Unwanted Wife Of Mafia King ( Part 1 )

Childhood of Rohit and Ruhi.

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When Archana questioned Omkar with surprised eyes, Omkar realized what he had just said. It was not that he did not want to tell Archana the truth, but perhaps whatever happened today and that place was not right to tell Archana the truth, so he handled the matter and said, “I mean maa, I do not consider Mitali my sister. Whatever she has done, I could never imagine that is why I do not consider her my sister.”

Archana's surprise subsided a little after listening to Omkar. She was understanding what he was saying. The same thing was going on in her mind too, but she put her hand on Omkar's cheek and said, “Omkar, blood relations do not break just by saying it, son. No one can change the truth that Mitali is your sister. If you do not believe, will this truth change?”

“The truth may or may not change mother, but my heart will not change. But anyway, leave all these things aside. Today was a very difficult day, especially for you.  I knew the truth of everyone somewhere or the other but you have come to know today, which you would not have expected. So go to sleep, you have had enough. ”, Omkar said while lifting Archana and took her to her room.

Archana wanted to question him. About Dai Maa, about Anokhi, but Omkar did not give her a chance to question and seeing her so upset, she also changed her mind. She thought she will ask some other time.

Everyone had returned home from the hotel. Except Shivaay, because he had gone to drop Swati and Shwet to their home. Shwet had fallen asleep due to exhaustion and was lying comfortably on the back seat of the car.

Swati was sitting on the passenger seat of the car and Shivaay was driving the car. Swati said looking at Shwet from behind, “Drive the car a little slowly, Shwet might fall. You just asked me to sit on the front seat for no reason.  “Said Swati and started staring at Shivaay, then Shivaay looked at her and then said while looking ahead, “Yes I will sit on the front seat only, otherwise you both will sit at the back and I will drive in the front then I will be your driver and I'm Shivaay Parimal, I will not look good at all as a driver.”

“ But i didn't tell you to drop me home, I would have gone myself.” Swati said, to which Shivaay shrugged his shoulders and said, “Then why are you complaining to me, you should have told Dada ji . He himself asked me to drop you, then you should have refused.”

Now Swati had nothing to say. Because the truth was that Dada ji himself had asked Shivaay to drop Swati and Shwet to their home, because it was very late at night. When Swati did not get anything to say. She turned her face away from Shivaay and started looking outside the window.

She lowered the window glass a little and placed her palm on the window and rested her face on it and started feeling the cold breeze outside. Due to the wind, her hair was flying on her face, which she was repeatedly putting behind her ears with her fingers. Feeling the cold night breeze, Swati closed her eyes.  There was a peace on her face, seeing which Shivaay's eyes were fixed on her.

Shivaay sometimes looked at her and sometimes drove looking ahead. Now he was thinking why he sat down to drive, why did he not bring a driver. At least he could have looked at Swati's beautiful face peacefully.

" By the way, can I ask you something?" Shivaay said looking ahead, Swati started looking at him. Not getting an answer, Shivaay looked at her, then Swati again looked outside the window and said, " Ask "