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 more are left and that too under her nose." Shaurya smirked hearing his father's scared voice.
"You are playing with fire, Shaurya. Almost everyone knows now in our field that she is none but the bloodline of the Moretti family."
"That's why the plan would be easier for us. Her brother had already messed with a Malaysian gang. They would have our back."
"You are missing one point again. Nicolas, the Russian Mafia, always had a special corner for Myra. Don't try to play smart."
"Fuck." Shaurya growled hearing the new piece of information. The girl was a real bitch. How many she got in between her legs? 
Both father and son sat together to chalk out their next plans. Possibly that was the only way out for them to destroy the entire saga of the Sekhawat Brothers.
"How about Vivaan?"
"Tried to buy it but couldn't." Shaurya told her father when he was thinking of putting Vivaan against Ranvijay.
"Increase the amount, I hope he will accept the price." Arvind was the old player of this Mafia game. He knew everybody has a price. One just needs to know how they can be sold. 
Sekhawat Mansion
"You are not understanding my plan." 
"You just don't want to listen to me." 
"Could you both stop? Don't you guys get tired?" Randhir was sitting in between Myra and Ranvjiay inside the study of Ranvijay. For the last twenty minutes his ear drums were suffering badly due to their constant piercing voices. None of them was ready to bow their heads, not even a single bit.
"Shut up." Ranvijay and Myra both scolded him.
"Wow, when it comes down to silencing the opponent, you both just join hands. Great, what a combination. Carry on." 
Randhir spoke and made a fake sullen face. He never thought that Myra would be sticking to Ranvijay finally. But little did he know that Myra had already made her plan of leaving everything behind.
"It's not like Randhir. Your proud brother is not interested in listening to me." 
"And your dear bhabisa thinks she is the ultimate."
"Guys. It's my marriage... Can I say something?"
"No. You don't understand." Again they both shut Randhir up.
"Fine." Randhir just decided to remain silent.
"Jay, try to understand, don't make a big fuss. We won't be able to secure everything and Shaurya would definitely do something. Don't make it grand. Let the wedding be secret."
"It's not possible, Myra. News has already been broadcasted and we definitely couldn't do such things. It would create a negative impression." Ranvijay was trying hard to make Myra understand the situation. 
Only Myra knew why she was speaking such stuff. In case she would fail to finish Shaurya, Arthur would not allow her to stay back till Randhir's marriage. Within the coming week she had to turn back no matter what. 
Weddings in India are like a carnival in Colombo. It is more of a full week program with so many rituals. No matter how tight the security will be, there will definitely be something missing. Situation would be out of control. 
Ranvjiay was unable to understand the issue exactly. He was not aware of Myra's whole plan. He was still thinking that she would be staying with her forever. On the other hand Myra was not aware of the discussion that Ranvijay already had with Arthur. None had spoken a single word about their internal communications.
Mumbai, Warehouse
Vivaan was sitting inside his office when two men entered his cabin. He was partially notified about their arrival but his subconscious mind was not allowing him to believe the truth behind it.
"Don't you think you can die after coming here?" Vivaan said with a wicked smile plastered on his face.
"Don't you think it is a disgrace for a man like you to take orders from a woman? You are equally eligible to claim the position that Ranvijay is holding. You could have gained it easily if you had denied that bitch's proposal." Shaurya spat his venomous words.
"Ranvjiay was alive but in a coma." Vivaan replied.
"You had a chance to kill him along with that bitch. Her brother is not even in the country."
"What about the consequences?" Vivaan spoke with a smile.
"Nothing. We could have portrayed that as a natural incident." Arvind smiled too with a wink.
"So what do you want now?"
"You know what we want. Kill them." Arvind declared his final statement.
"What about the aftermath?" Vivaan seemed bothered about the future.
"I think that much money is enough to handle the aftermath." Shaurya pushed two briefcases stuffed with currency towards Vivaan.
"We have paid more than your price. Kill the brothers and bring the bitch alive." Shaurya replied.
"Seems like you have got highly obsessed with her." Vivaan couldn't help but speak the bare truth.
"Who wouldn’t? I believe you would have the same idea if you get a chance." Vivaan just turned his face away hearing Shaurya's words.
Of course Myra is a dragon when she is in action and definitely an ice princess when with Ranvjiay. There would be no man around the world who would not envy Ranvijay for having Myra. The equally compatible Italian Mafia who believes in virtues and values. But she is more ruthless than any other Mafia when it comes down to treating traitors. And talking about her features, well she is a goddess of elegance, beauty, intelligence. She is sexy and a perfect weapon to kill anyone just by seducing with her look. Getting her in the bed would surely be everyone's dream but definitely nobody wants to be murdered so they have always kept their gaze low. Not by fear but to respect her dignity. 
A small smile erupted on Vivaan's lips when he took those two briefcases and replied.
"Things will be done." 
Shaurya and Arvind stood up from their chairs and extended their hands to shake. Vivaan did that and guided them till the exit. Once he came back to his cabin he looked at the money. Of course this father son duo had a bank to buy their required men to destroy someone and thus they were planning so much nuisance.
"Hello, Javed. We need to execute our plan. It's time." Vivaan dropped the call just by uttering one single statement. Of course he wanted to be the King of the Mafia. But every time it was Ranvijay only who claimed that by his wits, ideas, strength and many more. Now with Myra by his side he became more powerful. Myra being his wife became his strength instead of being his weakness. 
"I can forgive everything Vivaan except betrayal. Ask about my life. I wouldn't mind giving it. But stab me in the back, I would bring hell on earth."
Vivaan remembers Myra's words when she killed one of Shaurya's men in front of him. Her hands never trembled while pulling the trigger because she knew what she was actually doing. He had never seen someone so much sorted in life. Who said a woman can't do everything? Myra proved it wrong in every other aspect. It would be a lie if he denies the fact of Myra being attractive. If she won't be Ranvijay's wife he won't mind asking for her hand for marriage. But he knows the woman has dignity higher than the sky. 
Solanki Palace
"Ragini, are you happy with this marriage?" Arjun came towards his sister. Though he knew that none of Myra's decisions would ever go wrong, being a brother he did his duty which he hadn't previously.
"Are you afraid of my last stance? Don't worry bhai, I am accepting this marriage wholeheartedly."
She did a mistake by choosing Shaurya once but she won't repeat the same by rejecting Randhir. It was true that she hadn't love Randhir till then. But she had a belief that time would bring them close. Randhir was always different from Ranvijay and so was his attitude too. She also knew that they both agreed on this marriage mutually keeping a lot of points in their mind. But they believed to not disclose their mutual unsigned verbal contract too. The marriage was purely with both of their wills. Still they needed time to cope with many things.
Arjun met frequently with Myra since she had arrived. Very often he did leg pulling by saying that he needed protection from her. He couldn't believe that the little ocean blue eyed girl grew up so much. She became a complete woman now. Her pride and dignity screamed her dominance over anything and everything. She is a complete package. 
Rana Pratap kept himself away from most of the matters since Arthur came to take Myra with him. He officially transferred the crown to Arjun to take care of Legacy later on. That Legacy which he had protected and for which he abandoned Myra and Minerva once. He betrayed his own blood Myra. And now she became the protector of Legacy itself. Rana Pratap didn't dare to look at Takht. He remembered his meeting with Myra. Nobody knows that he had met her secretly after her arrival in India hearing about Ranvijay's situation.
It was a rainy night, probably the same in which he had seen the reality of Minerva more than twenty years back. She drove a black SUV and met him near a deserted place. The sky was cloudy with a growling thunder storm. She was waiting near a small hut just like an old Minerva he had seen in Italy. With the shining blade of thunder her face flashed with silver light. Those predatory sharp eyes were dazzling without fear.
"Mr. Solanki. Nice to meet you." Her professional tone was stabbing his heart like a dagger. He didn't know how many times he had expected her to call him father or dad. But she never uttered anything apart from Mr. Solanki or Mr. Rana Pratap.
"Yes. Tell me why you want to meet me." He tried to sound unaffected with her voice.
"I hope you will definitely support Mr. Rajendra Singh Sekhawat's party as usual. Whatever the influence you have, I believe you would use all of them."
"You don't need to worry. That will be taken care of."
"I need to worry because I came to know you were on partial good terms with Agnihotri in order to claim Takht. Let me tell you, if you try to do the same, I wouldn't mind finishing off every single person who would come to harm Ranvijay." Myra gritted her teeth while speaking her heart out.
"The betrayal won't be there. I would drop off my throne and power to pass it on to Arjun. He would be taking care of Legacy." 
He knew he was standing in a battlefield where his own blood hated him for his betrayal. But this time he would fix every single matter that was raised due to his negligence or wrong doings. He would leave everything like a monk to step back from his position. Arjun had become a better leader and a responsible person than him. 
It was Myra only who hadn't disclosed his partial support to Agnihotri. During Ragini's marriage with Ranvijay he decided to be blind to ignore a lot of things. He thought in the process of winning Ragini, Shaurya might end up claiming Takht defeating Ranvijay. But Shaurya simply used Ragini's emotions to play along. And no one could have saved the situation if Myra didn't decide to step in.
Myra left the place hearing the desired statement from Rana Pratap. The rain had started already. They both got wet while moving towards the car. Myra drove the car by herself whereas Rana Pratap came with his most trusted driver. 
"I hope you will be a good father in the coming days." Before Rana Pratap could get into his car, Myra's words caught his attention.
"Will you call me dad that day?" Rana Pratap turned his head to speak his part.
Myra kept her lips sealed and walked back to her car not before uttering her final sentence.
"Take care and have a safe journey ahead."