Almost One Month Later
Ranvijay 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 some work. She was still not in deep sleep. Lying beside her he looked at her carefully. This girl could make someone really crazy. No matter how many times he would claim her, she would still be the same mysterious to be claimed again. Every time Ranvijay reached a new peak of ecstasy while making love to her. Of course his care and gentleness remained too much during his every encounter with Myra, but still he could feel something that he had never felt with other girls he had come across. Even Myra's sweat tastes sweet. 
She was still in her half sleep when Ranvijay placed his one arm below her neck to lift her a bit. Placing a small kiss on her lip he couldn't control himself anymore. He couldn't detach his rough lips from her red plump lips. Neither he couldn't break the kiss nor could Myra push him away properly. 
After a stormy kissing round Ranvijay looked at her eyes while hovering on her resting his body weight on his elbows.
"What are you looking at Jay?" Myra spoke in her light melodious tone.
"The deepest ocean of this earth." He couldn't stop admiring her eyes.
"Why are you so attached to me Jay? I am just a killer." It was not the first time Myra spoke such words but every time Ranvijay put a full stop on it.
"So am I. Let's get ruined together then." He put his one rough finger on her lips to stop her from speaking further. 
Trailing down the finger to her cleave he dropped his jaw on the crook of her neck to give a small bite. A small moan erupted from her mouth making him mad to trail down more sloppy kisses. He was the only whose touches could make her insane. She could be broken a million times under him just by his touches only. 
With his long sloppy kisses Myra placed her hands on the back of his head to run her fingers through his dark black hair. Pulling it a bit backward she tried to kiss him on his neck. 
"Damn, Myra..." Ranvijay spoke while panting badly. 
The only girl who can overpower him was none but this Italian female Mafia. His queen, his light and his life. In the next moment Myra turned him on the bed and sat on his lower body with a wide smile. 
Parting her both legs while sitting on Ranvijay who was lying on his back, she held both Ranvijay's hands together. 
The scene looked more than sensual with Myra completely naked but with her underwear only. He was wearing boxers only and his super sexy naked upper body was on display.
They both looked at each other for an eternity. It felt like time stopped only their heart beat echoed through the air. 
Taking one of Ranvijay's hand in her, she placed that on her left chest where the heart resides. 
"Promise you would always live life to the fullest no matter what. You would never deny your responsibility or your duty towards anyone who is attached to you."
There he saw the waves of emotions along with salty water droplets in his favourite ocean. He never saw her that vulnerable at that point of time. 
"Myra, what happened?"
"Just promise me Jay. I want to hear that only." She was on the verge of breaking into a pool of tears. This time she was determined.
"I promise." He didn't know what to do at that time. She was asking for something out of the blue but with so much emotion and love. 
She knew what she had asked for. What if she leaves him again? Will he be able to survive again? But his promise would make him survive then. She cannot put him under the risk anymore. She lost her mother, never in her life she found anyone so close except Arthur and her maiden family. Her father did abandon her but his family always loved her. Looking at those faces she cannot just take the risk of losing this man.
Her tears finally broke down to her cheeks while she was still holding his hand on her chest. Pulling her on him Ranvjiay started rubbing her back while hugging tightly. Slowly he started cooing in her ears.
"It's ok. Why are you crying Mrs. Sekhawat? I am still here."
She kept on crying and kissing her madly. Her salty tears along with her saliva mixed with her sweat. Ranvijay couldn't believe what was going on but he didn't stop her from crying her heart out. 
"You really need to cry it out." He spoke. 
Sometimes it's good to let the emotions flow away. Myra didn't bother much. For that night she didn't bother to be the strongest female mafia. She happily surrendered herself in his arms. She opened up her emotions and let him devour her body. He touched her raw soul again along with her body that night. With his every touch he claimed her every inch. With her every scratch she ruled him. The room saw compassion, the air felt their heavy breathing. The night saw two different bodies melted down into one. The silver moon showered its beams on two tired but yet enthusiastic souls sleeping naked in each other's embrace.
Myra and Ranvjiay. 
Looking at his lovely wife and thinking about yesterday's event Ranvijay a smile appeared on his face. The moment he bent a bit to claim her lips she opened her eyes. Freezing at his actions he looked at her while saying,
"I was just trying to......"
"Kiss me right?" Myra spoke in her sleepy voice.
Without saying something he pecked her lips and hugged her tightly before waking up from the bed. Upcoming two or three days would be tough for both of them. The results would be announced tomorrow and the next day onwards the winning rallies would come out. Along with that Ranvijay's news of coming out of coma too. As per her analysis the highest chance did still lay on Ranjendra's party. There was a very limited number of votes that could get gathered by Arvind Agnihotri. But still she was waiting for the final result. 
After the meeting in Mumbai, Vivaan dragged out almost every single mole of Shaurya. Some were killed by Ranvijay itself. The most pathetic situation that they all faced when they saw Ranvjiay standing in front of them. They were still in delusion. No one had actually believed that Ranvijay was not in coma but fully active in his actions. 
Nandini almost stopped interfering in their matter. Arthur didn't stop nagging Myra to come back soon. Every time he called her, she reminded him to marry Sylvia. Arthur promised him that after all such drama he would marry Sylvia for sure. 
Waking up from the bed, Myra went to the washroom to finish her morning routine. Once they both were done, they came downstairs to meet the rest of the family members. 
Randhir had already joined the breakfast table when Myra and Ranvjiay took their seats.
"You are going to get married in four days, Randhir."
Everybody's jaw dropped when Ranvijay's words reached their ears. Even Myra looked at him being confused. Of course she took the initiative for the marriage but here Ranvijay just directly blurted out his decision.
"Jay, I think they both need time." She tried to explain.
"I am ready and so is Ragini too." Randhir spoke, making Myra shocked with his decision.
"Do you think it would be that easy? I think you both need to spend some more time with each other before binding yourself in a lifelong knot." Myra couldn't help but speak about the fact.
She knew the struggle that she had gone through. The initial days of her marriage, how did she manage and everything. Ragini is sophisticated and light hearted. Though Randhir was not a saint, he was less ruthless and hot headed than Ranvijay. 
"I know Bhabisa but we can manage it the way you too did."
Myra looked at him with a smile. The way they managed might be the shittiest way. 
"Don't even try to follow us." She couldn't help but say that with a laugh.
"Yeah, you may end up being with an Italian ghost sometimes."
One hard glare from her and Ranvijay shook his head again.
"Told you Randhir." Ranvijay couldn’t hide his wicked smile.
The breakfast went well. Everybody seemed happy and tensed altogether. They were happy after being united and tensed for the vote result. 
On the other hand in Italy Arthur just fired another translator and this time Sylvia managed to save that poor translator from being killed. She almost shouted at Arthur this time.
"You are going to be insane. One more mistake I will call Myra." 
"V, don't call her please."
Arthur was always afraid of Myra. As she was in India he became more tense. He knew she would be back soon but he was afraid of her actions. This girl is just a magnet for the problems. If she came to know about Arthur’s hypertension again she would be surely kicking his ass off.
Sylvia was about to leave the room when Arthur grabbed her hand from behind. Kneeling down on the ground he looked into her eyes and spoke,
"V, will you just wait for a week? Myra would be back from India. Will you marry me?"
Sylvia couldn't hold back her tears. She never forced him to marry her and she knew what the responsibilities were, Arthur was having on his shoulder. He never denied her but he was too messed up to start a new life with her. Myra made him promise to marry Sylvia no matter what. He kept the words of two important females of his life. Sylvia crouched down to his level and hugged her while sobbing.
"You know the answer already Arthur."
Neither Myra nor Arthur, nor Ranvijay nor Sylvia. No one knew what was planned by destiny for them. But they decided to take the leap to start something new. They decided to fly in the sky of love and freedom. But Myra knew one thing for sure. She needed to lose herself to find again.