The Billionaire's Last Love

"Stop following me, Sid," Sana screams as she pushes him against the bar. Her eyes are burning red— filled with the agony of heartbreak. 

I keep staring at him until he moves. 

"Sure," I grin at him and get uplifting my clothes from the floor. I walk near the mirror as I dress.

I'm Sana. Sana Menon. I'm working for Green John Multinational Company. I was fifteen when my parents got separated. Sorry!! Officially divorced. I had no choice but to listen to them. I wasn't capable of bearing all my expenses so I had to follow one of the most typical rules on the earth. The rule is valid for every child whose parents are separated. I had to spend 6 months with my father and another 6 months with my mother. Though my mom always wanted me to stay with her, I didn't like to stay under the same roof with my mom's boyfriend. Yes. She had a boyfriend. And soon my father brought another wife too. Fortunately, I turned 19 when my father did that. I moved to Toronto and joined a club as an assistant DJ. My life completely changed after that. 3 years later I moved to Sid's place.

Sid. Sid Mathews. The CEO of the company I work for. Hey!! Don't get me wrong. I didn't seduce my boss. Sid and I graduated from the same college. We have been together for 5 years. He is my boyfriend?? Well, you can say that. But we never behaved like that. We love to be with each other. We understand each other. We are always there for each other. We give each other mental and physical pleasure. This is all about our relationship which is still a mystery for us.

I go to the kitchen and turn on the coffee maker. My phone buzzes. It's from my associate Tina. I have some pending work which I left yesterday to celebrate sid's birthday. Meanwhile, the doorbell rings. I can guess the only person who can arrive early morning on Sid's birthday. I walk to the door and open it as Sid's mom comes inside without saying a single word to me. She makes her way to Sid's room. Sid's mom, Lydia, is the most elegant woman I have ever met. She has the most charming personality at the age of 50. I close the door and go to the kitchen. I make 3 cups of hot coffee; One sugarless for Sid, another with 3 sugar cubes for Lydia and the last random one for me. I don't prefer coffee much. But I love to drink it with sid. As I enter Sid's room Lydia passes me a look that I expected.

"How's you, aunty? Long time," she says, handing her the mug. 

I don't wanna turn her down. Neither do I have any plans with Sana. But today I have an important meeting. I and Sana are working on a big project. I've already invested half of my bank balance for this project. Sana looks at me being confused. She too knows that I would hardly get time today.

"Sorry mom actually....," I utter. But she interrupts.

"Stop it. You don't need to make excuses. You can spend your birthday with this drunkard slut," she shrugs.

I can't look at Sana right now. I want to but I won't. Because I can't face her while my mom has no stone left to abuse her. She does it every time. And every time Sana walks away and leaves the place without saying a single word. I don't know if she is still here or not. I guess she is gone.

"Just stop it, mom," I yell at her. "Why do you keep insulting her? Again and again. Just because she drinks? Just because she was a DJ? Just because she worked in a club before? If this makes her a slut then what am I? I too drink. A lot. She worked in a club and I still visit those clubs"

I am sure Sana isn't here. If she was here, she would've stopped me from raising my voice at my mother. Mom doesn't say anything. She keeps gazing at me as I defend Sana even today.

"I don't know what makes you hate her this much. But she is a part of my life," I say in a calm voice.  

"I thought I would take my son with me today so that we can have some beautiful family moments. But I guess I expected a lot from you. Happy birthday again," she says in a rude voice as she walks out of my room leaving the coffee mug on my dressing table.

I don't follow her. I know she won't understand. Or you can say she doesn't wanna understand. I calm myself down and go to Sana's room. I discover her wearing all black formal attire. She is standing in front of the mirror and applying dark brown lipstick. I love this shade so much on her lips. It feels like I got my favourite chocolate which I can eat the whole day but never get tired of having it more and more.

I reach for her and wrap her in my arms. The scent of lavender from her body drives me crazy every time. She doesn't leave a single chance to draw me close to her.