His lost Amore [COMPLETED]

CHAPTER-29

Published on- 19/09/22

AUTHOR'S POV

1 year later...

It was pitch dark throughout the room with one single beam flashing from the spacious window.

It was a few hours before sunset. Around 5.

Behind the large mahogany desk sat the most powerful name in the entire business world. ABHIMANYU DUTTA.

He is contemplated to be the most rancorous, cold, vicious billionaire out there.

He radiates raw dominance. He is impudent and knows no mercy for his rivals.

The large wooden door opened slowly indicating someone's arrival.

"Mr. Dutta, you have a meeting with Agnihotri's in 15 mins, then a dinner meeting with WR corporations at 8" a man in his early 50's informed him adjusting his specs.

"Cancel all the meetings for today, Mr. Vyas" he ordered standing up from the chair taking his coat and car keys.

"And fix all the meetings after 12 pm tomorrow. Don't disturb me before that" he said before going out of his cabin.

Just as he was going to step inside the elevator someone called him.

He turned around to face his exact copy.

"Bhai, when will you come back home? Ma, papa miss you" Veer said nearly frustrated because his hopes were as low as the water levels in Rajasthan.

"How are you and Ruhi?" he smiled patting his shoulder as his eyes showed a hint of guilt. But it went as it came.

"We are fine, Bhai. But when will you come back?" he again asked not wanting to give him a chance to change the topic this time.

"We are happy in our small home, Veer. We don't want to come for now" he said and went inside the elevator giving him a small smile.

Veer just looked at the closed elevator as a tear slipped down his eyes...

...

He came down to the parking lot and sat inside his car.

His eyes fell on the ring on his ring finger and a smile spread across his lips.

He kissed the ring and started the car, pulling out from the parking lot.

After almost 45 mins drive, he reached a deserted house.

Away from the city life...

Away from the hustle bustle of the city...

He parked the car and went to the garden.

He crouched down on his knees and caressed the small mango sapling.

"You are growing fast" he smiled watering it from the watering can placed beside it.

He then moved towards the backyard and switched on the fairy lights which immediately brightened the entire area.

Removing his shoes and taking a packet from the rack he moved towards the small pond.

Leaves were floating on the surface and air bubbles were popping in the water.

The small sounds fishes were making, filled the air with an exotic language of rustle, ticks, and creaks.

He folded his legs in Indian style and sat on the bank of the pond, watching the fishes swim by.

This is a quiet, relaxing, and peaceful place to be, where no one can bother him.

He smiled at the fishes which were coming near him, as if greeting him.