unfortunately his

chapter 25

Arjun sat in the plush leather seat of his private jet, staring out at the endless stretch of clouds. The call from Pooja still echoed in his mind, stirring a storm of emotions within him. Meera, his wife, was pregnant.Arjun's heart skipped a beat. Meera, his wife his queen, was pregnant. The news should have filled him with joy, but instead, it ignited a storm of conflicting emotions. Love for the woman who had been his partner in crime, anger for the lies she had woven around her identity, and confusion about their future.

Meera had kept her true identity hidden from Arjun when they first met. She had introduced herself as a simple businesswoman, but in reality, she was the head of a rival mafia organization. When Arjun discovered the truth, his anger knew no bounds. In a fit of rage, he had destroyed her name and her company, leaving her with nothing but ashes. Meera had disappeared, and Arjun believed he would never see her again.

But now, with the news of her pregnancy, everything changed.

As the jet was about to leave the land when, Arjun’s phone buzzed again. It was Pooja. Her voice was urgent, laced with fear.

“Arjun, you’ve made a grave mistake,” Pooja had said, her voice trembling.

“What do you mean?” Arjun barked into the phone, still seething from the destruction he had wrought upon her life and her company.

Next day……….
Meanwhile, in a secluded part of London, Meera stood by the window of her penthouse suite, looking out at the city she once ruled. Her eyes were cold, her heart hardened by betrayal. She was pregnant with Arjun's child, but that didn't matter now. Revenge was all she could think about.

"Arjun ne jo kiya, uska badla lena hoga," she whispered to herself .

Her loyal follower, Kanna, entered the room. "Meera, sab tayaar hai. Hum log kal se shuru kar sakte hain."

Meera nodded. "Arjun ko sabak sikhana zaroori hai." (It's important to teach Arjun a lesson.)
Arjun sat in his opulent study, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the mahogany desk. His mind was a whirlpool of thoughts, memories of a fierce woman he had once loved. Meera. He had heard the rumors, but he couldn't believe it. Not until his most trusted confidant, Bhairav, confirmed it.The next day, London buzzed with the news of Meera's return. The underworld was on edge, uncertain of what the future held. Meera's name brought a mix of fear and respect, but no one dared to stand against her.

Arjun knew he had to act fast. He couldn't let Meera take over again. He needed to confront her, to make her understand. He headed to her hideout, his mind racing with a million thoughts. What would he say? How would he explain? Could he win her back?

Arjun knew he had to face her. He had to protect his empire and, more importantly, his unborn child. The tension between them was palpable as they finally came face to face in a secluded warehouse, away from prying eyes and ears.

"Meera," Arjun began, trying to keep his voice steady, "tum wapas kyun aayi ho?"

Meera's eyes blazed with anger. "Tumhe kya lagta hai, Arjun? Tumne jo mujhe se cheena hai, woh main wapas lene aayi hoon. Yeh takht mera hai!"

Arjun took a deep breath. "Meera, hum dono ne galtiyaan ki hain. Par ab sab kuch badal gaya hai. Tumhare aur mere beech kuch hai jo humein ek saath baandh ke rakhta hai."

Meera scoffed. "Aur kya hai woh? Tumhari saathiyan? Tumhare joote?"

Arjun's voice softened. "Nahi, Meera. Tumhara bachcha. Tumhare aur mere pyar ki nishani."

For a moment, Meera's eyes flickered with an emotion Arjun couldn't quite place. But it was gone as quickly as it came. "Bachcha? Tum sochte ho ek bachcha mujhe badal dega? Tum kitne bewakoof ho, Arjun."