Mafia Love

Chapter - 3

Previously - Nandini and Aryaman are attacked after they are returning from one of their missions. The news of their death spreads but nobody knows what they actually look like. On the other side, Manik meets a feisty customer at his shop and engages in a battle of words with her. Who is she?

Nandini

(Austria)

Who is he? What does he think of himself? That brat! I swear if it wouldn't have been for Mukti, I would have loved to kill him. I hate people who show me that kind of attitude and don't take me seriously. That guy just made it to my hit - list. It would be for his own good if we don't cross each others paths ever again. Thankfully, the other guy at the instruments' shop was bearable and gave Mukti the strings that she so desperately wanted. That girl will hear it from me. Firstof all, she forced me to go with her on a stroll, then she suddenly had to buy guitar strings. On top of all this, that boy! Ughhh!! I've only been here for a few hours and I already hate this place!

'Here. your coffee,' Mukti says passing me a cup. I glare at her before taking the cup from her hand. 'What? Don't give me that look. In fact, I should be the one being angry. What was that? Aren't we supposed to be underground? Couldn't you control your anger! We can't afford to get into any kind of trouble right now!'

'Exactly, Mukti. We are supposed to be underground! Meaning, we shouldn't be roaming around on the streets buying stupid guitar strings!, I shot back at her. Before I could say anything further, Aryaman interrupted our argument, 'Calm down girls! Nothing happened right! There's no need for the both of you to get so hyper!'

I turn and glare at him and so does Mukti. He sees our expressions and raises his hands in surrender, going back to his phone.

I rolled my eyes at him and turned back to Mukti. 'And anyways, it's not my fault that guy was such an imbecile! And you really think we'll get in trouble, or, get noticed because of that idiot. Come on!'

I took my coffee and went to the study. Aryaman had been recovering quite well these past two weeks and even my injuries were almost healed. Other than a slight pain in my head injury, I was fine. As for Aryaman, his cuts had healed but the cast on his arm was still there. His head injury was a lot better but the bandage was there. He had been on bed rest for about 10 days as advised by Dr. Bhatnagar. We'd only landed in Austria today in the morning. And now that we were here, it was time to put our plan in action.

Back in Dubai, Abhimanyu had managed to convince everybody that I was actually dead. The doctor who made the postmortem report had had a very happy reunion with his family. My men would be keeping their eyes on him and his family. At least for as long as I don't punish those responsible for my accident, so that he doesn't open his mouth.