As soon as Myra heard the statement her legs felt jelly. She felt her surroundings getting blurry. Her head started spinning and her mouth got dry.
"Am I a Mafia blood?" She managed to speak.
"Yes." Arthur spoke proudly.
One word and Myra's entire world got shattered. Her life, her thoughts, her beliefs. Everything got broken with a single statement. She looked back at Ranvijay. She hated him for being the Mafia and here she stood being a descendent of Mafia by herself. Her family is not a clean one. The moment she stepped away to reach Ranvjiay a large hand grabbed her hand.
"Where are you going? I came here to take you back with me. I can't let you stay here."
"Arthur, leave my hand. I don't want to go anywhere."
Myra was struggling but Arthur was not willing to let her go. She had already put herself in numerous dangers. He couldn't let her be on her like this.
"This is not your place. You have your family, your own life and your own things to claim." Myra stopped struggling hearing the word family.
"Family?"
"Yes. Your mother's twin brother is my father Luca, his wife, and our grandparents."
A large tear drop appeared in her eyes. She had spent her entire childhood thinking that she never had a family. Her mother stopped her from meeting anyone unknown. Today only she understood the reason. Her mother kept her away from everything. But why? Why did she take away everything? If her mother was the twin sister of Luca Moretti then there might be a chance that her mother was also a Mafia. She had never asked her mom about her job. She never asked her mom where she learned fighting and all. But now only she was getting some light on the facts. No. Her mom couldn't be the Mafia. She can't kill people. 
Arthur noticed the shock in her. Immediately he spoke.
"You need to know a lot about yourself and us."
"I don't want to. Leave me here." Her broken voice was enough to portray how badly she was twisted with pain from inside.
"I can't. I can't take the chance of losing you. You are unprotected here."
"No she is not." Ranvijay spoke after a long time. He was listening to this family drama for so long. First of all he guessed something fishy about Myra the day he saw the tattoo. Italian Mafia family does have such tattoos. But today his doubt got cleared. His unexpected queen is not a mere girl. She is herself a mafia queen rather a mafia by herself. The major question is, does Rana Pratap know about this? Was he aware, the moment he got involved with Minerva Moretti? Minerva Moretti was no one but the famous Mafia too. Luca and Minerva were the most dangerous duo among the Italian Mafias. The world used to fear them. 22 years back it was declared that Minerva died in an accident and her body was completely burnt. So the news was all fake. Minerva Moretti had never died. She just left the Mafia world and gave birth to Myra. Since then she might be protecting her. But if Rana Pratap knew about Minerva then how could he bring his own death sentence with him from Italy? Either he was not fully aware or he had played a different game which backfired. But before everything the major question was, what to do with this arrogant brother of Myra? Ranvijay was standing like a fierce lion to attack Arthur. Randhir was shocked hearing all such facts but no way was he interested to let go of Myra. Arthur was determined to bring back Myra as in the dark world of Mafia Myra was too unprotected. Any wrong source could harm her and he couldn't take that chance.
"Let's go home sister. Your place is not with them." Arthur spoke.
"Oh really? Her place is with you? If you were so concerned about her, why didn't you take care of her earlier? Why did you let her leave without your so-called family till now?" Ranvijay spat his words.
"You, bastard, that's none of your business. That's our family matter. You don't have any right to know." Arthur spoke back to Ranvijay and got an immediate reply from Myra.
"Of course he has. He is my husband. Even I want to know why?"
"That's because of your mother. My dad was bound by her sister's words. Myra, just tell me one thing. If you have so much doubt, why did you trust me most in high school? Do you think you were left alone? Haven't you ever felt that you were too protected being in Sicily? If I didn't make the mistake of not blocking you from leaving for India, today's scenario would have been better." 
Myra couldn't speak a single word. She was alone since her childhood but she had never felt unprotected. She was always saved from every unpleasant situation. Was that a blessing in disguise? But even if so, she can't just leave Ranvijay and India like this. 
"I can't go Arthur. I am his wife."
"Don't make the same mistake like your mother Myra. Do you think that man actually loves you? No way. Do you think you belong here? Don't bring your doom by yourself. I won't mind killing this shit just now if he tries to play smart. Don't fall into the same trap."
"Arthur, there was no trap. I chose this by myself. Stop saying such things."
"Come here little sister." Arthur called her just like he used to call her years back in her high school days. Myra walked towards him. Arthur hugged her tightly and whispered near her ears.
"Tuo padre ha sposato tua madre per usare il nostro potere per distruggere questa famiglia Sekhawat."
(Your father married your mother to use our power to destroy this Sekhawat family.)
Myra's eyes widened with shock. The disgust was clearly visible in her eyes. Before she could utter her next sentence Arthur spoke again,
"Vuoi continuare ancora qui?"
(Do you still want to continue here?) 
Before she could proceed to answer further Myra felt a sharp prick near her elbow. Arthur already gestured to one of his men who pushed a small amount of sleeping dose while Myra was busy listening to Arthur's words being hugged. Arthur held her tightly as Myra started struggling to get away. 
"Mi dispiace sorella.  Ma non posso correre il rischio di perderti."
(I am sorry sister. But I can't take the risk of losing you.)
With time Myra's struggle became less she felt her surroundings getting dark. Arthur held her carefully and moved towards the car. Ranvijay was furious enough to take a step but Arthur got a hold on Arjun and keeping him at gunpoint made the work easier. The entire team moved away keeping Ranvijay and Randhir left with their men only. 
For the first time ever Ranvijay felt defeated. He felt restless and useless even after being the King of Underworld. His breathing got heavy. He was still thinking all this as a nightmare. His trance got broken when Randhir called him.
"Bhai, first move to Solanki Palace. Only Rana Pratap can solve this. He would surely have some point over this situation."
Ranvijay's brain wasn't working. He couldn't believe that his wife was taken away from him by her brother. He couldn't digest the fact easily. As they were moving towards Solanki Palace a small storm arrived at Sekhawat Palace. 
Arjun entered Sekhawat Palace without any prior intimation all bruised and covered with some blood. As soon as Myra was found Arthur didn't speak a word or hit him. He might be thankful to Arjun for tracking down Myra. Nandini wasn't expecting such big team. As soon as they entered everyone froze at their places. Rajendra was about to call for police when Arthur spoke.
"Why so hurry? Wait for sometime." As Rajendra was standing motionlessly, suddenly his cell phone started ringing. Looking at the caller ID he was shocked. The call was from the home ministry.
"Pick it up Mr." One of Arthur's men spoke.
As soon as Rajendra picked up the call his voice lost its way to come out.
"What the hell Rajendra. We heard that you had kept an Italian girl against her will? Her family had arrived from Italy. Foreign minister is calling me over and over again. Let her go. I didn't expect this from you."
"But I didn't ... It was...."
"I don't want to hear anything. Clear the mess before the election. If such things happen again I have to consider other candidates instead of you."
Before Rajendra could say something the call got disconnected and a smirk appeared on Arthur's face.
"Any problem?" 
"No." Rajendra replied. Immediately he called his servants to bring out Myra's important documents and belongings. As soon as those arrived, Rajendra placed them near Arthur and told,
"These are her things. Now you may leave."
"Do you think I came here to take her belongings? I can rebuild every single thing for her. I came here to warn you to keep your both bastards away from my sister." Arthur threatened him.
"I will. There would be no more communication from our side to her. These are Myra's official documents, visa and passports. She was here with us by her choice, not by our force."
"Don't try to teach me. I know all of you very well." Arthur was furious like a mad man.
His man grabbed the stuff of Myra and left, keeping Arjun there with Rajendra. 
Rajendra left a huge sigh as soon as the cars left the palace gate. Nandini came in front of Arjun and held him to rest on the couch. She called her servants to call a doctor for him. 
"Finally, the auspicious girl has left our house. Thank god." Nandini spoke without noticing her husband's expression.
Rajendra was tired of everything. He couldn't take the situation anymore. He immediately stood up and barked at his wife after hearing her statements.
"Enough Nandini. One single word and I am going to throw you out of this palace. I would forget that you were my wife." 
Never in his life had he thought of shouting like that on his wife. He was not angry at being defeated. But he was devastated. He saw love in his son's eyes for the first time. He saw a slight change in his son's character. The boy who used to kill mercilessly and never loved any girl, actually loved Myra. And Myra was truly a perfect one for him. The feisty, stubborn but intelligent one. The perfect claimant for everything. He didn't expect her to be a Mafia's daughter. But one thing he understood for sure that this situation would finish off Ranvijay. He would be shattered. His ego would get hurt after being defeated by Italian Mafia and also his heart would burn for losing his love, Myra. He knew his son more than anyone. The moment he got the call from the home ministry he understood how powerful Myra's family is. They came well prepared. They actually manipulated the ministry with their money and power. Surely globally these Italian Mafias are too famous.
The major question that was rising inside his head was,
"Will Ranvijay survive this? Will the underworld survive his anger?"
Inside the private jet Arthur removed the bracelet and pendant from Myra. He informed his men to remove the tracker from the bracelet. He was not interested to keep the pendant as it was carrying the memories of his sister's past. 
"Destroy the pendant." Arthur spoke.
"Sir, I think it has a tracker inside also." One of his men spoke. Arthur knitted his brows and thought for a moment.
"Remove the tracker and give me the pendant back." 
Taking the bracelet and pendant Arthur kept it inside a box. He was not interested in destroying them once his eyes fell on Myra. Myra was a girl who loves to keep gifts, no matter how small or big they are. He was not feeling the need to hurt her emotions. Already he kind of forcefully brought her back with him. Gently he stroke her cheeks with his thumbs and spoke,
"Forgive your brother, Myra. But I am too selfish when it comes to my family. When you wake up, you will see the real kingdom of yours."
He couldn't forget what his friend Russian Mafia Nicolas told him.
"Arthur will get her back in Italy soon. The situation is getting worse."