"Myra Moretti. Please come here. The surgeon wants to talk to you." A nurse called her name and guided her to the nearby room.
"Good afternoon Dr. Blake." A 21-year-old girl with a height of 5 feet 11 inches stood in front of a surgeon while greeting. She was wearing black jeans and a white t-shirt. Her long waist-length golden brown hair was tied in a ponytail. The most beautiful feature in her appearance is her ocean blue big eyes. She is indeed a beautiful creation of God. She got her eyes from her mother. Her mother Minerva has the same ocean blue eyes as her.
"We are trying our best, but we don't know how long she can survive. The chemo is going on, but the expansion of the malignancy is too fast. And your mother is trying to cope up but...." Dr. Blake stopped midway when she looked into his eyes.
"I know. It’s been three years since she is fighting this cancer and we are trying our best with it. Thank you for your immense support always but let’s try again if this chemo can do something better." Myra's voice was heavy, but she didn't let her pain reflect in her voice. Her eyes held millions of drops of tears welled up in them but her inner strength made a strong dam to hold them back. She moved out of the room and reached her mom's cabin.
There lay Minerva Moretti, an Italian woman with similar features to Myra. Her face was pale but the smile on her face was just heavenly.
"mamma, come stai?"(mom, how are you?) Myra asked her mom.
"assolutamente bene”. (Absolutely fine). Minerva replied with joy in her eyes.
A silence took place in between them. A duo of mother and daughter sat together holding each other's hand.
"Myra, you know what, when I was your age, I was very stubborn and always confident on every step that I used to take. I can see the same reflection in you."
"Of course, mamma. I am your daughter only so I would be just like you."
"I am sorry Myra that I have kept you away from your father for so long. Someday you would understand why I did so."
"It's ok mamma. I do not have any grief on you on that part. I was a kid 12 years back and that's why I was mad about having my father or meeting him. But mom I am happy with you. You will always be with me."
"Dear, I don't know how long I would survive. After me you would be alone, I know but I am sure that I have made you enough strong to survive in this world."
"Mamma, how many times I have to say that don't say such words. Nothing would happen. Everything would be fine. We would go back to our old life again. We would roam in Sicily again."
"Myra remember one thing. Even if I won't be there, you are not alone. There is always a person to look after you. Someone would reach you whenever you would be in a need."
"Mamma, stop thinking too much. You got good progress in your health. You would be discharged after two days."
"I know I would be fine."
A small tale of white lies found its way to soothe the pain of each other's hearts.
"How is your boyfriend by the way?" Minerva asked her daughter.
"Mamma. Not again. I told you I don't have." Myra pouted her lips.
"Get a one, my girl. What would you do being alone? Have some life. Don't tell me you would marry some stranger."
"No mamma. I won't marry some stranger. But a boyfriend also is not required right now. Will think about it later."
"What a joke. Come on girl."
"Should I find someone for you? What do you say, mamma?" Myra pinched her with a big smile.
"Don't you dare girl?" Minerva laughed her heart out. They both hugged each other, and Myra kept her head on her mother's bed.
"You know mom, I love you." She whispered.
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Meanwhile In India
Solanki Family
"Mom, I said I am not going to marry the Sekhawat's bastard."
"Ragini, do you have any idea what you are saying! Are you out of your mind? You have still one year left for you. Don't be so stubborn beta."
"Rana Pratap Singh Solanki is known for his words and how could you think of denying the proposal." A man of 6 feet 2-inch height entered the room where his wife Mayabati and her daughter Ragini were arguing.
"Words or deal? Papa, tell me the truth." Ragini hissed.
"Behave yourself, Rini. Is this the way you are supposed to talk to your father?" Ragini's brother Arjun Singh Solanki replied standing behind his father.
"Is this a way a father supposed to deal with the happiness of her daughter? Tell me Bhai."
"What's your problem with Ranvijay Singh Shekhawat, bahen. Tell me."
"I don't like him. I have already chosen someone for myself."
"Our tradition doesn't allow that. You know it right?" Her father spoke with the same calm but heavy voice.
"But papa, my freedom allows me to choose my partner with whom I would like to spend my entire life."
"Who is he?" Arjun asked her sister.
"Shaurya Agnihotri."
"What?" Both her mother and brother screamed in shock.
"Are you out of your mind? You have chosen somebody from Agnihotri? That Agnihotri family became rival of us and Shekhawat for the past two years. How could you choose your life in the hands of your enemy?"
"He might be the enemy for you but not for me. He is a far better person than Ranvijay. Who is this Ranvijay papa? He is a murderer, a mafia, and currently is the leading political party. I don't trust my future or life with him."
"And who is this Shaurya? A saint? Right? He is not a murderer or not even a bad person. Did you forget how brutally he killed some men of another gang during the political rally? They tried to rather step into Shekhawat's business areas also."
"So? Just the way we support the Shekhawat family, the same way we can support Agnihotri too. Our family is the Royal family. We have enough influence to bias the votes then why not Agnihotri's family dad. Why Shekhawat?"
"Some alliance was made long back over some words, trust, and reasons. They are the protector of our Legacy. Our ancestors made some vows, we had never crossed each other's path and always protected each other's places. If we have Royalty, then they have strength. Don't try to break it with your shitty love game."
"Enough Bhai. I won't get married to Shekhawat. That's my final decision. If you try to force things on me result would not be good."
"The daughter of our family would get married to Sekhawat's. That's my final decision. You have one year left in your hand to make up your mind." Rana Pratap is always a man of few words. He glared at his daughter and left the place.
Following him, his son also left the room.
"I would also see papa, how would you make me marry that monster Ranvijay Singh Shekhawat."
Ragini moved away from her mother and closed the door of her room.
In the study room of Rana Pratap, his son sat with his father.
"Should we force her for this marriage? Papa, I think we should rethink our decision." Arjun spoke in a low tone.
"I am not thinking about the decision. I am thinking about the Takht. We never got the power of it alone. We are still holding the alliance with Shekhawat. I know Agnihotris is not clean also. But if the king of the Takht gets replaced? Have you ever thought about it?"
"Papa, what are you saying? Our age-old alliance, trust, and the relationship we share with Shekhawat. It was never bad. We always got what we wanted. Nobody had ever thought of betraying Shekhawat for Takht because we know that they are the real fighter and deserving candidates for it."
"You are forgetting one thing that Takht was created by the Solanki family since the royal era. It was with Shekhawat to protect the dynasty."
"They are protecting our Legacy since then. So what's the point of even bringing the thought of betraying them?"
"Sometimes some power is better to be kept on hand. Our ancestors did something that doesn't mean we have to follow the same."
Arjun couldn't believe his father's words. How could his father become so hungry for power? Even he was thinking to let the Agnihotri family passively enter their area. Arjun looked at his father in disbelief.
"Papa, do you have any plan to deal with the Agnihotri family? No. I can't trust my sister's life with him."
"Do you trust your sister's life with Shekhawat's? Don't forget years back Ranvijay's father fell in love with someone from the outer cast. I had a fair chance to throw away him from the Takht making it an issue. But I failed. I would never forget that defeat. I had every chance to throw away him from Takht to claim it but I lost it."
Arjun understood that speaking with this man is of no use now. He won't stop. But Arjun has a choice. A choice of choosing the bond of Shekhawat and Solanki or the new bond of intruder Agnihotri and Solanki. He understood a big game has started already but nobody knows whom to trust to follow.
Going against Shekhawat means losing the life, going against Solankis means losing everything. Both are dangerous and the biggest knife is Agnihotri now. Who can cut both the families as they don't bother about virtues or morals?
"Papa, you have only one daughter and Ranvijay and Ragini are supposed to get married. If we married off Ragini with Agnihotri then whom we will send to marry Ranvijay? We don't have any more daughters."
"The world knows that. Let the world think. You don't need to bother about it. You start the preparation of Ragini and Ranvijay's wedding."
Arjun was too surprised now. What plan his father did, he had no idea. But he was never interested to marry off her sister to Shaurya Agnihotri. The man is nothing more than a bastard. Ranvijay is merciless but Shaurya is the backstabber. Arjun was never interested in Takht. For him, his family was more important. 18 years back he lost someone very close to him due to this war of power, crown, or more. He is no longer interested to be a part of this anymore. How could his father be so hungry for power he never understood?
A Year Later It was windy, cloudy, and a bit grey. Myra found it not so soothing. She got the call at late night from the hospital. Dr. Blake called her to come over as soon as possible as they noticed some degradation in her mother's health. It's been 4 years since the mother and daughter duo fought together to win over this cancer. But destiny has always some other plans. Hurriedly she reached the hospital and stayed overnight. Not much improvement was there. She held her mom's hand as she could feel something is not right. Pulses were not good. She kissed her mom's knuckle. Her mom opened her eyes. "Myra, forgive me if you can for not giving you a complete family."
Sicily, Italy It's been three days; Myra didn't step out of her house. She wanted sometimes to fix herself. Her mental condition and many more things. Every time she passed her mom's bedroom, she stood there motionlessly just to figure out where it was a bad dream or not. On her third, she went inside the room and opened the wardrobe. She took out some of her mom's clothes and inhaled deeply. She wrapped one big coat of her mom around her and slept on the bed to feel her mom's presence. A lone tear escaped her eyes. "Why mama, why. Why did you leave me so early?" Myra cried out loudly. She didn't notice when she fell asleep while crying. In the evening she got up and started making the room. Every particle of that room held her mom's scent. She opened that locker and saw a few documents of her mom. Passport and other
Jaipur, India “Papa, I would never marry that piece of shit,” Ragini yelled at the top of her voice. “Yes, you would and with your willingness.” Rana Pratap spoke in a deep and hoarse voice. “You can’t do this papa, I love Shaurya.” “That’s not love, and who told you that you have permission to love somebody else without my consent.’ “I am an adult and I have every right to choose my partner. So please papa.” “Yes, you are an adult, but you are not mature enough to understand what love is and what infatuati
Jaipur, India Arjun looked blankly at his father and Mayabati’s face turned pale after seeing the situation. Rana Pratap was still in shock and looked with a horrible expression at the phone. He began to feel trepidation. Myra on the other side held the cell phone even after hearing a little thud sound. She might have understood the situation. Slowly Rana Pratap took the phone with his trembling fingers from the ground. “What happened, papa? Tell me.” Arjun broke the trance of his father. “Someone said over the phone that she is Myra, Myra Moretti. Daughter of Minerva Moretti.” Rana Pratap understood in these all years this was the first ti
Sicily, ItalySomewhere far away in a big mansion….“Did you see her?” A woman asked a man who was in his late forties.“Yes, she has the same ocean blue eyes.” The man replied.“Can’t we bring her here? She is all alone”.“No, we are still bound with one single promise. Until she comes to us by herself, we won’t disclose about us.”They both sat silently for some time when a boy entered the room. He was more than handsome with a feature of 6 feet and clean jawline.“Hey, dad, why are you looking so worried?” The boy asked.“Arthur, nothing as such, we are just discussing our second honeymoon.”“Oh, really mom? Second honeymoon? What did you find in him to stick for so long?” Arthur could not help but chuckle.“Something special, that your last girlfriend could not find in you to c
Jaipur, IndiaOne man was lying down on the floor of a dark room. He was all covered in blood, fresh and dried both. All the bruises were screaming the effects of painful tortures. Two men made that man sit on his knees while his hands were tied behind. Soon a loud thud was heard by them and one dark shadow entered in that dark room filled with the smell of blood and sweat.The huge tall frame was 6 feet above. The coldness of his presence was enough to bring chills down to everyone’s spine. The room was partially dark so the dark shadow could see the face of the beaten man but not the vice versa. The man stood silently in front of the kneeling man. The other two men took the lead to describe the current situation.“Boss, he is not speaking about the name of the actual mastermind. He said he does not know anything.”The dark shadow just raised his hand to keep quiet. He came forward and bent down a bit to look d
Sicily, Italy"Lily, do you think it's a good idea?" Myra spoke with the utmost uncomfortable voice."Myra, let them come. At least meet them once. If you don't like them or their words, you have every right to deny them. I know Myra, it's not easy to change your mind." Lily answered with confidence."Then, why are you trying to change my decision of ignoring them?""Because I know, deep down you crave for a family too. And it's not bad to ask for a family or care. We all are human. We have every right to be happy.""Yes but we don't have any right to be part of a circus." Myra chuckled after saying that."Oh Myra Moretti. Don't tell me that you had a hard time again over a simple call to your father." Lily pouted like a kid."No no. Not a hard time. Just the entire Jaipur was trying to come over here. And I told them that I won't be able to host such a big team in my house. After all, I am not here to handle
Sicily, Italy"What have you decided, Myra?" Lily asked in a soft voice in order to keep her friend's blood boiling in a cool state."Nothing as much, Lily. I can't believe this man. Being my biological father, he had never thought to take any responsibility for us. Now he is asking a 22 year grown up girl to go back to India with him? Am I kidding him?""Maybe he wants to fix everything. Maybe he is asking for your forgiveness and trying to ease the pain of you.""By what? Taking me back to India, to join the circus there?" Myra didn't notice that Arjun had arrived behind her. When she found her friend suddenly silent, she barked in her face."Cosa ti è successo? Perché sei silenzioso?" (What had happened? Why are you silent?)"Umm. Myra...Arjun è in piedi dietro di te."(Arjun is standing behind you.)"Fanculo" (Fuck). Myra didn'
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