Aanya’s POV: I am wearing a full pink outfit. Pink floral crop shirt with loose-fit pants and an ankle-length cardigan with floral prints. It was beautiful. Anita and I went shopping yesterday to buy some things. Well, she invited me to join her and her family. It feels good to be back with my friend whom I haven’t seen in ages. Anita’s mother and my mother were also close. Our brothers were best friends with each other. Her In-laws are so kind, caring and welcoming. She looks so radiant and there is a new glow to her every time I see her. I saw her husband Ranveer Agarwal when we meet at the station 2 days ago. He is silent and observant from what I can see but also a workaholic but he still cares and finds time for Anita. I haven’t had anyone from England reach out to me except Ryan and Charlotte. Who is going to look out for me anyway? Anyways, now here I am at the bridegroom party enjoying myself. I saw many of my old classmates even the ones I didn’t like. Meet new peopl
Aanya’s POV: I am a mess. My head is pounding, my room is a wreck, and I feel like puking. All in one. It’s the most terrible way to start my morning. To add to that, someone is knocking on my door for the past 5 minutes. ‘Just leave’, I want to shout at the person behind those doors but I can’t, I can’t be rude to them. I got up and went to open the door. A room attendant, a male and the same height as mine, was standing outside with a tray full of food, water and tablets. Huh?? “You morning breakfast, ma’am.” “But I don’t remember ordering anything.” “It’s one of the special services you paid for ma’am” Then he turned around and left. Thank I guess. What a morning! I pulled the tray inside and closed the door. I looked around my room to see the dress I wore yesterday is one the floor, my suitcase is wide open, I am just wearing a big shirt – don’t even know where that came from – and the bathroom and closet room is wide open. Great!! I started cleaning by brushing my teeth and
Aanya's POV: It's almost 12:30 pm and the wedding is almost about to start and I am still half dressed. I still need to do my makeup and some slight changes to my hair. The wedding starts in 15 mins. The past 2 days have been hell for me. Maybe hell itself might be an understatement. ~Flashback~ "Why did you have to follow me to India and then follow me around the mall? It's embarrassing!!" "Maybe you should have thought about that before leaving" "I sent you a message and an email!!" I shouted "Explain the £70000" "There is nothing to explain. You called me a gold digger and give me your black card. I used it to my advantage" "Why the fuck did you donate to the charity then?!?!" he started getting frustrated "I was hoping you wouldn't find out but since you did, you should be thankful. I am trying to help you." He started speeding and I had to clutch onto the seats tightly "Can you please slow down? You are going over the speed limit!!" He kept quiet and kept on speeding.
Anaya’s POV: I always loved psychology. I wanted to take a course on it for university but my father didn’t support it. He told me to have a 9 am-5 pm job so I will be able to have a social circle and life. Not like I wanted or didn’t want one. I did take it for my A-Levels, it was amazing. I always believed there is something psychological behind everything, including family. Psychologically family is defined as a group of two or more persons related by birth, marriage or adoption who live together. But I don’t think just because they live together, they will be a family. Close family relationships afford a person better physical, mental, and emotional health. I never had a sense of peace and harmony in the house I lived with my father and mother close to each other. It affected my siblings and me a lot. My father had anger issues and my mother was never really happy with how things went on when she was not nearby. They both didn’t like what each other liked to do. But what my pare
Evan’s POV: I was talking about the threats I have been receiving from a gang about Aanya when I received a call from my secretary. “Speak” “Sir, Mrs Rodriguez's naked pictures are going viral on the internet.” “What!?” I heard a door slam nearby. I started moving to the door to exit. “I want it off the internet and everybody in the fucking world in the next 1 hour. I don’t want to hear anybody speaking about it. Not. A. Single. Soul. Do you understand?” “Yes sir. It will be done in less than an hour.” I ended the call and reached downstairs where everyone was gathered. Father and Ryker were behind me. The tele was on and the news reporter was going on about the different speculation. Everyone was watching the news and the emotion on everyone’s face was different. Some were angry, some shocked, some sad. It was Chester’s emotion that intrigued me. “CHESTER!” Aanya was at the top of the stairs. Some of her mascara was smeared across her face while her face totally red from tears
Grey Family: Mason Grey - Father (separated) Kiara Pedro - Mother (separated) Aanya Christine Grey - 1st daughter (Main Female Lead) Maria Pedro Grey - 2nd daughter Chester Jacob Pedro - Only son Rodriguez Family: Xavier Rodriguez - Ex-Spanish Mafia Don / Ex-CEO of Rodriguez Industries / Father Patricia Rodriguez - Stepmother Ryker Rodriguez - 1st son (married) Evan Rodriguez - 2nd son / COO of Rodriguez Industries / Second-in-command for the Spanish Mafia Don (Main Male Lead) Chloe Rodriguez - 1st daughter Amara and Amyra Rodriguez - The twins Ryker's Family: Ryker Rodriguez - Spanish Mafia Don / Father / CEO of Rodriguez Industries Analeigh Steven Rodriguez - Spanish Mafia Donna / Mother Sander and Sasha Rodriguez - The twins Aanya's Friends: Ryan Lewis Charlotte Marks Ashley Baines Lana Ndlovu Naomi Reynolds Jenna Walker Alisha Rogers Anita Krishnan / Agarwal Evan's Friends: Rider Sullivan Mason Alexander William Carter
Aanya’s POV: Azernia, located in the west of Earkria and known for their special slang. It’s not the best place in the world but for me, it is where all of it started so it was special towards me. I like the city centre, Chinatown, the buses, the different food, the different shops in Tribulation Square, the Monolith Plaza, Cyprus road and finally my home in Masto. My humble abode. A small village on the outskirts of AzerniaThe first and last and only house I lived in Azernia. The house where I have my friends to have a sleepover. The house where my “family” lived, the house where I and my siblings mostly fought over silly things and also the house which I brought without my father knowing it. It was calm. No one knew about me – at least that’s what I hope. After I got here, I went for a walk around the area but on the way back I got a job as a waitress at a local restaurant nearby. Its good timing and It keeps my head of the things that happened to me. I have come to terms with wha
Aanya’s POV: “What do you want? What are you doing here? I though I told you I don't want to see you in my life anymore” We were in the living room. My mother, father, and my siblings, they are all here. “Darling, how have you been?” “I don’t have time for role play. What. Do. You. Want?” “Aanya we came to apologize. Mom and I, we are both sorry.” It was Maria “Save it, I don’t want to hear it. I have heard enough apologies and excuses to last me a lifetime.” “That’s enough Aanya, you are being overly dramatic. You are not a kid. This is life and you have to accept it, whether you like it or not.” I could see Evan coming inside the room, but he stayed quiet. Standing nest to the door way.I scoffed and said “It might be life, but it is my life, and I refuse to let anyone toy with it anymore. My whole life has been keeping up with expectations like- like I am a robot who is not supposed to have any emotion. As a matter of fact, you were the worst father anyone could ever have. Yo