The Silent Mafia Prince and His Forgotten Wife
Chapter 1
It was Sunday afternoon. His friends were busy, his work was finished, and even scrolling through his phone felt boring.
With a dramatic sigh, he got up from the couch.
shourya
Only one person can entertain me now.🙂
He walked straight to his younger sister's room without knocking.
The moment he opened the door, a pillow came flying toward him.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
Get out 😐
Shourya caught the pillow easily.
shourya
Wow. Such a warm welcome for your beloved brother.🙂
His younger sister looked up from her laptop.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
I was studying.
shourya
No, you were watching reels.
She immediately minimized the screen.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
Why are you here?
He flopped face-first onto her bed.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
And that's my problem?
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
You have friends.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
Watch a movie 😐
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
Sleep 😐
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
Go annoy Mom.😐
shourya
She threatened me with a slipper😶.
His sister burst out laughing.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
Deserved 😒💅
Shourya grabbed another pillow and hit her lightly.
shourya
You're supposed to support me.😶
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
I'm supporting Mom.🙂
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
You know, one day I'll get married and leave this house.
Shourya immediately sat up.
shourya
Who said you're getting married?
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
Obviously I will.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
Why not 😒
shourya
Because then who will entertain me when I'm bored?
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
Idiot 😐
shourya
See? That's why you're not allowed to leave.
For a moment, she smiled softly.
No matter how much they fought, everyone in the family knew one thing:
Shourya could survive without his friends for a week.
But without annoying his younger sister?
Not even a day.
Shourya continued lying on the bed while his sister returned to her studies.
His eyes wandered around the room until they landed on a bookshelf.
A very suspicious bookshelf.
Rows and rows of novels.
Romance novels.
Fantasy novels.
Mystery novels.
And some books with covers so pink that they practically screamed "Not For Brothers."
Shourya sat up curiously.
His sister didn't even look up.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
My novels
He walked over to the shelf.
The titles were dramatic.
shourya
1 - The Devil's Obsession.
2- Forever Yours.
3 - His Dangerous Love.
4 - Bound To The Mafia King.
His sister immediately stood up.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
Don't touch them!
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
I'm serious, Shourya.
He raised both hands innocently.
A few minutes later, she received a call from her friend and stepped out of the room.
The second the door closed—
Shourya looked at the bookshelf again.
Then at the door.
Then back at the bookshelf.
A mischievous grin appeared on his face.
shourya
Let's see what kind of books my sister is hiding.
He carefully pulled out one novel from the middle of the shelf.
Not too obvious.
Just enough that she wouldn't notice immediately.
He tucked it behind his back and quietly slipped out of the room.
Later that night...
Shourya sat alone in his bedroom.
The stolen novel lay in front of him.
He opened the first page
Then the second.
Then the third.
Thirty minutes later..
His room was completely silent.
One hour later...
He was still reading.
Two hours later...
He turned the page furiously.
shourya
"Idiot. Just tell her you love her."
At midnight, his younger sister walked past his room and froze.
The door was slightly open.
Inside, Shourya was sitting on the bed with the novel in one hand, completely invested in the story.
She slowly took out her phone and snapped a picture.
The next morning, she showed him the photo.
Shourya nearly choked on his tea.
shourya
You were spying on me!
She laughed so hard she almost fell off her chair.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
Mr. 'Romance novels are nonsense' finished half the book in one night.
shourya
I was conducting research.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
For what?
Shourya pointed dramatically at her.
shourya
To understand why my sister has terrible taste in literature.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
Then why are you waiting for the sequel?
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
"..."
shourya
Give me the second book.
Her laughter echoed through the entire house.
Shourya stretched out on his bed and continued reading the novel he had secretly borrowed.
The story was so ridiculous that he kept telling himself he would stop after one chapter.
He was now on Chapter Twenty-One.
shourya
This makes absolutely no sense..*muttered while turning another page.*
The novel was about an Indian girl named Aadhya.
Her father had signed a business deal with a powerful Italian family and, somehow, that had led to her being married to six mafia brothers.
Six.
shourya
One husband wasn't enough for the author?
shourya
Which cheap intoxicant were you on while writing this, bro?
Dhrupadi had five husbands—all five Pandavas
shourya
And you married a innocent girl to six mafia bosses 😶😶😶
In the story, Aadhya moved into a massive mansion in Italy after the wedding.
The six brothers were feared throughout the country.
They controlled businesses, had endless wealth, and everyone respected them.
Except none of them paid attention to their wife.
Not intentionally cruel.
Just completely indifferent.
One brother was always working.
Another was constantly traveling.
One was obsessed with expanding the family empire.
One spent his time training.
One disappeared for days handling business matters.
And the youngest barely spoke to anyone.
Meanwhile Aadhya quietly lived in the mansion like a ghost.
Walked through endless hallways alone.
Celebrated festivals alone.
Even on her birthday, nobody remembered.
shourya
Okay, that's actually sad.
One chapter described Aadhya decorating a small corner of the mansion for Diwali by herself.
She made sweets.
Lit diyas.
Wore a traditional outfit.
And sat there alone waiting for someone to notice.
Nobody did.
Shourya stared at the page.
The next chapter became worse.
Aadhya fell sick.
Not seriously.
Just a fever.
The servants took care of her while the brothers remained busy.
None of them even knew she was ill.
Shourya groaned.
shourya
How can six people be this useless?
A few pages later, his sister walked into his room without knocking.
She stopped.
Shourya was glaring at the novel.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
What happened?
shourya
These six brothers are fools.
His sister immediately understood.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
You've reached that part
shourya
😶😶😶She has a fever and none of them know!
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
Keep reading 😌
shourya
Do they get their brains back?
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
Keep reading 😒
Shourya narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
shourya
Something dramatic is about to happen, isn't it?
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
Very dramatic 😌
The moment she left, Shourya opened the next chapter.
By midnight he was still awake.
And despite all his complaints about how unrealistic the story was...
He absolutely needed to know what happened next.
Chapter 2
Shourya flipped to the next chapter.
And immediately frowned.
The oldest brother, Alessandro, returned to the mansion after a business trip.
A beautiful woman named Sofia walked beside him.
The moment they entered the mansion, all six brothers welcomed her warmly.
She laughed with them.
Had dinner with them.
Joined their family gatherings.
Within days, she seemed more like the lady of the house than Aadhya herself.
Shourya stared at the page.
shourya
Wait... isn't Aadhya their wife?😶😶😶
Unfortunately, nobody in the story seemed interested in asking that question.
Aadhya remained quiet as always.
She greeted Sofia politely.
Helped the staff prepare her room.
Even offered to show her around the mansion.
But the moment Aadhya turned away, that smile disappeared.
At first, the misunderstandings were small.
Sofia would accidentally "forget" to mention that Aadhya had prepared dinner.
The brothers would assume the meal was Sofia's idea.
Sofia would tell one brother that Aadhya seemed upset with him.
Then tell Aadhya that the same brother found her annoying.
Neither side questioned it.
Neither side talked.
And the distance between them grew.
A few weeks later, Sofia became bolder.
One evening, she deliberately dropped an expensive vase.
When the brothers rushed into the room, Sofia's eyes were full of tears.
sofia
Aadhya was angry with me, * she whispered*
Before Aadhya could explain, everyone looked at her with disappointment.
shourya
Seriously? That's all it takes?
He turned the page.
It got worse.
Sofia began spreading rumors among the staff.
She claimed Aadhya hated living in the mansion.
That she mocked the family behind their backs.
That she only cared about the money.
The rumors eventually reached the brothers.
And because they barely knew their own wife, they started believing them.
Aadhya noticed the change.
Conversations stopped when she entered a room.
People avoided her.
The brothers became colder than before.
Yet she never defended herself.
Never argued.
Never complained.
She simply endured it
One chapter ended with Aadhya sitting alone in the mansion garden during a storm.
The lights from the mansion glowed in the distance.
Inside, the brothers and Sofia were celebrating a successful business deal together.
Nobody noticed that Aadhya wasn't there.
Nobody came looking for her.
She sat alone in the rain until midnight.
Shourya closed the book for a second.
shourya
What is wrong with these people?
Then he immediately opened it again.
Because now he desperately wanted to know when the truth would finally come out
.
And judging by the author's dramatic writing style...
The disaster was only beginning.
Shourya turned the page.
The story took a dark turn.
One night, a fire broke out in a wing of the mansion.
Smoke filled the corridors
Alarms echoed through the house.
Servants ran in panic while security tried to evacuate everyone.
Aadhya had been trapped in an upstairs room when part of the hallway collapsed.
At the same time, Sofia was stranded on a different floor.
The six brothers split up and rushed toward the danger.
But when they found Sofia, they focused entirely on getting her out safely.
In the chaos, nobody realized Aadhya was still trapped inside.
The fire department and rescue teams arrived minutes later.
Long after the brothers had left the building, a rescue worker discovered Aadhya unconscious beneath fallen debris and carried her to safety.
When Aadhya woke up in the hospital, she was weak and disoriented.
Before she could even understand what had happened, she found herself facing accusations.
According to Sofia's version of events, Aadhya had somehow caused the incident through negligence and had endangered everyone in the mansion.
The brothers, already influenced by months of misunderstandings and rumors, accepted Sofia's claims far too quickly.
Instead of listening to Aadhya, they judged her without hearing her side.
Their disappointment turned into anger.
Their anger turned into harsh treatment.
She was turtured brutally.
Every attempt Aadhya made to explain herself was dismissed.
The more she spoke, the less they seemed willing to listen.
Shourya slammed the book shut.
He stared at the cover.
Then opened it again to make sure he had read correctly.
shourya
No. Absolutely not.
He reread the chapter.
Still the same.
The woman had been left behind in a burning building.
Rescued by strangers.
Then blamed for the disaste
And somehow the six brothers believed it.
Shourya buried his face in his hands.
shourya
These are supposed to be intelligent mafia bosses?
A knock came from his door.
His younger sister peeked inside.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
Where are you now?
Shourya pointed accusingly at the novel.
shourya
They've become the dumbest people on Earth."
She immediately started laughing.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
"You reached the hospital arc.
shourya
Tell me the truth comes out soon.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
No spoilers.
shourya
If the truth doesn't come out soon, I'm throwing this book.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
You said that three chapters ago.
Shourya looked down at the novel.
His sister crossed her arms.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
You're addicted.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
😒
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
You've been reading for four hours.
shourya
I'm reading out of frustration.
Shanvi ( Shourya's younger sister)
That's still reading.
She left the room laughing.
A few seconds later, Shourya opened the book again.
Because now he needed to know whether Aadhya would finally stand up for herself—and whether those six brothers would ever realize how badly they had failed her.
Shourya reluctantly turned the next page.
The following chapters were difficult to read.
For months, Aadhya suffered under the consequences of accusations she hadn't deserved.
The brothers no longer trusted her.
They became cold, distant, and harsh in their treatment of her.
Every mistake in the mansion was blamed on her.
Every misunderstanding seemed to strengthen their belief that she was guilty.
Aadhya tried countless times to explain herself, but nobody wanted to listen.
The more she spoke, the more they dismissed her.
Eventually, she stopped defending herself altogether.
What shocked Shourya most wasn't the brothers' behavior.
The cheerful girl from the first chapters slowly disappeared.
She stopped decorating the mansion.
Stopped cooking her favorite food.
Stopped celebrating festivals.
Stopped expecting kindness from anyone.
She simply existed.
Like a shadow moving through the halls.
One chapter described her birthday.
No
Nobody remembered.
Not a single brother.
The staff wished her quietly, but the family never mentioned it.
Aadhya spent the evening alone in her room.
She lit a small candle on a cupcake one of the maids had secretly brought her.
Made a wish.
And blew it out.
Alone.
shourya
Okay, that's depressing.
The next chapters showed her health declining.
She slept poorly.
Ate very little.
Spent most of her time reading books in the mansion library because it was the only place where nobody bothered her.
Yet even then, she never plotted revenge.
Never tried to hurt anyone.
Never became cruel.
One evening, one of the younger brothers accidentally overheard a conversation between two servants.
They were discussing how Aadhya had been blamed for things she never did.
How she had protected Sofia's reputation countless times.
How she never defended herself even when she had proof.
For the first time, doubt entered his mind.
Just a tiny doubt.
But it was enough.
Shourya sat up straighter.
Chapter 3
The story had spent dozens of chapters showing Aadhya's suffering.
Now, for the first time, cracks were beginning to appear in the lies that had controlled the mansion for so long.
And Shourya had a feeling that when the truth finally came out...
The brothers were going to realize they had made a terrible mistake.
Shourya turned the page.
And for the first time since starting the novel...
He felt uneasy.
Months had passed.
The brothers had completely pushed Aadhya out of their lives.
Meanwhile, Sofia's position in the mansion grew stronger every day.
Eventually, the oldest brother announced his engagement to Sofia
The entire mansion began preparing for the wedding.
Designers came and went.
Guests were invited.
Decorations filled the estate.
Everyone was busy celebrating.
Everyone except Aadhya.
The novel described her standing alone on a balcony one evening, watching workers hang wedding lights throughout the mansion.
The same mansion where she had once hoped to build a family.
The same mansion where she had spent months being blamed, ignored, and misunderstood.
Nobody asked what she thought.
Nobody cared.
To them, she had already become invisible.
shourya
Something is wrong.😶
The author was building toward something.
The wedding day arrived.
The mansion was filled with music, flowers, and guests.
The six brothers stood together while Sofia smiled proudly.
Everything seemed perfect.
Until one of the younger brothers received a phone call.
A rescue officer from the fire incident had come forward with evidence.
Security footage.
Witness statements.
Official reports.
Everything pointed to the same truth.
Aadhya had never caused the fire.
In fact, she had tried to warn people before it spread.
And Sofia had lied.
About everything.
The chapter became chaos.
More evidence surfaced.
Servants finally spoke.
Old messages were discovered.
Every rumor.
Every accusation.
Every misunderstanding.
All of it had been Sofia's doing.
The brothers were horrified.
The memories hit them one after another.
The birthdays they ignored.
The tears they never noticed.
The explanations they never listened to.
The countless times Aadhya had been punished for things she never did.
For the first time, they saw the full picture.
shourya
Good,
*Shourya muttered.,
shourya
They deserve to suffer
He turned the page.
Then froze.
The brothers rushed to find Aadhya.
They searched the mansion.
Her room.
The garden.
The library.
Every place she used to visit.
But she wasn't there.
She hadn't been there for days.
Nobody had noticed.
Nobody had even realized she was gone.
Shourya's stomach dropped.
Eventually, they discovered the truth.
Aadhya had become seriously ill weeks earlier.
Years of stress, loneliness, and neglect had taken a heavy toll on her health.
She had left the mansion quietly.
Without telling anyone.
Without asking anyone to stop her.
Without expecting anyone to care.
And she never came back.
shourya
Aaradhya is gone.* mumbling to himself*😶
The novel described the brothers standing in stunned silence as they learned she was gone.
The woman they had spent so long blaming...
The woman who had loved them despite everything...
The woman they never truly tried to understand...
Was no longer part of their lives.
Shourya slowly closed the book.
For once, he had no sarcastic comment.
No complaint.
No joke.
He simply stared at the cover.
Then muttered,
shourya
That's the saddest ending I've ever read.😶😶
And somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew the author wasn't trying to make readers cry because Aadhya was gone.
The tragedy was that the brothers only learned her value when it was already too late to tell her they were sorry.
Shourya tossed the novel onto his bed.
shourya
What kind of ending was that? *he complained.*
He had spent hours reading hundreds of pages, hoping for justice, redemption, or at least a satisfying conclusion.
Instead, the story ended with regret and loss.
His mood was completely ruined.
Food solved most problems.
At least according to Shourya.
He left his room and headed downstairs.
The house was quiet.
His sister was still in her room.
His parents were watching television in the living room.
Shourya was too busy grumbling about the novel to pay attention.
shourya
Six hundred chapters just for everyone to suffer.😶
shourya
Those brothers were idiots.😶
shourya
"And what was that ending?😶
shourya
I hould have stolen a different book—
His foot landed on the edge of a stair.
For a split second, he lost his balance.
His expression changed.
His body lurched forward.
He reached for the railing.
Missed.
Everything happened in an instant.
A stumble.
A fall.
Then silence.
The sound echoed through the house.
His mother immediately stood up.
( shourya's mother)
SHOURYA...
...
No answer.
His father rushed toward the staircase.
And froze.
The next few moments became a blur.
Panic.
Shouting.
Phone calls.
An ambulance.
Tears.
Prayers.
Hope.
Fear.
But sometimes life doesn't wait for explanations.
It doesn't offer another chapter.
It doesn't allow the reader to turn the page and fix what happened.
Later that night, Shourya's room remained exactly as he had left it.
,
The novel still lay open on his bed.
A bookmark rested between the final pages.
His half-finished bottle of water sat on the desk.
The jacket he planned to wear tomorrow hung on the chair.
Tomorrow.
A day that would never come for him.
His younger sister quietly entered the room.
For the first time in years, there was no brother sprawled across her bed annoying her.
No teasing.
No arguments.
No sarcastic comments.
Only silence.
Her eyes landed on the novel.
Slowly, she picked it up.
A tear rolled down her cheek.
Then another.
And another.
Because suddenly the ending of the novel didn't seem so sad anymore.
Reality was far crueler.
The brothers in the story had realized their mistake too late.
And now, standing in her brother's empty room, she understood that lesson better than anyone.
Sometimes people assume there will always be another conversation.
Another joke.
Another day.
Until there isn't.
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