Sekhawat Palace, India
Vivaan 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. 
Myra and Ranvjiay became more serious in the case of handling Shaurya. The wounded lion is more ferocious than a normal one. After the election result both Shaurya and Arvind were left with nothing to lose. So at any moment he could strike back. 
Handling the rest of the matters in Mumbai Ranvijay and Myra came back to Jaipur. Once Vivaan reached their palace Ranvijay came down to welcome him with an open hug. They moved inside the study where different discussions would take place. Myra joined them too. Vivaan couldn't believe that he was sitting with two equally compatible persons. How do they survive in their marriage? They both were from different leads of the Mafia world with lots of different ideologies.
Myra looked at Vivaan and asked him.
"Confused? Seeing us together? Two different mafias under the same roof." 
Vivaan felt really embarrassed but kept his lips sealed.
"Nothing like that. Nice to meet you both." 
Hearing Vivaan's words Ranvijay and Myra both laughed together when Ranvijay pulled Myra close to him while speaking.
"The strength and love of my life."
Myra was about to say something when her phone started ringing. Looking at the caller ID a little worry reached her face. Excusing herself she walked out of the room to take the call.
"Hey, I know you are worried."
"What the hell Myra. You were supposed to be back after the election. That asshole is fine now. What more do you want?" 
Arthur literally panicked while speaking as soon as Myra picked up the call.
"Can you just spare me a few more days. I have...."
"No Myra. You would not go behind Shaurya. I can send my men to finish that bastard. Just come back."
Arthur didn't let her finish this time and declared his views. Myra kept her lips sealed. Definitely Arthur could kill Shaurya easily but by taking that issue in her own hand, she was just extending her days in India. She was just increasing one more day with Ranvijay. Why didn't he feel tired after all? Why can't he just get bored of her? How would she leave Ranvjiay? Those questions were never answered before and not even now. 
"I will brother. Within this week I will be back."
"Yes. That's like my little girl. Come back soon. You have a lot of work to do for my marriage. Sylvia is waiting for you."
Arthur spoke like a kid to his sister. 
Myra left a huge sigh after disconnecting the call. She was not in a state to walk towards Ranvijay with the same smile. Three more days were left for her to go back to Italy. She had already sent back a few of his bodyguards and received a good amount of scolding from Arthur.
Faking a smile she went inside the room and saw them talking over some serious matter. She sat beside Ranvijay and tried to understand the scenario. With time the meeting went well. Vivaan was asked to stay back to have lunch with them. 
Once Vivaan left in the evening,  Myra came back to her room and took her favourite place near the big window. She kept on gazing through the darkness and was trying to figure out her upcoming steps. Complications were everywhere. Very soon Ragini and Randhir's marriage would take place and surely she won't be able to attend. Today only Randhir was making so many plans and came to her.
"Bhabisa, when are you taking bhai out for shopping?"
"Will do so Randhir, we still have time." Myra tried to convince him.
"No, we don't. You have nothing to wear in marriage. And don't tell me you are planning to wear such black dress like this." Randhir pointed towards Myra's black outfit. 
"No dear. I would." 
She was unable to make Randhir understand that she would never be able to attend his marriage as she had to leave soon. They didn't know under which circumstances she had travelled back to India. But she lost herself again in Ranvijay's solace. She came to claim something to sort out something but ended up claiming a different thing to entangle herself with someone special. She lost her self-control and fell for him again. The same man whom she had left once for his betterment. 
Nandini seemed the unhappy person after Myra's return. After Ragini's marriage she might feel better. After all she always wanted Ragini as her daughter in law. 
Ranvijay entered the room and found Myra sitting like an owl as usual in the dark. Even after one year or more of their marriage, he still couldn't understand why his wife likes to be an owl. 
Reaching near her he placed his hands on her shoulder. She didn't flinch or react. Without turning her face she replied,
"Jay, can we actually survive together?"
"No. We can do more than survive." He replied with the same firmness in his voice.
Myra looked back at him with her ocean blue eyes. Ranvijay switched on the light and picked her up from the couch to drop her on the bed. 
"I can walk." Myra glared at him.
"I know. But........ I felt pity for your legs, the way you keep on kicking people's guts and balls." He chuckled and immediately got rewarded with a small smack from Myra.
Climbing on to the bed he guided her head on his chest to rest. She was breathing on his wide chest and he was patting and rubbing on her back.
"For once at least forget everything Myra. We are enough for each other." Ranvijay sensed something different in her eyes. With time she had lost all such glints in her eyes. The more days were passing the more she was losing her excitement of being in India.
"Is she planning to fly back to Italy?" He asked himself and answered within his mind.
"No way. I can't let her go." 
Myra kept circling her index finger on his shirt and didn't remember when she fell asleep. Ranvijay looked at her peaceful sleeping figure.
Never in his life had he seen anything better than the fire ball sleeping like an ice princess on his chest. He could hear her heartbeat.
"Isn't it for me Myra? Your every beating sound?" Ranvjiay whispered, maintaining his calm voice in order to not wake her up.
Sleep was far away from his eyes even though she was in her deep slumber. After a few hours he slid somehow from her loose grip and took his phone. Standing up silently from the bed he walked towards the balcony and dialled a number. It must not be too late to call up the person. 
The ringing sound made him irritated. Even those 10 seconds of delay in picking up the call seemed like an eternity to him.
"Hello." He heard it right. He heard the most unwilling voice at that time.
"Ranvijay here." He spoke.
"I know. What the hell do you want right now? And where is Myra?" It was none other than Arthur who picked up the call and was at the verge of exploding. He didn't expect a call at the late hour from the man whom he hated most.
"She is fine and sleeping. Arthur, I know you hate me. I had never requested anything from anyone. But....."
"But what? You have never requested that is your problem. And listen I have also never listened to any asshole." Arthur kept his voice high as Sylvia was not around whereas Ranvijay was fuming but controlled his anger to avoid waking up Myra. She didn't know that he would be calling her brother.
"I love her." Ranvijay finally spoke the ultimate word.
"What?" Arthur expressed his shock with one single word.
"Yes, I love her more than anything. I want her by my side till my death. I know she is your sister. But believe me I would protect her with my life." 
Never in his life, Ranvijay begged for anything. Being the King of Underworld, he always got whatever he wanted. Whether it was power, money, girls, position or fame. But today he was ready to give up everything just to be with Myra. 
He saw her breaking everyday while fighting with herself. How would a person choose easily between her brother and her love? At one hand she had her family, on the other she had her love. The choice was always difficult and hard. He decided to keep aside his ego to take up his own responsibility.
"What can you do for her?" Arthur was back on his track.
"Anything and everything." Ranvjiay replied.
"Will you leave your dynasty for her?" That was the trickiest question from Arthur's side.
"Yes." Ranvjiay answered without even thinking for a second.
There arrived a long ongoing silence between two mafias. But a few seconds later both started talking to someone else. One was talking about being a brother, one was talking about being a husband. The discussion took only four or five statements to be finished off. Those dark clouds growled louder with each passing seconds depicting the depth of the conversation that they were having. With each gust of wind Ranvijay was receiving an invisible slap of actual reality that Arthur was trying to show him. With each of his words Arthur was getting soaked into the emotional rollercoaster of Ranvijay and Myra. Both wanted the best for her. Both wanted her to be happy but the situation was not allowing them to continue their quest of a bright future together. They were surrounded with so many pros and cons that no conclusion seemed beneficial to them.
"I hope you got the answer." Arthur spoke his final statement.
"Alright." There was no other option available apart from uttering that one word. 
He moved back to his room and the rain started heavily with a loud growling of thunder. Sliding himself under the duvet he pulled her close to his chest and placed his hand on her back. 
"Jay...." She murmured in her sleepy voice.
"Sleep Myra..... It's just me always with you........ Let me be with you at least as long as you are here." Ranvijay cooed in her ears.
She didn't get much of his words but snuggled into his manly broad chest inhaling his addictive cologne. Ranvijay kept on rubbing his hand on her back while dipping his nose more on her neck.
"Why is she the most dangerous drug that I can't escape?" He was chanting in his mind before falling asleep with the sound of her rhythmic heartbeat.