"Allora signor Francesco, ha capito tutto?" I was back facing that person and asked him while taking a puff of cigarette and looking outside from my cabin window and roaming my eyes on the roads of Milan.
(So Mr. Francesco, do you understand everything?)
"Sì, signore. Non si preoccupi, non avrà occasione di lamentarsi." He said
(Yes, sir. don't worry, you won't get chance to complain.)
"E' quello che voglio anch'io" I said while moving my face toward him.
(That's what I want too)
He is Francesco, the most trusted man after Sahil, and he handles the Italy branch when Ayaan is not here.
His loyalty and efficiency are unmatched, earning him the respect and confidence from everyone within the company.
With a sharp mind and unwavering dedication, Francesco ensures that works run smoothly, maintaining the company's reputation for excellence.
His careful attention to detail and quick decision-making abilities make him an indispensable asset.
Ayaan knows he can rely on Francesco to handle any situation with grace and precision, making him an invaluable ally in the intricate world of business and beyond.
There was a knock on my cabin door and I allow the person to enter in.
"Ayaan, we should go now. Driver is here." Sahil said while entering in the cabin.
I nodded and started moving with him outside. There were only few employees in the office as it was already off but they have some work so they were working till now. They bid bye to us but we didn't give any attention to them or more to say I didn't give attention.
After reaching outside, we settled in the car and driver start the car. In half an hour we reached the airport.
Our plane was going to take off in 15 minutes so we wait for sometime. When announcement made we move toward our plane, we booked business class seats for us.
As the plane started to flew, I started getting all the thoughts of that day, when I came here after leaving her. But I shrugged away my thoughts and open my laptop because I don't want to think about all this.
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The sky was painted with the soft glow of the moon as another day came to an end. After dinner, everyone retreated to their rooms, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I took a moment to say my prayers before stepping out onto the balcony of my room. The cool night air brushed against my skin as I gazed up at the luminous moon, its gentle light casting a calm aura over the night.
As I stood there, memories of the past flooded my mind once again. The day I got married, filled with hopes and dreams for the future, only to have it shattered when he left me on our reception day. The pain still stayed, like a constant ache in my heart that I couldn't get rid of.
Lost in my thoughts, I continued to stare at the moon, its peaceful beauty offering a small comfort in the midst of my confusion. I wondered if he ever thought about me as I did about him. But thinking alot about the past only brought more pain, so I pushed the thoughts aside and decided to retire to my room.
With a heavy heart, I made my way back inside and settled into bed, hoping that sleep would offer me some break from the memories that haunted me. Closing my eyes, I tried to focus on the peaceful stillness of the night, willing myself to let go of the pain and find some peace. Eventually, exhaustion overtook me, and I drifted off into a fitful sleep, hoping that tomorrow would bring a brighter day.
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The Enchanted Hearts
عاطفية(𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬) Step into the dazzling world of jewelry where 𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 is the big boss of Ayaan's Adornment Corporation. He's successful, smart, and oh-so-handsome. Then there's 𝐙𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐍𝐨...
