Jaipur, India
Sekhawat Palace
"Bhai, have you heard, Rana uncle returned from Italy yesterday." Randhir informed his brother.
"Yes. I was wondering all of a sudden, why his son and he himself left India."
"That's my question too." While two brothers were busy talking, Rajendra Sekhawat entered the room.
"So, my two lion cubs are busy getting answers to some questions. What are Ranvijay's questions Ranvijay?"
"Have you heard that Rana uncle went to Italy suddenly? His movements were always suspicious. Though he is marrying off his daughter to me, I know he always had his eyes on Takht."
Ranvijay finished his words and looked at his father.
A small smile curled up on his lips.
"Ranvijay, I believe you have got something really fishy. Nothing can actually escape your eyes."
"Baba, you know me so well." Ranvijay smirked.
Randhir was looking like a curious kid towards his brother.
"Bhai, you didn't tell m
"What's going on?" The owner of the voice was no one but Rana Pratap. Ragini was silent as she was afraid of her father. Mayabati was trying to form a sentence in her mind and Arjun was still searching in his mind the closest return flight. Myra took the charge in her hand and spoke in her usual calm tone. "Nothing as such Mr. Solanki. I was wondering how you would introduce me in front of your people." "As my daughter." Rana Pratap spoke in a tone that even Mayabati flinched at her place. Is he the same person once who denied to accept Minerva and Myra 19 years back? She was searching for an answer in her mind. "Will that be soothing for your so-called dynasty? Or will that be acceptable by the people present here? I might say that news can create havoc. Kindly look at the pros and cons before jumping down to any conclusions." Arjun felt his jaw drop on the floor. He felt like he was looking at some diplomat. "Is this girl even real?"
Myra came back to her room and decided to have a quick call with Lily and Ronan. Though she had dropped the text after her arrival, until she called them, they wouldn't be sitting stress-free. After having a full session of information exchange Myra felt a relief in her heart. Lily was in a full mood. "So, Myra, did you meet any handsome Indian man?" "Lily, let me give you a quick hint. Ragini is getting married without her consent. They have arranged their marriage. Now, do you expect me to jump in this shit?" "What? Myra. Really? Do they live in the Stone Age? I mean it's 21st century." "Well, physically they are living in the 21st century, but I believe their mind set is in the stone era." Both of the girls laughed out loud. After some more chit chat sessions Myra dialled Ronan's number. It's almost 11 p.m. in India so preferably it would be 6:30 p.m. in Italy. She knew that Ronan might be still in hospital but took a chance to talk.
Myra opened her eyes to have a look at her surroundings. It wasn't easy to handle such jet lag that she was having. It was almost 5 o'clock in the morning. She woke up and got freshen up. After some time she came out in her tights to stroll around the Palace. She started searching for a kitchen to have some coffee at least. But the palace was quite big and seemed like a maze to her. She was not in a mood to disturb Arjun. After roaming for around 15 minutes she decided to take a short morning run. As soon as she reached the gate, she found a few guards. Some were in semi sleep, some were not. She smiled and said, "Good Morning.""Madam ji bahar kaha?"(Madam, where are you going outside?). One of the guards asked. Myra didn't understand anything. She looked at him weirdly and gestured something with her hand that was not clearly understood by the guard at all.After coming out of the gate, she started walking towards the road. She remembered this road when she had trave
Myra decided to change her clothes before joining the lunch. After taking shower she looked at herself in the mirror. A 22 year old girl's reflection got reflected. A girl with 5 feet 11 inch height, ocean blue eyes, golden brown hair, perfect jawline and slim but masculine figure. People used to tell her that she is the mini version of Minerva. Myra sometimes thought in her mind, she really has very few features from her father Rana Pratap. Maybe only a bit of face cutting she has got. She wore a half sleeve t-shirt, with a black skinny jeans.She decided to stroll before joining the lunch.Ragini was walking to and fro in her room, looking at her phone frequently. Harshly gripping the phone she dialled a number."How many times are you going to ignore my call? Can't you meet me for once?""Why don't you understand? I was sitting beside my father in a meeting. How could you expect me to meet you before it gets finished?" An irritated voice fr
Sekhawat Palace Ranvijay sat with his father and brother in his study. Ranvijay looked carefully at the photos where Shaurya had been spotted with some weapon dealers. Randhir was busy getting other information. "What do you think about this?" Ranjendra spoke with a concerned voice. "Nothing as such. Buying weapons at this time is not weird, but the absurd thing is, without letting me know the dealer cannot sell those to Agnihotris." "The dealer is new, bhai. I checked it. Maybe he would inform us before finalizing the deal. And he doesn't know that we are keeping an eye on Agnihotris." "Good then, else both of them would suffer. But the point is that, Rana Pratap seems quite cold this time. What about our agreement Baba?" "He assured me to join my rally to make a strong appearance. After all they are the royal family Rajputana. Our party will benefit and we will get more seats in this election."
"Shaurya Agnihotri." Myra mumbled in her mind. Myra felt a strong urge of puking hearing the bastard's name. She could still feel those filthy touches of Shaurya. She couldn't believe that a girl like Ragini could choose someone like Shaurya. Sure Ragini doesn't know the real character of Shaurya and thus Shaurya is playing his game."Well, then that's a bad choice." Myra said to Arjun."See, we have so many things in common. But how come you know that he is an asshole.""Well, nothing. Maybe I have radar installed in my system that actually warns me whenever an asshole is around." Myra laughed while finishing her sentences."Girl, you have no filter in your mouth. Anyway, I like your straightforward attitude. Though people would say it's not good for women but I do appreciate you.""Then, make more like me. Educate people, show them that we all are equal. I know it won't be easy, but at least you can try.""Surely. I think it's time to chan
Sicily, ItalyArthur sat with his father Luca in the board meeting. They were deciding some beneficial part of the upcoming business expansion. The meeting went well. After that they sat together to sort out a few legal paperwork."50 percent on my name and 50 percent on her. That's fine. We can do it as 60-40 also if you want that. I don't mind giving her 60 percent." Arthur said in a calm tone."I still wonder how you can still keep her share intact in the business. I thought someday, you may end up being a jealous freak who would like to have full control over everything.""Even if I want to, I can't. I am still alive just because of her mother. And our family has always believed in equality. Her mother and you were the most fearful duo of our family. I don't know why my aunt chose that bastard.""I was angry too at her decision, but dear, love knows no bounds.""Because of one single mistake, our entire family suffered. You know dad, I u
Arjun, please listen to me, I want to sleep today. Kindly don't make me attend this ceremony." Myra was pleading badly."Oh, dear, how could you miss the Haldi ceremony? All the family members will be there. We all will put Haldi (Turmeric) on Ragini's body.""Why? Why are you all getting mad over marinating her? Seems like you are going to barbecue her. Yesterday I managed to wear those things, but not today. People were gawking at me.""Are you feeling bad? They didn't expect an Italian girl in Indian wedding, that's why they were looking at you. Even my cousins have liked you. Come on. Be a part of it."Seeing Arjun's pleading like a child, Myra decided to join the ceremony.Myra wanted to avoid the ceremony because of many reasons. After the first ceremony itself, she was tired of wearing heavy dresses and jewellery. Secondly, people used to give her weird looks. Thirdly, every tim
1 Year LaterMoscow, Russia"We all are bound somewhere with someone. The more we try to go away the more we find ourselves entangled with our own needs.""You should be a writer instead of a mafia." Nicolas spoke while looking at Myra."And you should be a romantic lover boy instead of an asshole." Myra replied back."It hurts. Oops." Nicolas faked an expression of pain while speaking."Shut up man.""Get your ass up girl. We are heading to Sicily. It's your brother's anniversary after all." Nicolas laughed while speaking.They were having breakfast and the word fight always happens at the breakfast table only. For the past 1 year it has become their habit. Finishing their breakfast Myra and Nicolas walked towards their private jet."Good bye Russia." Myra waved once the jet left the land.Sicily, ItalyArthur, Sylvia, Luca and Melissa,
1 Year LaterSicily, ItalyArthur woke up in the morning. He was looking at the sleeping figure of Sylvia beside him. Her milky white skin was peeping through the duvet. Tucking the golden strand of hair behind her ears, he rested his back on the headboard. It's been one year since he married Sylvia. As per his promise to his sister Myra, he didn't keep Sylvia waiting anymore. She was the only person who held him tight during the most vulnerable situation. She had gone through a rough patch because of his uncertainty. But Myra was right about Sylvia. She is the best for him.Sylvia stirred in her sleep and slowly opened her eyes when she looked at Arthur."Morning." She whispered."Morning V." Arthur replied.Pulling her sleeping figure a bit she rested her head on Arthur's chest and spoke in a low tone."Missing her? I believe she is at her best wherever she is.""Yeah. I miss her." Arthur rep
Some Deserted Place, Jaipur"Well well look who is here. You know what to do right?" Shaurya called Vivaan who was just waiting a bit away from the place. As per Ranvijay's call he was supposed to be the backup but as per Shaurya he was supposed to shoot Ranvijay and Randhir.The car stopped just a few meters away from the place where Shaurya was standing. He was expecting the slender figure to appear but to his surprise two men in black with dominating features appeared. They came out from the car while putting a small smile on their faces.Once those figures appeared in front of Shaurya his eyebrows frowned a little."Shocked seeing us? Are you expecting someone else?" Ranvjiay spoke looking at Shaurya."Nice game Ranvijay Singh Sekhawat. I thought your pretty little wife would be entertaining me. But not an issue, I would prefer to be entertained alone after killing you." Shaurya spoke in such a shameless manner that even
Sekhawat Mansion"So finally today Rajendra Singh Sekhawat will be arriving near the J.J. Palace opened to meet the people of Jaipur who elected him again as their leader. Before he moved forward to appear in Delhi, this would be his first grand interaction after winning election.""Merda. Cosa stanno facendo?"(Shit what are they doing?) Myra was speaking furiously after watching the news broadcast."Here comes again the Italian ghost from my wife." Ranvijay teased Myra when he saw her chanting different things in Italian."Jay, it's not a joke. Currently exposing any of our family members in such a large gathering is a fool's idea." This time Myra comes down English language."Myra, I understand your point of view. But just because Shaurya is alive, we cannot just keep on sitting idle." Ranvijay held Myra's shoulder to calm her down."Jay..." Before she could finish her next words Ranvijay
Jaipur, Old Warehouse"You shouldn't have arrived at this moment. Why don't you understand?""I have lost everything. I have nothing to fear now. But before losing any other thing I would finish him off.""Don't be mad. They are searching for you like a mad dog.""And I am dying to kill them.""Enough.""Don't try to cross my path dad."The conversation went from fatherly love to deathly threatening.Shaurya Agnihotri and Arvind Agnihotri were discussing their upcoming plans. Arvind had lost the election following his power and influence. Shaurya had been already in the hit list. Now with the rising power of Ranvijay they were already cornered."First I need that girl, Myra. That bitch is the major shield of the Sekhawat family now.""Don't even think of Shaurya if you want to live. She is a walking talking nuclear bomb. Each of our members are already exposed.""Not all. Two mo
Sekhawat Palace, IndiaVivaan came down to Rajasthan after Myra and Ranvijay paid a visit to Mumbai. That was a grand entry for both of them. Once his health news spread like a fire, the alliance in Mumbai reached a separate level of happiness. Nobody came to know that it was Ranvijay always behind Myra as a shadow. Since she took the power in her hand those initial days were tough. Even though the leaders were ready to follow his commands, the subordinates still had a negative impression. With time they bowed their heads in front of her wits, appearance, functional ideas and dominance. They couldn't deny one single fact that Ranvijay really got a perfect and equivalent partner for life.Shaurya's movements decreased and that made Myra more worried. Every big storm always comes with surprising silence. Arvind came down to Sekhawat palace to wish them but back in his mind he was dying to murder every single existing member of Sekhawat family.
Sekhawat PalaceFour pairs of eyes were glued to the television screen only, where a live session of counting vote ballots was going on. Myra was least bothered about that. She had a gut feeling that Rajendra's party would win following which a perfect position would be offered to him in ministry. Even if by any means his party fails to win, Ranvijay would anyhow kill Shaurya. They had their plan sorted perfectly with each and every step. Ranvijay and Randhir were busy making different phone calls whereas Myra kept on doing her casual work. Rajendra looked at his daughter in law with the corner of his eyes. She looked bothered and calm but only her son could guess what exactly she was planning.After three hours of counting Rajendra was leading with 23000 votes. Arvind was lagging behind but two major blocks were left. There was a high chance for Arvind to cover up the gap.In the meantime Ranvijay's phone started ringi
Almost One Month LaterRanvijay woke up from his sleep only to find Myra snuggling in his chest. Her silky locks were scattered all over her face. The calmness on her face was telling last night's story. She was a kind of drug to Ranvijay that he couldn't deny or ignore. The little hickeys on her milky white skin were peeping in front of his eyes. Locking some strands of her hair behind her ears he placed a forehead kiss on her temple. For the past one month they had gone through a lot. Continuous encounter with Shaurya's men, his secret killing and many more. The rallies went well along with the other voting agendas. In the mud of dirty politics Myra kept her clothes clean, god knows how.It was him only who jumped on Myra last night. Keeping fresh meat in front of a hungry lion if someone tells you not to eat, it doesn't make any sense. Same went with Ranvijay too. Myra was lying beside him when he finally reached the bed after so
Mumbai, IndiaA female entered in a board meeting room dressed in almost black. Her black boots made enough predatory sound to catch others' attention. Roaming her eyes around every corner of the room she looked at the big decorated chair placed in the middle. Walking straight towards that she made herself comfortable after sitting on it. Surrounded by numerous men of different age and their questionable facial expressions she raised her hand forward to speak."Speak what you have in your mind."The room felt dead silent. One woman among 15 men, the scenario looked way too weird for everyone to handle. People started staring at each other's faces before bringing out their words. None of them actually thought the situation was realistic. They all had heard of recent changes in the Indian Mafia segment but the moment they saw her, they were shocked to their core. A girl of merely 24 or 25 walked inside the most dangerous room filled with some dead