FRACTURED PROMISES.

Chapter 2

Aditya.

She was sitting on the railing, if she shifted an inch away, she would be dead. I let my hand out, hoping she would comply and step down. Her face, her expressions..they both looked horrified. I needed her to listen to me, just this time.

She pointed a finger. My eyes narrowed at her gesture, the direction in which she pointed her finger.

Mine. It was me.

"All because of you..." she whispered as she flew her body backwards and fell.
.......

I drink a sip of my whiskey, overlooking the sky from the 40th floor of the building that I owned. It was raining. I liked the weather. Gloomy, dark, depressing...

And also destructive. My favourite adjective.

I placed the glass on the table and tipped my head back on the chair. Thinking about what I've achieved in these nine years of my life. A billion-dollar empire, from scratch. A penthouse at one of the most influential buildings, and many more

Also, chick's on their knees, begging for my cock.

But I wasn't attracted to them. They are not worthy of my fucking presence.

The only thing I was attracted to was that woman. The bane of my existence, The one who I jerked off to with her thoughts, the one whose face I see every day when j wake up and the last face I remember before going to bed.

The one whom I despised more than anything else.

I was the CEO of one of Asia's richest security companies, which I bought from the ground to up for god's sake. The one who was feared by every politician, actors and people who did dirty work behind the scenes. I was approached by every man or a woman for evidence, or removal of evidence. I don't give a fuck about any until and unless they kept their mouths shut and gave me the chunk of money that I deserved.

These bastards would do anything and pay any amount of money to receive or erase the evidence. I like to brag about my IQ. I built all these systems and sold some of them to the government, and some of them I kept for my illegal activities.

The door opened and there entered a man. With green eyes and brown hair, he doesn't look close to any Indian. Evan Roy entered my office without fucking knocking on the door.

"Get out," I said, pouring more whiskey from the tumbler.

"If you are done with your self-pity party, get to work" he said slamming the files down on the glass table and scowling at me. I met Evan when I was studying Software engineering at Stanford in California. He's like the brother I never had. I knew why he approached me all these years ago. To be close to someone who he's been obsessed with. Even though he did that on purpose, he's the only person that I can trust. When I was in the process of building my company alongside my studies, he helped me with a lot of things. He only wanted one thing from me. To provide him with a home and the highest-paying job in the company.

I gave him 50 per cent of my company.

His past is the same as mine. We both understand the harsh reality. So I helped him and he's been stuck with my ass for five years. I can't even fire him, he won't listen to me and flip me off instead.

"I'm not in the mood Evan. Leave me the fuck alone" I said while pinching the bridge of my nose.

"You have always not been in the mood since you met your ex nine months ago," Evan spoke and I was surprised I didn't smash my glass in the middle of his face. 

"What about you Evan? You also seem a little diverted because of a certain supermodel whom you are stalking, which also happens to be my ex's friend?" I said while smirking. He pushed my button and I pushed his. He thought I didn't notice what he's been up to.

His head snapped towards my direction, his jaw hardened and he took a deep breath.  His hand turned into a fist and I smirked. Fuck with me and I'll fuck with you harder.

"You don't speak of her. Get her out of your mind Aditya I mean it" He said.

"Same goes for you asshole" I picked up the file and sighed.

"It's from the top University. Offering internships for students. Resumes are in there" he said as he sat down on the chair.

"I don't need fucking kids in my companies. We already have a psychologist" I don't like my system ruined. I don't like to change anything, it ticks me off. I flipped through the pages and groaned. Top of the class, great at giving advice blah fucking blah.

I flip through the last page. The picture staring at me, smiling was the face that I were familiar with. Too familiar. My gaze diverted to the name written in bold letters.

Priyanka Singh Malhotra.

My nemesis, my obsession, the person I  hate the most in this world. When she met me 9 months ago after 4 years, my world stilled. She walked through the door like a sin waiting to happen. I tried to get her out of my system. To forget about her. To forget about how she ruined us. I was doing well in the past four years. Then I saw her again with Ishika Singh Malhotra who approached me for someone's naked pictures being taken.

I didn't know whose picture it was. My work is to retrieve the evidence and vanish it. I was fucking pissed that Ishika Singh Malhotra didn't tell me that it was Priyanka's pictures. She felt so vulnerable, so broken, begging me to delete her pictures.

I loved it when she begged, I wanted to lick every tear that escaped her eyes, I wanted to take her then and there, bend her over the table, punish her for disappearing on me and lock her at my penthouse so she could never escape me.

Then I held a condition over her head. I can use it any way I want. Especially when I killed that motherfucker Aarav for her. Chopped his dick and shoved it down his throat to let her brother know that what I did couldn't be done by them.

"What? You're not blinking, fucking blink Aditya" Evan said.

I slammed the file down for him to see. He grabbed the file, his reaction was the same as mine.

"Now who's not blinking?" I said.

"Holy fuck Aditya...." He spoke.

"Call the university. Tell them she's chosen and if they offer her to any other company I'll reveal the marks swapping they do. Also, tell them that I know about the secret of the suicide of a student that they hid from the world."

"I thought you hated her"

"Who says I don't? She owed me remember? It is about time that I destroy her like she did. I own her"

She doesn't know what's coming for her. I'll punish her for every year, week, hour, minute and seconds I spent without her.

My own little toy.

Who has always been mine.

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Aditya's pov is here!
I think I could do better with him. I didn't like my writing in this chapter.
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