The Unwanted Royal Marriage

27. He crossed her.

Meera's pov

"Alright, gentlemen," I said, rolling up my sleeves. "Since I'm here, let's get down to business. Show me exactly what you have planned."

"Aap jaisa kahe Bhabhi!!"Dev said which made me smirk

I picked up a nail picker and moved towards the man!

"Well well impressive Rajat ji!! these iron shackles are quite wonderful!!"I praised him

"Thank you Rani sa!"he said bowing a little

The man's eyes widened in shock, a flash of terror crossing his face as he realized just who he was dealing with. The room grew colder, the silence amplifying his shallow, panicked breaths. I could feel Dhruv and Dev stiffening beside me, even though they were trying to mask it. But Adhyay... his smirk only grew, pride glinting in his eyes.

"Khamma ghani ,Kaise hai aap? sorry! I sent these 3 for your service, but Queen toh Queen hoti hai na!!"I said raising his jaw with one of my finger, I signaled Dev to give me a chair, as he did

"Arjun Trivedi," I repeated, my tone laced with quiet mockery. "Aapko laga aap aur aapke 'Boss' mujhe aur mere plans ko kharab ka sakenge aur pakde bhi nhi jayenge?"

The man's lips trembled as he looked from me to the others, desperate for any sign of mercy. He found none. I shifted my grip on his chin, keeping his gaze locked on mine.

"Yeh jo tumhaare boss hain," I continued, calm yet seething, "unhone tumhe toh bhej diya, par kya tumhe kabhi bataya ke main kaun hoon?" I gave a small, icy smile. "Jis 'school' mein tum ja rahe ho, uske principal hum hain, Trivedi ji."

With a swift, forceful motion, I pulled out another nail. He screamed, his voice tearing through the room as Dhruv and Dev both flinched slightly, though they kept their composure. I didn't blink, didn't waver, and the satisfaction in Adhyay's gaze told me I'd hit exactly where it hurt.

"Tumhe lagta hai tumhare boss tumhe bacha lenge?" I said, a trace of pity in my voice as I leaned closer. "Yeh toh sirf shuruaat hai."

Arjun was trembling now, his bravado shattered, and I knew he was finally understanding the weight of his mistake.

Turning to Rajat, I spoke smoothly. "Ensure his boss knows that his 'men' aren't as untouchable as he thought. Make sure he understands he's no longer safe."

Rajat nodded, his usual calm demeanor unbroken. "As you command, Rani sa," he replied, bowing his head.

I took a step back, feeling the intensity of Adhyay's gaze on me. This wasn't about revenge anymore; it was about ensuring respect for our family name. And tonight, we would make sure that respect was earned.

The room felt heavier with every passing second, the air thick with tension as I stood over Arjun, my eyes cold and calculating. I could almost feel Adhyay's pride radiating from him, but this wasn't just about him. This was about me asserting my rightful place in this world.

I leaned down closer to Arjun, his eyes wide with fear, knowing full well now who I truly was. "Aap ne sirf ek galti ki, Trivedi," I said, my voice low and dangerous. "Aapne samjha ki mujhe daraya jaa sakta hai, ki mujhe apni boundaries cross karne diye jaayenge. Par aapko yaad rakhna chahiye — main sirf ek biwi nahi hoon. Main ek Mafia Queen hoon."

The weight of those words settled in the room, like a threat made tangible. The silence stretched out, and even Rajat, usually so composed, seemed to tighten at the realization. My role in this world wasn't one that could be taken lightly. I wasn't just married to Adhyay; I was his equal, his partner in every sense of the word.