Broken Jewel

❤️19❤️ - Sanjay Agarwal

"Send them to my mail and yea....... And who was on the call before Abhi?"

"Urmm.....it's the same guy from last week........ Karthik....." he spoke as my eyes became red. Anger bundled up in my chest while I clenched my fist and controlled my urge to destroy that guy!

"Email me everything Dan!"

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Asha's POV

Finally, the sunlight filled the sky.

I had to say that keeping Sona away from Dev last night, was a great task. His obsession on her was seriously frightening me. I had never seen him crazily obsessed with a girl before. At least when he used to date random girls, his focus and concentration on his work were efficient. But now, everything was gone.

His work, career and mind were all messed. Ever since I saw his file, I knew that he was up to no good. Dev was always a secretive person. He never shared his work details with me. He always preferred his privacy and own space. Therefore, I have never questioned him on anything. That's because, I totally trusted him....and I still do.

He had never hurt anyone intentionally or at least that's what I believe he does. My son is a gem.... He always was. He took over his father's business when he was extremely young. He was a talented guy but with a little arrogance. He learnt the way to earn money in the hardest way. But that never stopped him from changing his ways. He still managed to study as per his wish and now a singer as well!

The one thing I have always admired from Dev was his personality. He was strong headed person with a lively personality. No matter how hard life had been for him, he always carried a great fun-loving character around. He knew how to charm people with his looks and personality.

He was successful in everything he did and I had never stopped him from pursuing his dreams, like studies, singing and business. But running over the hotels weren't his dream..... His dream was something else. He had a goal in life....

A goal that can never be reached.

A dream.... which can never be fulfilled.

Manoj...my husband. His death had a great impact on Dev. When he died, it changed our entire world. We moved in to London permanently and life became tough. I was a psychologist then and had no idea about businesses and hotels. But for Dev, it was his father's only memory. He made the businesses run profitably. Whatever money we have now, is only because of Dev and his hardwork. If he had given up then, I didn't know where we would have been now.

I had to agree that the process of success made him a cruel person... but he wasn't a mean person. He liked dominating and intimidating people around him. His stubbornness and arrogance were his only flaws. If he had his eyes on something, he would do anything........literally anything to get that. But he still loved and cared for people around him. He was a strong headed man, just like his father! But his heart was still fragile.....like a five year old.

My baby...

I walked up to his room with his coffee... his room, was another mystery. He never lets anyone in because....

Phew... Let's not go there!

When I opened the door, my eyes widened. The room gave away his bachelorhood. Everything was messy and untidy. He was lying on the bed in midst of papers. His laptop was dumped on the nearby coffee-table with his earphones still plugged in. Under the small eating table was a pack of files.....for god knows why it's down there. He had the biggest cupboard a person could ever ask for. It looked like a whole family could fit inside. He had security pin for his cupboard....like seriously! I'm guessing that the fridge-freezer held instant meals for one and he had more clothes in his laundry basket than in his closet.