THE INTIMIDATING & HIS IMPECCABLE - Billionaire Love

Chapter - 22

Tiara POV:

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I didn't know when I fell into deep slumber. When I woke up I saw I was still in the wedding gown that I wore yesterday morning. I ran my hands over the gown and tears dropped involuntarily as I remembered my mom. I remembered my dad's last words, when he said they were not my real parents, but how to tell them now that I can never hate them, they have never let me feel so. My mom loved me so much, so much that she used to argue sometimes with my dad to let me go out of the quarters and see the real world. From feeding me to teaching me good and bad, she was perfect.

I went towards the window and stood there. I looked outside, there was a beautiful garden with flower beds and trees. The bright sun just elevated the greenery and colours of the flowers much more. A fountain amid the greenery just enhanced the beauty. Then there were benches around the fountain. It seemed like a park more than a garden. There were some people flowering the plants, carrying out the fallen leaves around the trees and levelling the grass, they were doing this work with so much care as if the whole place is their child. This took me back to my olden days where I and Sas, used to do bit of gardening and after the watering to plants was done, we used to play and splash water with the pipe over each other. My mom and dad used to smile looking at us and would take us back to the quarters to get us dried up.

Those days and now, I lost every one of them, I lost my whole family. I felt betrayed because they didn't take me along with them and left me all alone.

I turned around and looked at the family pic we took last year, we were all smiles. I never got to tell them how beautiful they looked while they smiled.

Sas! Sas was around 5'6'', fair skinned, blonde hair, her eyes were blue and she was a girl with right amount of flesh that would match her height, when she smiled it could just melt even an iron heart. She was my biggest support. We shared a bond where there was no secrecies except one secret that my dad asked not to share with anyone. The locker, it was only me and dad  who know where the locker was present. He said me that this locker has something very important  that should not be known to anyone till the right time comes. For the first time when he took me there he made me promise that I wouldn't disclose the location to anyone, not even write in my dairy or confide it even to Sas on that matter. I could see he was worried and I assured I would keep up my word given to him. As promised I have never confided it to Sas too. Sas used to tell me that she was jealous of my beauty, but how can I say that she was beyond beautiful and I was no match to her.

My dad was almost 60 years of age and he was one who defied age I suppose. Tall, well built and strong body yet with golden heart. He preferred to be clean shaven at that age and when we used to tease him to grow a beard he used to say ''my wife loves to see me clean shaved darlings'', to which my mom used to blush. They loved each other so much.

My mom she was absolute beauty. She was around 58 years and had the same features as Sas but a bit heavier, not that she was fat but that was normal for a lady of that age. Her blonde hair was something we all were jealous of and my dad used to say ''Wify, I love your hair, more than you''.

They never used to shy away from showing their love for each other and they have never stopped loving us till their last breath.

I placed back the photo and went into the washroom, I decided to talk to Raymond and I had to do this. Completing the bathroom rituals, I came into the room , shuffled through my suitcase and put on my blue jeans and white top , wearing my usual shoes, I opened the door and walked down the stairs that led to a large living room.

All these days in this house, I never felt interested to look around and know how this house looked. I was shown my room when Raymond brought me to this house and from then on, all I did was to stay back in room or go to the dining area.

When I reached the dining area, I saw Raymond in his sweats drinking his coffee with some files in his hand. I have never seen Raymond in normal clothes than in his suits. His hair a bit dishevelled unlike the properly gelled as every time. He didn't yet shave his beard, so there were these tiny facial hairs making his fair complexion more prominent. His dark brown eyes keen in absorbing contents in the files. His body so well built and maintained that makes him look outrageously handsome. His cologne manly and strong that would hit the nose and create an exciting aura. Even though he was not in his office clothes, I would not deny he still looks hawt. So hawt that any women would fall weak on her knees to be with him.

This thought was enough to make me sad. He would have got someone better in his life, someone who would dedicate her life to this man, someone who would make him happy. I felt bad that I ruined all of this. I wanted to talk to him today.

''Good morning'' he spoke

''Good morning''

''Had enough sleep?''

''You didn't go to office yet?''

''No. I can work from home for a day''

''Did you inform your boss then?''

He smiled

''Have your breakfast Sunsh.. I mean Tiara''

It pricked, it pricked me that he stopped calling me sunshine. ''But why? Why does it hurt me when there is nothing between us, not even friendship if I may say? Really Tiara, do you think there is not even friendship. Come on don't fool around.''

"Why did you smile?''

''I thought you wouldn't feel bad if I smile'' he spoke raising his eyebrows.

''No, it's not like that, I mean yes, I mean, You are so workaholic and today when you said you will be working from home, I felt strange. I mean you work as if, if you won't work then the SGC would burn down to ashes''

He again chuckled

''What?''

''You sure didn't check the nameplate all these days... right Tiara?''

I was shocked. It's true I never checked anything. I just observed the whole garden view just today, I was so occupied in my miseries and grief that I forgot to do many things, including thanking Raymond. But before that I had to check the nameplate. Coming out of my thoughts I ran towards the front door.

''Tiara listen! You can see the nameplate after you have something'' Raymond called from behind, but I was curious and didn't want to stop. I could clearly hear his chuckles. There I reached the nameplate which was on the left of the main door. A golden plate with name embodied in Black written in an elegant style which read as

"RAYMOND DANIEL SAMSON''

I stood still, not believing on what I was seeing.

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