บททั้งหมดของ Legacy : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Myra's P.O.V.Days were passing silently as I was trying to gather more information on Ranvijay. The more I am trying to prove Ranvijay guilty the more I am getting irritated. Every time I am making up my mind to prove him guilty, I am finding out more about Rana Pratap Singh Solanki. Arjun was right somewhere. Both the families have their own game, own plotting and own strategies. But the primary betrayal was always from my so-called biological father's side. Every time Ronan is calling me, I am making up some new stories about my travels. I can't disclose the fact of my marriage. One single strong proof against Ranvijay and I will be freed from everything that is happening around. People say when you start living with a person, you eventually get attached with him or her. I don't know about myself but I can see some changes in him. We both don't trust each other and I don't have any plan of gaining his trust. I believe he doesn't bother about this marriage

Ranvijay was shocked to see that part of Myra. She is usually a calm person. Apart from her prompt answers she never behaved like a dangerous one. But today he saw something different in her. She was fuming and her facial expression was screaming dominance. No matter how hard she tried to suppress her fuming rage, it was still coming out like a hot lava from a volcano. But one thing for sure, her eyes were screaming the truth. He was still struggling to believe what Myra had just said. On the other hand Myra was still trying hard to free herself. She remembered her promise to her mom. She won't be aggressive over some sudden matters. She started getting some weird sensation due to the close proximity of Ranvijay. No matter what, she was still getting pulled towards this man. This underworld don and his aura, it always provoked her to take further steps. There is something common in between them that binds them together. There is something deeply imprinted in their life

MyraSekhawat PalaceThe days were passing like fractions of second. I don't know how I had already spent a good two months with that mafia under the same roof. The entire palace is a like a cage to me. The only fresh air is Randhir and his fun moments. He became quite easy with me. At least I get the chance to go out whenever I feel, with him. Ranvijay never allowed me to roam alone. Either he or Randhir with two more bodyguards accompany me whenever I feel like roaming around the city. Maybe this is called perks of being the wife of Mafia. Never in my life had I thought I would end up like this. Randhir knocked on my door when I was in my slumber of thoughts. "Bhabisa (Wife of brother is called in Rajasthan), sorry Myra will you come downstairs to have a look into a matter.""Absolutely."I moved out of my room. Being a part of the Royal family, I surely don't

Ranvijay"Do you trust me?" Did I hear something wrong? The most doubtful girl was asking me to trust her. Though the steering was in her hand and there was no other option left except trusting her sudden action. I still looked at her with a doubtful look."Yes." The only word escaped my lips without my full consent. "Fine. Guide me through the route to reach the nearest safe place."Before letting me say something, she changed the gear and with a large sound the car started moving forward. She was driving the car through the field without giving a shit to anything. The truck driver got confused as for a truck turning around was difficult. As soon as we passed the truck after covering some more distance she picked up the speed and took the car again on the road. I was looking at her knuckles that turned white. Her eyes were fixed on the road. I was sure that she would fuck my car mercilessly but more than fucking what else she would

MyraI couldn't believe I had kissed my biggest enemy. I had kissed Ranvijay Singh Sekhawat. "Kissing your husband is not a sin." My inner self gave me a hard slap."Who is the husband? The marriage I had never accepted, that one? The relationship that never flourished, that one? From which perspective Ranvijay is my husband?" Another part of me fought back."From every perspective he is your husband. He has every right to kiss you and as you have also kissed him back, so there is nothing wrong in it."My inner turmoil was at its highest peak when I saw Ranvijay entering the room. There was nothing more than kissing on that day. He left midway of whatever he had started. I am sure this man is completely insane. Just after seeing a single tattoo on my neck he stopped his actions on that day. "Am I starting to crave for more?" I asked myself. I still didn't understand what was wrong with my tattoo. Was