations done in Italian as they were in Italy.Myra woke up from her deep sleep only to find herself in a big spacious room filled with luxuries. The soft mattress beneath her back and the unique smell in the room made her froze at her place. She found herself in a different place. All the past incidents started coming back one after another in front of her eyes. Arthur's voice, her struggle, his men, bruised Arjun and above all shattered Ranvjiay. She abruptly stood up from the bed and walked towards the washroom. Splashing water on her face and neck she looked at her reflection. Her hand froze immediately when it touched her neck. The pendant wasn't there around her neck which was given by Ranvijay."Damn. Did Arthur take it away?" She scoffed mentally. Even her bracelet given by Arjun was also missing. She massaged her temple with his hand only to think rationally before taking any d
Sicily, ItalyMyraMy whole life was a lie. I had spent my life raised by my mother thinking that I have no one but her. I don't hate her for not sharing the dark history of her past or her family. But I am broken inside to know that she didn't even bother to give me a chance to choose between a mafia and a normal life. I got to know how she had faked her death after getting pregnant. She raised me alone, being in the dark, hidden from her enemies. She did everything to protect me from the bare hands of other mafias. Maybe she was in love for the first time with my biological father. That is why she left her billion dollar business, her position in the mafia and everything. But the result she got was more than heart breaking. She never got the normal life that she had craved for. She left the dark world to be someone's wife and live happily but her past made a never ending patch in her life. And my biological father, he is nothing but
After 1 yearSicily, ItalyThe ambience of the room was tense with people exchanging their glances at each other."I fucking do bother about it. I want the exact trace of that bastard who had dared to cross our border to steal the shipment." The owner of the voice was female but the tone and the rage was enough to make almost everyone gulp down their own saliva."We are...” One man tried to speak but he was cut off."Yes you are? Do you think you can survive after betraying us? The new rising gang asked for your help and I bet you did a bit, right?""By mistake we did without knowing the real motive of them. We have revoked our support now.""Great, now you tell me. What should be your punishment for making such a massive mistake?""I.... We ...can take the vow... We didn't know about the situation before." The man was tottering badly while sweating like a pig.This time Myra
Sekhawat PalaceRanvijayI was gulping down the alcohol while sitting in my room. I have never felt my room or bed that much empty the way I am feeling right now. Every day I came back to my room to welcome myself with emptiness. I haven't removed her leftover dresses from my closet since she left. Those bangles are still left in front of the mirror where she used to sit to get ready. The same nuptial chain was left by her. The only thing of mine that she had with me was the pendant. I don't know whether she had thrown it away or not. I haven't removed mine. Every night I toss and turn to get accustomed to the sudden rush of being left alone. I try to sniff the bed sheet or the pillow of her to get her smell. How could she just forget everything that happened in between us? Since she had left I became more ruthless according to Randhir. I looked at the picture kept on the wall in front of my eyes. Our wedding picture. She looked angry