#Chapter35
Myra
Shekhawat Palace
The days were passing like fractions of a second. I don't know how I had already spent a good two months with that mafia under the same roof. The entire palace is like a cage to me. The only fresh air is Randhir and his fun moments. He became quite easy with me. At least I get the chance to go out whenever I feel, like him. Ranvijay never allowed me to roam alone. Either he or Randhir with two more bodyguards does accompany me whenever I feel to roam around the city. Maybe this is called the perks of being the wife of the Mafia. Never in my life had I thought I would end up like this.
Randhir knocked on my door when I was in my slumber of thoughts.
/"Bhabisa (Wife of brother is called in Rajasthan), sorry Myra will you come downstairs to have a look into a matter./"
/"Absolutely./"