"One person can change everything for you." Happy reading.... "Abhiman Malhotra?", I repeated in complete shock. Esha looked at me with wide eyes as she watched the stuff slip out of my hands onto the ground making a glitchy sound echoing in the silent room. "What happened bro?", she tapped my shoulder in concern and I shook my head immediately composing myself. "I need to go to the washroom, will see you at the principal's room.", I mumbled and rushed out of the room. "Bro, are you sure? Is there any problem you are hiding from me ?", she shouted behind me and I shouted back nothing to worry about and told her to go. I went inside the washroom and shut the door behind me leaning over it. My hand clutched the heart as I slid down the door dazedly. "AM innovations head Abhiman Malhotra.. means my husband who has been helping my mom in our business. Oh god! How come I didn't know about it yet? He is a billionaire and one of the richest men in Mumbai. Then why mom explained him
"I think it's not going to heal easily." Happy reading.... I was laying in my bed wetting the pillow with my continuous shedding tears. I just couldn't help but remember all those things which he told me before. "I stopped owning things." "I lost my beloved ones." "She was in love with another man." His words echoing in my ears repeatedly, I cupped my ears pushing my head into the pillow to avoid the voice but it's not leaving me. The guilt was rushing through my veins breaking me apart, he loved me with everything and I only broke him into shreds which can never be normal. I wounded his heart in ways that I can never fix like before. It will never beat for me anymore, it must be screaming at me with delinquency. He could never forgive my errant things. On the other side my heart was telling me to tell him what I feel for him. It was still hoping there might be chances he would forgive her wrongs and accept her. But you will be called an opportunistic and greedy Mihra. When
"You should value the people who are around you and especially when they're there for you." Happy reading...... My eyes got wider as I watched him relaxing, leaning his back over the edge of the pool. He raked his hands through his hair removing the dripping water from his face. His biceps bulged up forming veins on his toned arms. My lips parted, taking a quick breath as my lungs forgot to fill in at the hot sight. My gaze followed his moves obediently, the way his long fingers combed his damp hair backwards and then dropped down wiping his face. His flexible abs were full on display shining under the moon light flashing all perfect contours, such a devastatingly sexy man. He looked like Greek god, just watching his glistening muscled body, my instincts halted instantly, feeling a sudden innuendo gushing inside. My body already had a temperature but seeing him like this, it's not at all helping my senses. Darkness consuming me slowly, my brain was numb. I could feel my legs givi
"We don't meet people by accident, they are meant to cross our paths for a reason, either they change our life or we change theirs." Happy reading.... My nose scrunched up at the bitter smell which had surrounded me for the last three weeks. No matter how many times I had washed my body but the artistic feeling was not leaving my skin. I let my fingers massage my scalp gently and carefully not wanting to hurt the stitches which I had gotten during surgery. A shiver ran down my spine, it happened everytime when I touched my head. The bad and brutal accident came flashing in my eyes, blurring my vision instantly. Yes I called it brutal because someone planned to kill me and we had no clue about him or her who that person was. Even police failed to find out the person because he very cleverly executed his plan with no evidence left behind. I wondered why anyone wanted to kill me. I never harmed any person beside little pranks here and there in my college. It wasn't even that serious
"Why it's complicated and weird" Happy reading…. We both had been working our ass off on allotted work and skipped lunch break also. Then Varun dropped another set of old files on our table saying to complete until office hours end. Eshu was extremely irritated by extra work and cursed him for the suffering. She was looking outside of her cubicle every now and then hoping for a glance of Mr. Abhiman. I wondered why the hell she was so desperate to meet him. "Bro, I will be back in a few.", I said, rising up from my chair pretending to be exhausted. "Where are you going?", she raised her eyebrows at me. "Washroom", I replied. "Okay" I rushed out searching for someone so could tell me where his cabin was located. My bad luck, the corridors were empty so I began to find him by myself. Mission Abhiman office is on ! I didn’t know why but I felt like I was repeating the stuff which happened before with me. A kind of dejavu washed over my brain. I shook my head removing the foolis
I don't know a lot of things which are happening to me these days ! Happy reading…. It had been one week already since I started my internship. It had been difficult and breathless for me. Yes breathless because after my encounter with my husband I mean ex-husband my brain kept thinking about him every damn moment and I didn’t know why. You guys might be wondering why I called him ex-husband right? Because the relationship, whatever it’s forced or inexisted it’s over. I talked with mom and she gave me divorce papers. I saw his signatures, mom told me to think about it once again before I sign them. She also told me he was the one who had been helping her in our business until today. I was speechless at newfound information. The luxury I had been enjoying and even now, it’s all given by him since he established his own business in Mumbai. He started it with his dad’s few shares and had taken the business to its highest peak in the span of a few years, that he became one of the riche
"IT WAS YOU AND IS YOU. Will always be only you, NO MATTER WHAT I AM STILL WITH YOU." Happy reading…. He threw a bundle of pictures in my direction, they all landed on the floor, falling around my feet. I looked at them baffled and my hands immediately flew to my lips to cease the gasp that was about to escape in complete shock. A little baby girl and a five years old boy were in all of them. The little girl was me but the boy? I was licking his thumb, I was playing with his hair, I was kissing his face, I was holding onto him crying, I was sleeping on his chest peacefully…. There were a lot of moments captured in those pictures. In every picture I was looking so happy as if he was my world. I looked up to see Abhiman who was standing at his desk, his upper body was leaning over the desk. His jaw was clenching and posture held agony. "Was it you in these pictures?", I asked him in a low voice while trying to process them in my brain, I was flabbergasted. "Yes, it is me who was
"The magic of the first rain of the season." Happy reading..... He carried me towards his car and placed me carefully in the passenger seat. He closed the door and sat in his driving seat. I could feel his hand brushing the wet hair away from my face and tugging it behind my ear. He took a dry towel from his back seat and started wiping my face. His fingertips came in contact with my cold skin, my body shivered in response. "Abhi..", I mumbled slowly and opened my eyes. As usual he stirred, hearing his own name from me. I couldn’t help but curve my lips at his innocent yet deep coffee eyes staring at me worryingly. "Don’t worry, this little beer can’t tame Mihra senses easily. She is absolutely conscious but feeling a little light headed. Other than that I am absolutely fine.", I paused before straightening my body leaning back onto the seat. "Because you are here with me right now.", I said nervously looking down at my lap. "You scared the shit out of me, woman.", he said afte