Till date you'll have heard about Mafia mens but here is a story portraying MAFIA SISTERS who have been unknowingly married to their own destroyers family
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"What!" A hoarse voice echoed through the walls of the Rajput Mansion "Don't you dare to think Mr. Rathore that I'll let you marry me and my sisters to the men of your choice" Dhriti's sharp voice cut through the air of the mansion.
"It's not about whose choice they are, it's about us, it's about what we feel, and I feel nothing about getting married" Disha's soft and calm voice soothes the anger boiling inside Dhriti.
"I'll marry the man of my choice, I'm not going to marry any stranger" This time dhruvi spoke in a cold tone earning a questioning look from Dhriti. The atmosphere at the breakfast table was not so good but it got worse when Diksha stormed off the hall without a single word. Dhriti's expression changed at the sudden action of hers but soon she held back to her as usual demeanor, the cold stoic face.
"So did you get the answer Mr. Rathore" she spoke again. But before Devendra could react or say anything Dhriti's phone buzzed with a notification earning a smirk on her face.
"Disha go and look at Diksha and then drop her to the hospital as far as I remember she has an important surgery today so she should not drive and ask he not to take any stress I'll look into this marriage thing and Dhruvi you come with me" saying this she disappeared to her room only to return with her revolver " Where is yours?" She asked Dhruvi.
"In the car" she spoke and followed her to the basement to get their vehicles and her gun from the car. "Hum bike se jaa rhe? She asked "Yes babes" saying this Dhriti winked at her, hovering the bike she spoke again"I'll be riding, get yourself comfortable and yeah wear the helmet" Dhruvi simply nodded and hovered over the bike.
After half an hour they reached Dhruvi's farm house as soon as the bike stopped they marched to the basement of the farmhouse. There lay two men on their knees half dead tied to a pillar.
"So Mr. Ranawat tell me who sent you to spy on us?" Dhriti said in a not so sweet voice "Otherwise I've my own way to get the answer" Dhruvi exclaimed
"I swear I don't know anything, I just received the call and for money I had to do it, I was in need ma'am please leave me my family must be waiting for me" Ranawat said in a pleading voice.
"You should have thought this before betraying us" Dhruvi shouted. "The calls were from the local landlines, no evidence found" Yuvraj interrupted.
"Yuv what about the second one why is he not speaking" Dhriti asked. "Dead" Yuvraj replied. "Can I ask you who gave you this authority" Dhruvi asked. "They were talking shits about you both Diksha and Disha."
"Good then" saying this she took out her revolver and shoots Ranawat "Useless fellows" she stated and moved out of the farm house.
Dhruvi followed her in search of answers"Di why did you..." Before she could complete Dhriti said "He could have harmed us again in future and don't act innocently you are no saint" Saying this she went inside the farmhouse. Dhruvi's jaw is clenched at Dhriti's behaviour but she chooses to ignore it. She too went inside the farmhouse and sat beside Dhriti.
