But the next moment, those teary eyes turned into rage. Clenching her teeth, she muttered to herself, "You ruined me, you ruined everything I loved. And now you'll watch as I set your world on fire..."
Meanwhile, on the other side, in Italy...
"Please, let me go.. I've told you everything..." A man, trembling with pain and fear, begged for his life, folding his hands in front of the man standing before him.
The man standing in front of him was dressed in a jet-black business suit. His aura was dangerously intimidating. The entire room was bathed in a red light, intensifying the terrifying atmosphere. The man's face showed no signs of emotion.
The man on the floor, clutching his broken bones and wounded body, whimpered, "My wife.. she's waiting for me I..."
*Bang*
Before he could finish, the man standing over him fired a shot, killing him instantly.Just then, another man entered, glanced at the scene, and chuckled, "Damn old fool wasted one of our bullets for nothing..." He was staring at the lifeless body on the floor.
The man who fired the shot handed his gun to a bodyguard and said to the man beside him, "He was supposed to die tomorrow, but he was in a hurry to die today. Guess his wife really was waiting for him..." His voice was deep and heavy.
The man standing next to him nodded and replied, "You've turned into quite the sympathetic husband, Riaan..."
Riaan, frustrated, snapped, "Shut up, Arshad..." and started to leave, with Arshad following behind.
These two men were none other than Riaan Singh Shekhawat and Arshad Mathur, standing in a factory in Italy.
Riaan and Arshad got into their Rolls-Royce. One of Riaan's trusted men, Max, was driving. Max started the car, and just then, Riaan's phone rang. Seeing the call from his other trusted man, Riaan answered in a firm tone, "Speak, Luca."
On the other side, Luca, an Italian fluent in Hindi, replied with respect in his deep voice, "Sir, four trucks have already left. Soon, all the drugs will be transported across the sea."
"Good..." Riaan said, resting his head against the seat and closing his eyes.
Luca continued, "Sir, I've also sent the parcel to Mrs. Shekhawat..."
A sinister smile crept onto Riaan's lips. He gave Luca another order, "Luca, get the jet ready. We're heading to India now..." and ended the call.
Hearing this, Arshad told Max, "Max, turn the car towards the airport..."
Max nodded and responded in his deep voice, "Okay, boss..."
**Evening Time**
**Delhi - Shekhawat Mansion**
The entire Shekhawat mansion was empty. The servants were busy with their work. Meanwhile, Amaya had been searching the mansion for something useful for the past hour.
Amaya entered the study room and softly closed the door behind her, muttering to herself, "This is the last place. Time is running out, hurry up, Ammu..." She began checking every file and drawer in the study.
Despite looking everywhere, Amaya found nothing. Her frustration started turning into sadness, and in a choked voice, she whispered, "Dad.. please help your princess, just like you always did. Don't let your princess lose this time..." Her eyes scanned the room desperately.
Just then, her gaze landed on a file with "RS" written in bold, dark letters in block gel pen. It looked beautiful but equally ominous.
Amaya quickly went to the bookshelf that stretched from floor to ceiling on the opposite wall. The shelf was built into the entire wall.
She tried to reach the file that was placed a bit higher, but her height wasn't enough.
Suddenly, she heard a servant's voice calling out to her, "Amaya Ma'am..."
Her heart raced. If someone saw her here like this, how would she explain it? She hadn't even achieved her goal yet.
In her panic, Amaya jumped and grabbed the file, but three other files also fell to the floor along with it.
Amaya quickly picked up the three files and placed them on the table. She hurriedly opened the file in her hand, just as she heard the maid's voice again.
Amaya sped up and opened the file. Her heart was pounding.
There wasn't enough time to read all the information in the file, so she took out her phone and quickly snapped pictures of a few pages. She couldn't take photos of all the pages, but she managed to get some.
Amaya then placed all four files back on the shelf, one by one, jumping up to do so, and hurriedly left the room, only to run into the maid.
The maid, with her head bowed, said, "Ma'am, a parcel has arrived for you..."
Amaya, trying to control her breath and racing heart, replied, "You.. you take it..."
The maid smiled slightly and replied, "I tried to receive it, but the delivery boy said he had orders to hand the parcel directly to you..." and left.
Hearing this, Amaya raised her eyebrows in confusion. Who had sent this parcel, and why was it to be delivered directly to her? She didn't understand any of it.
Amaya went and took the parcel, then went straight to her room.
She carefully examined the parcel box. It was a brown-colored box with only one address written on it, that of Shekhawat Mansion.
Amaya opened the box, and as soon as she saw what was inside, her hands froze, and for a moment, it felt as if her heart had stopped beating.
Her beautiful brown eyes, wide in shock, stared at the contents of the box.
Meanwhile, in a private jet,
Riaan was comfortably seated, sipping wine, with a crooked smile on his lips. His eyes were fixed on an iPad showing a live clip.
The clip was none other than footage from his and Amaya's room.
Riaan sat back, watching Amaya's shocked expression. He zoomed in on the footage and, rubbing his thumb over Amaya's face, whispered to himself, "How did you like the gift, baby girl..."
Just then, he heard Neel's voice asking, "Riaan, I don't understand. You married her yourself, so why did you come to Italy the very next day?" Neel was looking at Riaan, who was smiling like a psycho and staring at the iPad.
Riaan glanced at Neel and replied casually, "Where's the fun in winning if you kill your enemy without giving them a chance..." His eyes darkened, but that twisted smile never left his lips.
Riaan's meaning was clear - he was giving Amaya one chance to strike, though it seemed that chance had already passed.
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Who exactly is Riaan?
What does he want?
What did Amaya find?
What will happen when Amaya and Riaan finally come face to face?To find out, keep reading *Marriage of Revenge*.
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Marriage Of Revenge
Mystery / ThrillerWhen someone marries out of their own hatred, anger and pain, will that marriage last?? Riaan Shekhawat is the CEO of RS company who leaves his girlfriend and marries a stranger out of just hatred, what will be the result of that marriage?? Amaya w...