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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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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