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Originally posted by: chavi12345
Loved the update... Waiting for next part
Originally posted by: Riddhimaa...
awesome update dear
Originally posted by: chavi12345
It's a long time since you updated... Plz plzzz continue waiting dear plz update next part
Teaser
As the artistic sun painted the black night sky into a bright blue one, Shivay dug his head deep into the soft pillow wanting a little more sleep for him. He blinked, closed his eyes and then blinked again. His eyes were still shut soaking in the feeling of victory he had just visualized in his dreams to be soon turning into a reality. With a satisfying smile, he threw away the soft sheet enveloping his tough body.
Today was the big day, he thought while sipping his favorite coffee, suddenly his eyes fell on a black, cryptic diary that was placed neatly on his table with a piece of paper hanging out of it in the most obscure way possible. He trailed towards that mystery almost certain of what it was but what intrigued him more was that sheet peeping out of that diary.
He held it in his hands almost immediately recognizing the writer of it.
"Anika! he exclaimed.
Full chapter to be updated on 25.07.2018😃
Teaser
As the artistic sun painted the black night sky into a bright blue one, Shivay dug his head deep into the soft pillow wanting a little more sleep for him. He blinked, closed his eyes and then blinked again. His eyes were still shut soaking in the feeling of victory he had just visualized in his dreams to be soon turning into a reality. With a satisfying smile, he threw away the soft sheet enveloping his tough body.
Today was the big day, he thought while sipping his favorite coffee, suddenly his eyes fell on a black, cryptic diary that was placed neatly on his table with a piece of paper hanging out of it in the most obscure way possible. He trailed towards that mystery almost certain of what it was but what intrigued him more was that sheet peeping out of that diary.
He held it in his hands almost immediately recognizing the writer of it.
"Anika! he exclaimed.
Full chapter to be updated on 25.07.2018😃
CHAPTER 8: The Escape (Part (a))
As the artistic sun painted the black night sky into a bright blue one, Shivay dug his head deep into the soft pillow wanting a little more sleep for him. He blinked, closed his eyes and then blinked again. His eyes were still shut soaking in the feeling of victory he had just visualized in his dreams to be soon turning into a reality. With a satisfying smile, he threw away the soft sheet enveloping his tough body.
Today was the big day, he thought while sipping his favourite coffee, suddenly his eyes fell on a black, cryptic diary that was placed neatly on his table with a piece of paper hanging out of it in the most obscure way possible. He trailed towards that mystery almost certain of what it was but what intrigued him more was that sheet peeping out of that diary.
He held it in his hands almost immediately recognizing the writer of it.
"Anika! he exclaimed.
Pain...is a demanding emotion right? A person can either surrender to pain or grow wild for revenge. I had surrendered to this emotion long back, a time I cannot remember. I was only breathing to live a life so lifeless...colourless until I came across YOU. I do not know your story, Shivay or shall I say Shivay Singh Oberoi...I don't but I am certain of it being a miserable one.
I have seen your eyes; they truly are a reflection of your heart. The agony and anguish in those orbs always make me feel connected to you. They speak in volumes about your inner miseries. But, I have never seen them being dull. There is always a fire burning in them which I realize now is probably blazing for revenge. I believed for days that you hated me for ruining your marriage but as I spent more time with you I realized that you didn't hate me rather you hated my entire existence and each and every time you hurt me my mind tried hard to understand why were you doing it? For which I have no answers even today.
Though I am easily convinced that something terrible has happened in the past, I cannot sit helpless and see my home being ruined brick by brick each and every passing day through me. I am truly sorry for doing this but I am going away, far away from you with my family to a land unreachable and out of your vengeful sight. I hope this diary brings you more power, money and satisfaction of destroying the Singhania' reputation forever.
I shall remain thankful to you forever for giving me back a family I truly own, by infusing new energy in my otherwise lifeless soul and for creating the Anika' I am today.
He folded the piece of paper creasing out the ends neatly before placing it in his right pocket.
"Khanna! Organize a press conference immediately. he roared.
In the press conference
He jumps out of his black SUV in the most suave manner and makes his way towards the dais as the hungry media crowds around the place only to be obstructed by the many bodyguards surrounding him.
"Welcome everyone. He speaks out silencing the murmuring media persons, "I am here to make an important announcement today.
"What is it, Mr Shivay Singh? enquires one of the reporters.
"I, Shivay Singh Oberoi, son of late Shakti Singh Oberoi has taken over the Singhania Group of companies successfully.
Loud gasps accompanied with stunned eyes filled the room.
He proceeded, "Yes, it must be shocking for everyone today but I am the eldest son of Shakti Singh Oberoi, who as all of us know passed away in a mysterious accident and many here thought that his family too died in the fire but here I stand in front of you taking over my father's legacy from his best friend and business partner Mr Tej Singhania.
"He is not here amongst us today owing to his retirement from this hectic business. As soon as he found out that I am Shakti's son he could not contain his happiness and made way for a long pilgrimage.
"What about your wife,Mr Shivay? one of the reporters questioned.
"Ahan...Tia, this reminds me all of you are up for some more masala' news today. he smiles mildly, the edge of his lips forming a curve.
"She is not my wife! he spat, moving out of the room in a whisk.
"Shivay baby, what have you done? Can't you see Anika is gone now and along with her all the problems also. We can get married now, right! What was the need to reveal the truth?
His fists tightened hearing that name and also the constant blabbering annoyed him to the core.
"Oh dearies! You want to marry me in front of the entire universe! she exclaimed.
"Dumb woman. He murmured under his breath. Getting up from his seat, he faced Tia playing that video where she was having a lot of fun after running away from her wedding with Shivay.
She stood there dumb-found looking at it and ran away from that place without speaking a word further.
He read the letter for the fiftieth time since he had got it.
"Galat kiya tumne...bahut galat (You have done wrong...extremely wrong) he thought taking in the alcohol to soothe his profoundly infuriated brain.