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 POV "Wish you all the best, Mom..." Aaron hugged her and Myra kissed his forehead hugging him tightly. "Thank you, my boy," Myra patted his back and waved at Aaron. Angela was waiting for her, she happily got in the car. "Wish you all the best..." A message popped up on her phone screen. A smile erupted as the name on the top was displayed - Hitler. She bit her downward lip and replied - Thanks. "Is she behaving rudely with him?" She thought and jerked off her thought immediately. As the car stopped in front of the building, her heart was beating rapidly. For the first time, she asked, "Angela, will you come with me?" "I'm always around you, Ma'am," She retorted with a smile, and today, she stopped behind Myra as her assistant or her bodyguard. Angela always stays around her but without her knowledge, this time, she is with her request and officially. Angela is a well-trained lady and the best performer in her training institute. Austin has selected her, especially
Author's POV The entire place was filled with people from the fashion world to witness the fashion show organized by Black Inc. Myra was getting ready in her room. Her heart was plummeting with different types of emotions. When the artist has done, she glimpsed her final look in the mirror. She can't imagine herself like this ever. She fell for her own beauty. She was looking not less than a fairy now. Her strapless dress and a big diamond necklace was adding charm to her beauty. Her hair was braided from one side and fastened in a messy bun with a diamond broach. One bracelet is in her left hand and the rest is showing the charm of her long white hand. Though the makeup was dark to match up with her bright red dress. She joined her team members backstage and the show was going on. Her heart was beating rapidly. She remembered her mother and Aaron's morning wishes made her smile, "Mom, wish you good luck and you will rock the ramp." Angela was standing behind her taking care of
Author's POV Myra was sitting on a hammock in the corridor, she was lost in her deep thoughts. It has been a week, and the event was successfully ended but still, this event is living on social media and news. She turned off her phone and hid behind the doors for a week. She is officially announced as Mrs. Black, which she never wants. The maid came and informed her handing her the small envelope, "Ma'am, this is an envelope for you." She opened it and unfold the letter which she got from the envelope. Tears pricked her eyes as she read it. "Mrs. Myra Austin Black, We are unable to contact so here is the last reminder for you, kindly consider it. Your payment has been transferred to your account and our needful is done by us. We wish you to come to the company for once to sign some documents. Yours faithfully Alpesh." His signature was pasted on the letter. This can be told by Nate too but nobody disturbed him. Either, Nate doesn't care for her. She knows that Alpesh and Hira
Author's POV "How you got hospitalized?" Pakhi barked in the hospital's Deluxe room. "All the blessings of your Austin Black?" Adam answered and tried to move a little but his entire body was aching. "What?" Pakhi screamed with panic. "Yeah, he is a psychopath," Adam shouted but his mouth ached and he shut it immediately. "When I touched that bitch, I don't know that she is his wife, he punished me for abusing her the night before the event," Adam screamed in pain. Pakhi rolled her eyes seeing him wrapped in white bandages. Not a single part of his body is spared. She shook her head and understand, "Why didn't you die? I don't think how do you survive?" "Tell me how and what happened?" Pakhi sat on the stool. "His men caught me and took me with them. He was already waiting for me there, in an entire forest area, he was sitting on the chair and his left leg was on his right knee. He was desperately tapping his feet on the stone. It was clear that he was disappointed for some
Author's POV Angela threw Pakhi in the trash and warned her not to show her face again to Myra. She was just in her lingerie and her hands are fastened by her dress. Angela left her on the road as it is and left the place. Myra was still crying but Angela stood outside of the room. Myra cried for a long and then she strode to the bed. She fastened his clothes on his body with a lot of difficulties and covered his entire body with a duvet. She laid down next to her and caressed his hair. Tears with a smile, making her face more attractive. She pecked on his forehead and rubbed her nose with his nose. Due to crying hard, her nose turned red like a cherry. She brushed off her tears and hugged him. There was no Aaron between them. She hugged him and fell into a deep sleep. She couldn't resist her feelings for him. The next morning... Myra's sleep is broken by the sudden movement of Austin. She tightened her hug and slept again. Though it was difficult for her, she curled up more in
Peter's POV I heard her, she was cursing under her breath. I was confused as she spoke in another language. "What just she said?" I asked with amusement. "She just called us, Donkey," Austin sighed and feeling awkward. He was totally exhausted by Myra's shouting. "What?" I screamed as I was shocked. She just called me,- Donkey. No, she called both of us - Donkey. Suddenly, my mind blinked and I thought, how did he know. I asked further, "Wait, how do you know this? She said in another language." "She said in Hindi, an Indian language," Austin answered and stormed out of the room grabbing his suit. As usual angry and ruthless. "How does he know Hindi?" My mind sparked. I went to my room and got refreshed and took a quick shower. As I need to talk to Myra. I got ready and headed back to her room. She was still in the bathroom. I waited outside impatiently. After a few more minutes of waiting, the door of the closet opened and she stepped out. She glanced at me, then ignored me
Author's POV Peter has a lot of questions roaming in his brain regarding Myra and her mother. First of all, he was thinking that she is an orphan and now her mother came and she is in New York City. If Austin knows about her mother, why didn't he tell her about her mother yet? He asked once they drove on the highway, "Will you explain me? Who is her mother? Why didn't you tell her that her mother is in New York City?" "It's a long history buddy, I will tell you later," Austin laughed shortly and concentrated on driving. "Okay, I can wait," Peter asserted and implored, " What Moore told you?" "As usual, his threats of killing me and kidnap Aaron, etc, etc..." Austin shrugged off and laughed. He is taking Mr. Moore easier than he is. Peter shook his head and began after Austin, "Why are you silent in this matter? Shut his mouth permanently." "He had a big empire with a giant clan," Austin sighed and started tapping the steering wheel. The car speed increased and very soon, his ca
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