It was a cold windy night, the clouds had decided to rain as heavy as possible.
There was a thin figure standing at the balcony of the mini castle. Dressed in a thin gown ,her hairs were dancing on her shoulders to the rhythm of the wind, the moonlight which was falling on her face made her to glow even more. The jasmine scent had covered her body like a mist.
She was staring the dark sky with her bright eyes ,who had forgotten the whole world .
The sudden voice startled her. "It seems the wind had something special, Priya. " Telling this an old lady who was at her late 40's dressed in a simple khadi indian saree. Walked towards her and wrapped shawl around her.
"Even I think the same, Massi".
Priya is the one among the top business women in the city. She had lost her parents in a car accident five years ago. From that day onwards she changed herself.
That truma had changed her totally. The one who was used to be charming was now turned into serious person. She rarely talk with others, except her Massi who has been her care taker from her childhood and her childhood friend sindu who stays in India.
Priya's mother ,Kajal was an Indian . She was raised in a orphan charity, due to her smartness she got a job in London, where her life took the new turn. Though it was a small event management company, she had secured a job as event manager. She had conducted many events which took her company to the another level.
In one of the event she met Christ . His heart was stolen in the first meeting with her. Her simplicity , elegance and her smartness made him to get attracted towards her unknowingly.
The owner of five-star hotels was nothing in front of his star now. After few meetings Kajal fell for him and then they tide with each other. Though kajal married to a rich person of the city. she never stop working ,she had built her own event management company. After few years of their marriage they were blessed with a girl child priya and Ganga was appointed as a nanny.When everything was going good, there should be something which should go wrong, right. Here it goes .
As Kajal and Christ started to make their name in their own filed, there were others who started to get jealous of their position. The enemies jealous didn't stop there only it started to carve for their lives. They attempted many attacks on them but still they were used to some how saved.
Everytime our luck won't work for us.
The time came when the enemies became friends to each other. Made a fullproof plan.
It was a rainy night . when priya was waiting for them on her 18th birthday. The phone rings , she was shocked to hear the news from other side. " Hello ma'am it's Local cops ,we have found the dead body of Mr and Mrs Christ on the highway road. Please come and check it ma'am ".
She went to the place with her grandfather James. When she saw her parents in such a tragic conditions she breakdown into tears.
James started to take care of priya. He took her away from the big city of London to the small island . He thought each and every single business lessons to her. And made her so strong that no one can understand her next move.
Priya was not only a grand daughter of James ,she was also a heire of two different industry. Until priya was perfectly trained to handle that position, James took care of it.
On her 21st birthday she took her position. It was a big deal to handle but she was made for it.
She was smart enough to give counter attack to her enemies and kindhearted enough to the honest staff members. But her coold appearance would bring a chills to anyone.
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The Castle Girl
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