My Husband is a Mafia

A Trial To Being Friends With The Gangster

Ranveer's Point Of View:

I immediately left Devika and walked up to the door. Meera stood in front of me.

"Ranveer, I have to leave. I am married and I cannot live here anymore.", She said with a sad smile.

"I understand.", I said mechanically and shut the door, irrespective of what Meera wanted to tell him.

I turned towards Devika who stood still. I walked up to her and said in a low threatening voice,

"Do not try to feel anything for me. You will end up losing everything. ", Saying so I turned towards the bathroom to take a shower.

"And if I feel bad for you - how will you stop me?", She said taking up some courage. I paused and looked at her.

"Why do you care?", I asked as she looked at me confidently.

"Because-because you are my husband.", She managed to say as a smirk appeared on my face.

"You really consider me to be your husband?", I said with a smile.

"I do.", She said.

"Then that is your mistake.", I said and walked into the bathroom.

After the shower I walked out of the room to find Devika sitting on the bed in deep thought. The moment she noticed me, she immediately stood up.

"I want to tell you something.", She said with all the courage she had.

I nodded as she continued,

"Now, as a matter of fact we have to stay together for the next two to three years. I think when that is the case we can stay with each other as friends.", She said in one breath.

A bewildered smirk came upon my face as I asked her,

"Are you in your senses? You want to be a Gangster's friend?", I said nearly laughing.

"I am in my senses.", She said distinctly.

Just then I remembered about the work I had for her to be done.

"Fine. Get ready. I'll test your friendship today.", I said as she nodded.

I had a deep ulterior motive behind this statement. I asked her to get ready so that we could go out for a ready at one of my business client's house. She dressed up beautifully - beautiful enough the tempt the strongest of men. As she walked out of her room I stared at her in awe as she looked at me with a pleasant smile.

A smile I had never received in the last ten years.

"Come.", I said trying to sound welcoming.

She followed me silently in my car to the house of Mr. Raghuvir Goenka. I was wearing a grey suit over a white shirt while she wore a pinkish red gown. We walked in to find Mr. Goenka in the living room waiting for our arrival. As he noticed us he stood up with a welcoming smile.

"Good evening, Mr. Ranveer Pratap Singh.", He said with a smile as he shook my hand.

"Good evening.", I said with the same smile. "This is my wife - Devika.", I said as he looked at her in deep awe.

Mr. Goenka was an important pawn in my Gangster business. He supplied us with guns. The reason I needed Devika was to please him - he wanted a girl pretty enough for giving him pleasure. As of me, I could do anything to get my ammunitions from him. He had requested me to bring my pretty wife for him and I couldn't have risked my deal with him.

So here I was with my wife in his house.

"Come with me, dear.", He said softly to Devika as I nodded.

Devika quietly walked away with him unknown to the fact that she was heading towards her doom.