"What do you think of yourself, Agastya? That by doing all this, you win? No, no, no, Agastya. You are highly mistaken. The game has just begun, and there's much more to come. I will make sure you beg before me."
A dark chuckle escaped my lips.
"You know how?"
I reached into my pocket and pulled out a photograph. The face in the picture belonged to a young woman, her smile innocent, her eyes brimming with joy.
MYRAAAA
"What will you do, Agastya, when I kidnap your only family, your princess, your innocent sister, hmm?" I murmured, tracing my fingers over her pink luscious lips. Her innocence was almost intoxicating.
𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 and 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐫𝐚𝐣 𝐑𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭 are two of the most feared mafias in the underworld, each ruling their territory with an iron fist. Their rivalry is infamous, and just the mention of their names send shivers down the spines of the locals.
𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐚 the police officer believes in working with mafias to maintain a fragile peace in the city but his sister , 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐚 a brave police officer believes true justice can only be achieved by dismantling the criminal networks her brother seems to tolerate.
In a ruthless bid to seek revenge, Devraj kidnaps 𝐌𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚, Agastya's innocent sister and drags her into his deadly game of vengeance.
However what will happen when Devraj will find himself drawn to Myra? Will she allow herself to fall for the man who abducted her or will her loyalty to her brother prevail?
Will Tanya be able to change Shaurya's perspective or will she end up being dragged into the darkness of the Mafia world herself?
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She was shouting on him in anger cause he didn't listened to her and drank cold water even after having a fever and cough.
While the stubborn man's gaze was fixed on her chest as she was not wearing any inner and the thin cotton fabric was not doing a good job in hiding the shape of her mounds. He licked his lips stepping forward clearly avoiding what she's saying.
She followed his gaze and it increased her anger more. She crossed her arms deliberately and looked at him. He gulped hard controlling himself not to pin her to the wall.
"Look into my eyes when I am talking Mr.Rajput. Otherwise for the next two weeks you will not get a chance to even touch them"
Her tone carried a strict warning. He immediately looked into her eyes like an innocent child. Her lips twitched in an evil smirk, she looked at him with narrowed orbs and why not after days she got the chance to tease her husband and definitely she'll not let it slide.
She started unbuttoning her shirt with a teasing smile saying,
"At what you were staring just now Mr.Rajput?"
Her steps slow and steady with a seductive grace. He was fighting with the urge not to look down because he knew his wife's always damm serious with her words.
She unbuttoned the last button while standing only one step away from him. The fabric was hanging on her shoulders.
She crossed her arms around his nape leaning on him, standing on toes barely touching her front with him. With a slow blink and a small pout she whispered in a soft tone,
"You wanna touch"
He gulped hard with a slight nod. His hands fisted back on his back, with a clenched jaw, veins popping out on forehead.
"Tch You can't"
She leaned back but next second a loud gasp left her lips, he pulled her into him by her waist. Her breath hitched in her throat with parted lips.
She was about to protest but noticed his eyes never left her. He raised his brows with a mischievous smirk, now it was his turn to tease her.
"So"