Betrayed By Mr. Billionaire

Chapter 18

"He would never see her again," he said to himself.
But everytime he closed his eyes it could only see her.

Nights are very difficult time of the whole day, if someone ask me what haunts you the most my answer would be ‘night thoughts’ they fucking don’t let me live in peace.  I started tapping the buttons of my laptop and opened “Private folder”. That’s when her photos made contact with my eyes.

It’s always her when I close my eyes, oh I forgot the introduction. Hello, readers. My name is Arav Agnihotri and I am the CEO of Agni industries.

This is my side of story.

Life was never fair with me. My childhood was not that interesting. I wanted a common life but god has some other plans for me. I was born in one of the richest family of my country. So the life was too unfair with me. Since childhood I was raised with only one goal that I have to continue our family business and I was not even -100% interested in that.

I went against everyone and ended up with science over commerce and after securing good number of marks in higher school, I chose engineering.

Engineering- the name itself makes a curve of my lips. I still have my books with me. I always knew that I have to continue our family business but I at least tried to achieve my dreams.

Rhea use to say that ‘dreams are like favourite chocolates. They keep on changing.’ Well, I agree on this. Mine changed too.

Being rich is like a curse. One fine night my dad got a heart attack and I pity myself coz I had no time to pay attention on my father’s health coz on the very next morning I was appointed as the CEO of Agni industries.

My dreams were left behind. I was forced into business at the age of 21 or 22. I was a college going student one night and the next morning I had responsibilities of around 4, 00,000 people on my shoulders.

It gave me nothing, no peace, no sleep literally nothing. Yeah, except the money part which I never craved. I disgusted my life. I truly hated my life until she walked in.

‘She’, thinking about her gives me the inner peace. I still remember when I saw her for the first time. My love, my baby doll, my Rhea.

“I said I need that file in an hour I hope you got that clearly” I roared on the call. “Eesha you should taste this” I heard a melodies voice from outside my car.

I am sitting inside my car and the signal is red. It is around 6 Pm and I am getting late for an important meeting. I looked outside my car window and that’s when my eyes fell on her.

She was wearing a white shirt and black trousers with a laptop bag and a pair of simple lace sandals. She is having an attractive smile. Attractive enough that even flowers will hide behind their leaves. Her brown eyes are like ocean and I feel like a simple useless ship that is drowning inside it.

Her fingers are occupied with her hair strands with are coming in between her and pani puri. (It is an Indian road side food also known as gol kappa). The way she is making pouts while having this road side thing. I feel like kissing her here itself. How can someone look so delicious?

The chain of my lustful thoughts broke when I heard the constant buzzing of horns which were standing that the signal is yellow and I have to leave from here.