Author's POV Peter's phone was buzzing continuously and he was ignoring it as he was busy in his lovemaking session with a blonde girl. His VIP lounge was filled with their moans. Once he filled her with his hot liquid, he breathed and relaxed. He glanced at his wrist band and he found the name 'Austin'. He lifted the girl from the top of him and picked up the call. He teased, "Aren't you feeling sleepy, buddy?" He laughed and added, "How can a man sleep when in front of him a live sex bomb is sleeping peacefully and you can't do anything with it?" "Shut up otherwise I will kill your junior forever," Austin shouted at him and that was enough to shut his mouth. "What happened?" Peter changed the topic. "She left the job," Austin pressed his head hard and stridden into his study room. "What have done with her?" Peter dismissed the girl and started donning his clothes. "Nothing," Austin shouted and explained to Peter how and what happened. Peter slapped his forehead and thought,
Author's POV"Good evening, my heroes," Myra giggled as Austin and Aaron occupied their seats among the dining chairs.Austin's ears rose as she greeted him. He couldn't believe it. He was just gawking at her with his gaped mouth."Good evening, Austin, Myra, and My little monster champ," Grandpa greeted as he sat on the head chair of the dinner table."Good evening super grandpa, and it's a high five," Aaron raised his hand, and they high fives. Grandma and Declan also greeted everyone and occupied their seats.Myra was serving dinner to everyone. Austin gulped hard and averted his gaze from her to grandpa. Declan's presence is not much liked by Austin but still, he is tolerating him."What's special today, mom?" Aaron asked licking his lips while inhaling the delicious smell of food."Something something," Myra winked and served him kheer in a small glass bowl."Woww, it's my favorite," Aaron chuckled and grabbed his spoon when Myra stopped him from holding his hands."No, it's too h
Author's POV Myra was so happy as well as tired. She was feeling like a queen as Austin was treating her the entire day. She visited so many places in NYC. The last is the diner. The dinner was planned and for that, he had booked the entire floor of the seven-star restaurant. As she was looking up at the restaurant, She was silently thinking, about why the top floor of the restaurant is empty. Though others are full and the last one is only vacated. It was visible through glass walls. She trudged as Aaron was pulling her. When someone's gaze caught her attention. She feels that someone is staring at her, she whirled and found that their guards had stopped a couple. A man and woman in their mid-fifties. She stopped, so Aaron also stopped. Austin was talking on the phone call, his attention was diverted to Myra and Aaron, who stopped and gawked at the couple. Austin hung up the call immediately and grabbed Myra's hand to drag her inside. "Austin, don't you want to introduce your wif
Author's POV "Myra... Myra..." Hiral (Mrs. Patel) asked shaking her at her desk. Myra came out of her trance, she blushed biting her lower lips. She likes when he pecked on her cheeks. It's still affecting her and her face turned cherry red. She facepalmed herself and wiggled her head. "Yes, Aunty," She answered her. "Are you okay? I'm observing you since morning, you are smiling frequently and your mind is also lost somewhere. Probably you are not concentrating on your work," Mrs. Patel pulled a chair and sat next to her. "Nothing like that," Myra stuttered while responding to her. She realized that she hadn't accomplished her routine work and it was already lunchtime. She rubbed her scalp making funny facial expressions. She has been caught. "Ok, leave it. It happens in your age group. Maybe, you meet a guy, and you are lost in his thought," Hiral teased her and Myra bit her lower lips harshly to control her blush. "No..." Both laughed and Hiral asserted, "You need to go ou
Myra's POV On the last day of Navratri, it comes so fast, I wish it would come after more days. I'm not Gujarati, but my friends were Gujarati when I was in school. That's how I learned these Garba steps. Pakhi, one of my best friends and my crime partner, too. Today, I miss her, we didn't meet for a long time, when I came to Delhi, there was no option of contacting her. Though I wrote letters to her, I didn't receive any reply from her. That hurt and then, I moved on and my friends were left in Mumbai. As time passes, everything changed and now, I'm Mrs. Black, 'temporary Mrs. Black' - My brain reckoned me. I pulled out my phone and dialed Ruhi's number, my wrestler and one-woman army. We talked a lot once I got this phone from Aaron. But today, I'm missing Pakhi and I don't know where she is, so I called my wrestler. "Hey, how are you?" She picked up rapidly. "Fine, aren't sleeping?" I asked. "I was feeling that my alarm friend is going to call me, so I was waiting for your ca
Myra's POV Max's cold palm touched my bareback. Strangely, I was feeling uncomfortable. My gaze collided with Mr. Black and I wriggled in his arms straightening my corpse. Max left me straight, "Relax... Are you okay?" He immediately knelt and lifted my gown a little bit up to check my leg, if I got any injury."I'm fine, it was just a mistake. I missed or forgot the step so this happens, I'm sorry and thanks for saving me," I thanked Max but my eyes are contemplating on Mr. Black. My breathing hitched as our gazes locked. He was sitting in his signature style, the left leg is resting on the right leg's knee and the right leg is continuously tapping the floor. It is showing that he is not easy now or suffering from any tension. But what kind of tension when he is enjoying the night. "Myra, you should be careful," He touched my feet and I realized he is checking my legs. I pulled my leg rapidly and stepped back. "I'm all good," I stuttered. I don't know why, but Max's touch was m
Author's POV The next morning, Myra flickered her eyes, her head was aching badly. She immediately pressed her forehead and closed her eyes again. Abruptly, she realized that she is on the bed and draped with a duvet. She hopped up unfastening her eyes. She remembered the last night moment. Once again, tears flow over her cheeks. She glanced at the space next to her on the bed. "Did he place me here?" She thought and shook her head. She changed her mind and stood up from the bed. As she stepped out of the bed, a new phone was placed on the nightstand. It's the actual copy of her phone. She looked for her broken phone but she didn't find it anywhere. She grabbed the new iPhone and unlocked it with trembling hands. The same lock screen wallpaper. She and Aaron are rocking on the locked screen. As she unlocked the phone, once again she and Aaron are smiling on her phone screen. Tears streamed again rapidly. She rapidly brushed off and checked other data on the phone, everything is
Author's POV Myra was practicing hard on the ramp for the best performance and Hiral was helping and guiding her a lot. It has been two hours, she was walking on the ramp. Their gazes were caught by clapping sounds coming from the entrance of the hall. Myra giggled as she saw Mr. Handa and Mr. Alpesh coming toward them clapping their hands. "Excellent, I'm sure you will be selected," Alpesh chuckled and hugged Hiral. "So, your show is on a new year's day, right?" Mr. Handa asked Hiral and Myra. They nodded sadly and gave him a short smile. "But I'm glad that you are doing hard work. Sometimes, success needs impediments and we have to fulfill them. One day, you will get a big title my child," Mr. Handa ruffled Myra's hair. He was feeling like he is teasing his daughter. "Thank you so much, if all of your wishes are with me I will get it and I need it for my mother," Myra said happily but the last sentence made her sad. Myra has shared about her mother to Hiral and Alpesh. They ar
Author's Note : Hello, guys... I'm glad that all of you support me till the end. I hope you like the journey of Myra and Austin. Now, here is an epilogue of the story. I hope that you are not disappointed in the end. I had given my best to this story. 🥰 Don't forget to leave your comment on the details page of the book. It's a humble request to all my silent readers, GO TO THE DETAILS PAGE OF THE STORY AND GIVE RATE AND REVIEW regarding the story. Leave your comments, what you like or dislike. Your reviews make me delighted. Here is also an ANNOUNCEMENT of my upcoming book on GOOD NOVEL..... Title :~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"THE MYSTERIOUS BRIDE OF THE BILLIONAIRE"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~It will be available soon on the app once it will be signed. Do support me in this book also. Thanks in advance. You can stay tuned with me for my upcoming stories
Myra's POV The day was the worst nightmare of our life. But I have witnessed the edge of the evil mind on that day. Demetrio Moore, the head of the mafia clan, the wicked mind is now behind the bar. Sometimes, it takes time to understand the plan of God but if we try to come out of problems, we would never fail. Laterally, Aaron told me that he was hidden by Moore behind the glass door and he had promised Moore that if we choose Aiden among them, Aaron would stay with Moore forever. But Aaron's trust won, he was sure that we love him more and I chose him. Moore has broken up the mental strength of my Aaron. He blackmailed this poor child and made him inspire to compare himself with our newborn, Aiden. Our life is so hectic now, after Aiden's birth, I have joined his office. And I'm working there with him, just because, he doesn't want me far away from him. We go together and come back home together. Entirely, he wishes me to be with him every se
Myra's POV "Both of my boys are with Moore. I'm sorry, this happened. But I will come back with them," As Austin informed me, I felt like someone has snatched my breath. My heartbeat halted with a churn in my stomach. My newborn, my six years old son is with the biggest enemy of our life. I was disappointed as he was failed to find our newly born boy but now it was time to rescue my both kids. I behaved rudely with Austin but I was crying and frustrated. "Austin..." I cried when he was about to leave when he heard me, he whirled back to see me with hope and concern. I know I'm his strength, he needs my support mentally now because the kidnapper doesn't want money, he wants my son. "I want my both children..." I demanded as he nodded and stepped back. His eyes are gleaming as he whirled back, I cried looking at the disappearing figure of Austin. "How will my baby survive without me?" I thought but I know that he will not t
Austin's POV Finally, I'm a father... I was just admiring the blood-covered tiny newborn when the nurse came forward to take him with her to wipe it and clean him from the blood. After some time, the nurse came back with the baby in her arms which are now cleaned from the blood and wrapped in a white neat cloth. She handed him to me first, reluctantly I glanced at Mom Rashmi. She smiled and gestured for me to hold him. I have never held any child in my life. I took him, still, fear that the baby would be slipped from my hands or what if I held him with much force? Meanwhile, he started crying and Myra was not shifted to the room yet. Seeing him crying, mom held her and started stroking him. He remained silent and slept for a while. Then mom gave him back to me and I was enjoying the moment of being a father. Myra was shifted to the VIP room. The baby was already with us. When she tried to get up, she was groaning. I moved forward and helped her to sit comfortably on the bed, pla
Austin's POV She is in the last days of her pregnancy. Don't tell her but she became very huge and the bump is full and perfectly round. We are going to the hospital every alternate day as the baby could take birth on any day of this week. I'm worried because I have heard a lot of things and complications happen at the time of delivery. As much as I tried to stay calm, I failed and stress hovered over me. I couldn't sleep well at night. Myra was a little bit calm and not complaining anything to me. Her time is happily passing with my grandparents and her mother. Aaron doesn't leave her for a while. It has been night and we had our dinner an hour ago. She was playing with her phone and I was busy with my laptop. I have noticed a kind of uneasiness and restlessness in her since the morning. She was not sitting quite. I asked her many time, - Are you okay? But she denied it and I'm worried about her. She has permanent sickness of not telling me her problems to me. She kept a phon
Author's POV "Myra, I'm sorry," Austin whispered while kissing Myra's forehead. She was sleeping after lunch. Due to pregnancy hormonal changes, she sleeps anytime and often in a daytime too. Myra had lunch alone in her room, she didn't allow anyone to get in. After lunch, she slept with a lot of reluctance in her struggle. Austin glanced at the photo of her father. He is still feeling proud of this man. He never thinks that the truth will come out in this way. He felt a soft touch on his shoulder. As he lifted his gaze, he found Rashmi was standing behind him. He lowered his gaze seeing her. "She was attached to her father too much. She has the right to know, but we didn't tell her and that hurts her. She will understand sooner or later that your motive to keep this fact secret is just for her health," Rashmi sighed and caressed Myra's forehead. "Being the only child of us, she is stubborn and over-possessive about her father. But she is brave like her father," Rashmi's eyes fil
Author's POV After attending his meetings, Austin returned home before lunchtime. He was not finding Myra anywhere in the house. He was surprised as whomever he asked, nobody knew where Myra is! Finally, he asked Aaron, "Where is your Mom?" "I don't know, Dad, even, Angela and Ruhi are looking for her and she was not seen by anyone since morning," Aaron retorted while playing with his toy airplane. "Even, I hadn't met the baby yet," He pouted sadly while keeping the airplane aside. "Ohk, let me search her, we will meet the baby together," Austin kissed his forehead tenderly. Assuring him that he will find Myra, he left Aaron's room. The CCTV of the entire house is linked with his phone. He turned on the link and started looking for his room. She went out in the morning, then elevator, and then to the tenth floor. Very quickly, he found her getting inside that room. He ran towards the elevator as he didn't find her coming out of the room. As soon as he reached the tenth floor. He
Myra's POV Abruptly the multiple questions are trafficking in my little brain and it was stressing me a lot. I felt the blood rush through my veins speedily. I unlocked my phone with trembling hands. I opened the p*f sent by my uncle. As it popped up opening on my phone screen. My heart was thumping loudly. It's drumming the surrounding. I felt like my ears will become deaf due to the noise of my heartbeat. With tear-filled eyes, I started reading it. Case no, details, applicant, and the case holder or investigation team. The applicant was none other than Mr. Austin Black and the officer assigned for this case was my father. The case was filed for the safety of Amelia Ishaq Moore. Now, the scene was clear how they met, How they knew each other is clear to me. "Amelia..." I whispered in a sobbing tone, "She is Amelia..." Seeing the pictures, I slipped in the past six years ago. # Flashback... Author's POV Late in the night, Myra was reading in her room. A small house of t
Myra's POV "Hello, it's Myra, Umm... Myra Kapoor, daughter of late. Kishan Kapoor, may I talk to Mr. Digvijaysingh Rathore?" I said politely as I heard a manly voice from another side. "Yes, I'm Digvijay, Hello, Myra, how are you? It has been a long we met or talked," He said happily. I met him for the last time on the day of my father's funeral. He was one of the best friends of my father. "Hello, Uncle... I'm fine, how are you?" I asked him. "Absolutely fine, how is your mother?" He asked me back. "She is fine, too," I answered and hesitated to ask him about my father's death after so many years of that incident. "So tell me, why do you call me after so many years?" He asked as he got the idea that I haven't called him in these five years. "Uncle, it's difficult for me to ask, but..." I paused and licked my lips nervously. "I have been looking for your contact for the past fifteen days, then uncle Dinesh gave me your number, and finally, I'm able to contact you," I said in