Unwanted Wife Of Mafia King ( Part 1 )

Preeti comes to Mumbai.

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“Bhabhi, please be quiet, please stop. I have not done anything like this, I have not even touched her, Bhabhi, please trust me.”, Omkar shouted.

There was helplessness in his voice, not anger. Preeti's words were so harsh that he was unable to control himself. His eyes and voice were moist. He said further with a choked throat, “Bhabhi, Bhabhi, you know I will never be able to do this even if I want to. I have never gone close to her, please trust me.”

“Trust me, Omkar. I thought you are different from your father and brother, but you turned out to be just like them. You are taking advantage of a weak person. You want me to trust you, so I cannot do this. You wanted Anokhi, you wanted her , then you should have found out on your own, don't you have the strength to find out about your sister? But how will you find out, how will you find out, because you also never considered her your sister.  I agree that you never behaved badly with her, you never talked to her, you never said bad things to her, you never blamed her for your mother's condition, you did nothing in these 20 years. But you did not even consider her as your sister, you did not stand up for her, you did not fight for her, when she got hurt you never tried to reduce her pain, you did nothing and now to bring Anokhi back in your life you are taking advantage of another innocent girl. Remember one thing, I know you will never do wrong with Riya, you will not even think of doing wrong, you will not even touch her like that. But she has started loving you and when she will come to know that you pretended to love her, she will be shattered and from that day onwards, do not even try to come in front of me because I do not even want to see your face." Saying this, Preeti disconnected the phone.

Her words shook Omkar from within. His eyes were filled with tears. He started feeling restless thinking about Riya's condition.

"What have I done? I made the same mistake that my father and brother made. I can no longer deceive Riya. I can no longer do anything wrong to her. I will apologize for my mistake with folded hands, I will sit on my knees and apologize to her, whatever punishment she gives me, I accept it, but now I cannot make any more mistakes." Saying this, he got up. He wiped his tears and went out of the house with his phone and car keys.

After some time, his car stopped in front of a lake. He got out of the car and looked towards the lake, where a man was already standing and looking at the water of the lake.

Omkar came and stood behind him. After being silent for two moments, he said, "Your daughter has started loving me."

The man turned even after he finished speaking.  He was none other than Alok. There was no expression on his face at this time. He was looking at her silently. Omkar further said, “No matter how much I said you to give me my sister and tell me about her, you did not tell me. I tried everything but could not find out anything about her, so I thought of taking the help of your daughter. I became her assistant, friend and lover too. I had decided that I will make you so helpless regarding Riya that you will have to tell me about Anokhi. But now I cannot do this. That is why today I have come to tell you the truth which I have also told. I once again request you with folded hands to tell me about Anokhi.” ​​Saying this, Omkar left both his hands.

Alok was still quiet. He was not saying anything. Omkar said, “I have come here to hear your answer, not your silence.”

“Let me tell you about your sister, you will meet your sister, maybe she will be happy to see you and agree to go with you. If that happens, can you leave everything and go? I will tell you about Anokhi, if you never step into Mumbai again, never step into my daughter's life and never even look at her face, never meet her, never even try to talk to her. Tell me, is it acceptable.”