Myra couldn't believe what she just saw with her eyes. That chirpy teenager just slit her wrist on the day of her marriage? She couldn't believe it. There was a small note left on the bed side table.
"I love Shaurya and I don't want to get married to Ranvijay. He is the sole reason for this decision."
Myra startled at her place. She was looking horrified. But within a few minutes she composed herself. This was not the time to waste. She had to do something. Immediately she wrapped Ragini's wrist with a cloth to stop the bleeding. She checked her pulse and for god's sake it was still there but faint. After that she dialled Arjun's no.
"Hello, Myra. Tell me. Do you need something?"
Myra didn't know what to say at that moment. How could she inform a brother about his own sister's suicide attempt? That too on her wedding day. Myra kept her voice as calm as possible.
"Arjun, I want you to be here at Ragini's room immediately. Come alon
Myra understood that they were heading towards the airport. Finally she broke the silence."Why are you heading towards the airport, Arjun?"Arjun didn't utter a single word. He kept on driving silently until they had reached the airport.As soon as she stepped out of the car, Arjun unloaded her luggage in a trolley and took her hand to the entrance."Check your phone. Sorry for being rude. Your tickets are there. After reaching Delhi, stay inside the airport. Don't step out. Your next flight to Milan will be after 5 hours. Drop me a call after reaching Sicily. Sorry for everything."Before leaving Myra, Arjun placed a kiss on her forehead.Myra didn't understand anything. She was super confused. She held Arjun's hand and pulled him."Why are you sending me in a hurry? Tell me Arjun.""It's none of your concern Myra. Just leave this place as soon as possible.""Why? Tell me why?""T
"Prepare for the wedding, Arjun. I am going to marry Ranvijay Singh Sekhawat."The entire V.I.P. the section was silent. Everyone's jaw dropped on the floor. In that pin drop silence suddenly a sound of loud slap was echoed again.History repeats itself. Mayabati slapped Arjun for the second time. Myra felt bad for him. Poor Arjun was getting slapped for no reason. It seems like big brother is getting punished for the mischievous work that his sister has done."What did you tell her? Did you manipulate her? Did you blackmail her? You are just sick like your father. He had never cared for his daughter and always craved power. Now you are also following the same path. You are indulging her in this matter to save yourself." Mayabati held the collar of Arjun's shirt and started shaking him badly.Arjun was double shocked. First Myra didn't even tell him that it was going on in her mind. Secondly, without discussing it with him, she blurted o
Arjun and Rana Pratap left for Sekhawat palace. Arjun couldn't believe that her sister tried to commit suicide. Every time the face and bloodied hand of her sister was flashing upon his eyes he was getting goosebumps. The entire drive was silent. Nobody uttered a single word. Reaching upon the Sekhawat Palace, Arjun hurriedly went inside to search for Ranvijay. He was sitting with his cousins before getting ready. After asking about his presence without any prior notice Arjun barged into the room making everyone startled. There were still a few patches of blood on his shirt which didn't go unnoticed by Ranvijay and Randhir. Before Randhir could ask anything, Arjun spoke in a hoarse voice."I need to talk to you Ranvijay. It's about Ragini."The way he came into the room, all of them understood that something big had happened. But nobody was able to guess the correct scenario. Some thought about accidents also. Before the chatter reached a certain level, Ranvijay came o
"Our decisions make our future."Myra remembered her mother's words. Of course she is not God to solve anything or everything. But she can at least try. Myra never had a plan of getting married. At least not at the age of 22 that too in a different country with an Indian man. Though she never thought of marrying prince charming, she didn't expect to marry an underworld don also. Now she would be married to an unknown person, in an unknown family. She has to be very careful with her every step.Mayabati came inside the room where those make-up artists were preparing her. That patrimonial heavy Lehenga was looking breath-taking on her. Myra was sweating like a pig inside that. She couldn't believe how people could handle such things. The jewellery that was given by Mayabati was super heavy. The make-up was done differently as they were unable to put heavy makeup on her. Myra was already having fair skin. According to her, she looked like a mannequin. Though Mayabat
Sekhawat PalaceMyra and Ranvijay had arrived in Sekhawat Palace and she got more scared. She was already aware of the welcome ceremony, and here what more would come nobody knows. Even Arjun wasn't there to save her from such things. Myra gave a pep talk to herself to be confident. She took the first step out of the car and stood with great difficulty. She was never ready for such heavy dress and ornaments. Before she could take further steps her floor touching veil got tangled with her feet and she stumbled."Che diavolo" (What the hell). A sentence formed immediately in her mouth. She felt really embarrassed for such situations thinking that she would fall on the ground in no time. But the most embarrassing thing happened just after that. Ranvijay held her hand and her waist to prevent her from falling down. And the entire group of his cousins hooted while standing around. Myra was feeling like drowning herself in th
Myra had the entire conversation with Ronan in Italian to avoid any kind of information leakage. She felt bad while telling him the lies of travelling and exploring India. She made him believe that she would come back to Italy within 6 months. Lily was happy to know that Myra decided to be with her family. She always wanted her to be happy and not alone. But Myra was unable to tell her the truth. The situation here was so complicated that she found a nice Korean or Chinese drama to make based on it. Everyone here is hiding something from someone. Out of nowhere people popped up like comets. That night Ranvijay didn't come back to the room. And she was more than happy with the fact. The room was big and decorated with beautiful and antique things. Wooden furniture and other stuff were really luxurious. She removed her lahenga and all the jewelleries and felt like a feather. Only after removing such heavy weight did she take a breath of relief and go to the couch to slee
More shock was waiting for her after reaching the room. Ranvijay was busy in his study and he didn't know what kind of dress was sent. He was still in his study after handling the morning drama. On the other hand Myra came to their room and took a quick shower. She looked at the dress that was there and the ornaments too. At first she thought it was same like lehenga. She saw the blouse and petticoat. But watching the third part of the dress carefully she understood nowhere it could be a veil. It should be a saree for sure. The word saree was enough to cut down every strength of wings of her in a single second. The material was heavy and slippery. Nowhere could it be handled by her. And above all she doesn't know how to drape it.She never saw her mother wearing such stuff."Help me YouTube." She almost cried and started watching the tutorial videos. There were different styles of draping a saree. She started searching with the keyword "Rajasthan '' also. After h
Myra It's been seven days since that little hit up conversation took place between Ranvijay's mother and me. I was not taught to accept wrong. My mother was always a woman of her words. I followed her footsteps also. I and Ranvijay share the same room. I slept on the couch as usual. He tried to offer me his bed but I refused. We can't even ask for a double bed as after marriage it doesn't look good. These days Ranvijay usually comes up late in the room. I didn't stop myself from doing work. Ronan is getting worried and telling me to come back soon. I kept my communication hidden from Ranvijay. No matter what he couldn't open my phone without my passcode. It was late at night when I finished my work. My long distance work has become a big headache to me. While I was stretching my arms after working for a long time, I heard the sound of the door knob opening. Ranvijay entered with a rage in his face and eyes. I understood something wrong had happened. Entering
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