chapter 4
Bittersweet Revenge: The mafia's wife
*** present *** The sudden brake of the car made Amaira drift back to her present. As she pushed the back, she looked outside the window, where a huge door stood before her. They already arrived where they wanted to, passing the huge massive gates.Amaira could not believe what she was seeing. Leading down were decently dressed men and women, standing on either side of the passage. The stairs were dressed in elegant robes of red carpet and red and white petals of roses were laid like a jewel.A man, wearing a suitable white shirt with a black waistcoat and a black bow tie, came up to the car and opened the door.As Amaira stepped out, carrying her long, heavy gown, she looked over at the huge, magnificent palace-like building in awe.Designed in complete Italian architecture, precisely in Venetian Byzantine Style Architecture, the building looked highly modern with a staircase window giving more effect to it. The façades were smoothly plastered, while the arches were round and had thin decorative cornices with a unique design.Amaira glanced around in awe. Nestled in the coastal region, but yet secluded from the entire city, was this place with an area of around 1 lakh square feet. There was no need for a surprise because the house itself was 32 thousand square feet in the centre, excluding its other external features like a huge swimming pool with closing features, a huge Hellipad, and an Aviary, to mention anything little.Amaira couldn't move for a second. She hadn't, on the whole contrary, imagined a mansion as huge as this. Though she had expected these from the huge Mafia boss, this wasn't even close to what she expected. It was even bigger than a president's resort could be.As she walked further towards the huge, meticulously designed pillars, the maidservants came towards her, holding her heavy gown for her.Slowly and carefully she took each step on the stairs. The reason was the long heels poking her badly, and with every step, she would slightly stumble, not fall as the maidservants would catch her.As the huge door opened, she noticed a splendid hall where the servants came in one by one following her. Another maid came up to her, asked her to follow, and showed her the room. One of the servants dashed in a little case and left the room, leaving Amaira alone in her huge new room. It was a room like she had never imagined. It was double the size of her entire house, taller till 5 men stood up on one another and decorated with artisans she had never seen. Even the furniture looked like they were custom-designed.But Amaira right now had a different thing in her mind. Removing her mobile from her bag, she called her only friend, Sara, but she said that she was out of town and could not help her take care of Dilip.Just then a phone from the hospital came to her saying that her brother was facing difficulties in breathing and that he was showing abnormalities.Amaira felt worried. She wasn't allowed to leave the house. She slowly tried to open the door but discovered that it was locked from the outside."Hello? Can anyone hear me?" she cried aloud."Yes, mam. How can I serve you?" Came a voice from outside which belonged to a maid."Please, please let me out." Amara's voice was breaking and shivering"We can't do that, ma'am. We have been ordered not to let you out until the master boss is back. Sorry."."please. Please just let me out." Amanda banged on the door "Mam, please cooperate with us. We can't help you this way. Master Boss will be back very soon, we can't do anything until then."She helplessly went near the window. It was on the 4th floor. Even if she tried to escape, any mistake made would land her to death. But now she seemed like she did not have any other option.She wanted to ensure that her brother was safe, and she had to run away on her first day of marriage, but did she have any other options?Coming towards the wardrobe, Amaira removed all the bedsheets she could find. It was almost 10 of them which would be perfect for her. She tied all of them together and made a long rope.Tying one of the ends to the window plane, Amaira let the other out. It was just perfect for her to somehow find her way to the first floor and maybe then she could jump off, though it was as risky as jumping into a well.If someone would be in the right state, he/she would not have even thought of that. The behind region of the mansion was a huge forest before one reached the main town. Daring to take the forest route was indeed challenging. Moreover, this was a very secluded and unknown area and no one would be a fool to get lost in such a secluded unknown place like that.Additionally, the location between this mansion and the hospital was miles away and Amaira knew not the route either. How could she, even if escaped, reach her brother?But who dared to tell this to Amaira, who was angst with her brother's thoughts? She was now in a fix to somehow escape.Amaira took her first step outside the window, clutching the rope tight with her hand but before she took another step forward, the door of her room abruptly burst open and before she knew it, a huge man had entered in, stopped her from taking any further step and instead pulled Amaira towards the bed and pinned her, his body over hers and she was captured by his hands...