Sequel of her unrequited love
My first book is about the love journey of Meera and Krishna. This is totally different side of the both.
This story is about totally different life journey of Meera and Krishna after their marriage.
A lovable story of...
Beyond the French doors of the oak-paneled suite, soft city lights glowed through a pair of billowing taffeta curtains. Phosphorus moonlight spilled into the dimly lit room.
Behind the doors' glass insets, a majestic view of the skyline appeared with startling beauty. There wasn't a cloud in the star-speckled sky. Rows of towering skyscrapers stretched above her, the windows alight from within.
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A half-moon hovered at the fringes of the luminous cityscape, where the red blinking lights of distance radio towers twinkling in the night. An industrial-based smog of pollution coated the whole area, acting as a milky filter. The fog softened the hard lines of buildings, and diffused the orange glow of sodium-vapor street lamps.
Aishwarya, gazed the beautiful city with a smile sipping her hot coffee. She heard her mobile ringing. She picked it up "Hi Liza" she greeted and got the information she conveyed. "Okay, I'll inform him" by telling this she ended the call.
She took a deep breath and headed towards his room. Once she reached near his room she felt nervous, gathering all her courage she knocked the door. She heard the response in third knock. She entered the room which is dark and found him sitting with a wine glass in a dim light which she guess just now he turned on.
"Krishna, tomorrow morning there is a catch up with our new clients. Just now Liza informed me, we are asked to be there by 8" she informed and left the place immediately. He drank the left over wine in his glass starring the darkness. He was not an alcohol addict till she left him heart broken by her betrayal. Everyday she ruined his mind and made his life dark.
Next day,
Aishwarya got ready for the meeting, she hoped he will not forget the professional things and waited for him in the reception.
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There he came with a black formal shirt. He looked devilishly handsome in that black shirt which suited him perfectly. But his face didn't reflect any emotions and he maintained a cold expression among his employees.
