Author's POV Myra was so happy as well as tired. She was feeling like a queen as Austin was treating her the entire day. She visited so many places in NYC. The last is the diner. The dinner was planned and for that, he had booked the entire floor of the seven-star restaurant. As she was looking up at the restaurant, She was silently thinking, about why the top floor of the restaurant is empty. Though others are full and the last one is only vacated. It was visible through glass walls. She trudged as Aaron was pulling her. When someone's gaze caught her attention. She feels that someone is staring at her, she whirled and found that their guards had stopped a couple. A man and woman in their mid-fifties. She stopped, so Aaron also stopped. Austin was talking on the phone call, his attention was diverted to Myra and Aaron, who stopped and gawked at the couple. Austin hung up the call immediately and grabbed Myra's hand to drag her inside. "Austin, don't you want to introduce your wif
Author's POV "Myra... Myra..." Hiral (Mrs. Patel) asked shaking her at her desk. Myra came out of her trance, she blushed biting her lower lips. She likes when he pecked on her cheeks. It's still affecting her and her face turned cherry red. She facepalmed herself and wiggled her head. "Yes, Aunty," She answered her. "Are you okay? I'm observing you since morning, you are smiling frequently and your mind is also lost somewhere. Probably you are not concentrating on your work," Mrs. Patel pulled a chair and sat next to her. "Nothing like that," Myra stuttered while responding to her. She realized that she hadn't accomplished her routine work and it was already lunchtime. She rubbed her scalp making funny facial expressions. She has been caught. "Ok, leave it. It happens in your age group. Maybe, you meet a guy, and you are lost in his thought," Hiral teased her and Myra bit her lower lips harshly to control her blush. "No..." Both laughed and Hiral asserted, "You need to go ou
Myra's POV On the last day of Navratri, it comes so fast, I wish it would come after more days. I'm not Gujarati, but my friends were Gujarati when I was in school. That's how I learned these Garba steps. Pakhi, one of my best friends and my crime partner, too. Today, I miss her, we didn't meet for a long time, when I came to Delhi, there was no option of contacting her. Though I wrote letters to her, I didn't receive any reply from her. That hurt and then, I moved on and my friends were left in Mumbai. As time passes, everything changed and now, I'm Mrs. Black, 'temporary Mrs. Black' - My brain reckoned me. I pulled out my phone and dialed Ruhi's number, my wrestler and one-woman army. We talked a lot once I got this phone from Aaron. But today, I'm missing Pakhi and I don't know where she is, so I called my wrestler. "Hey, how are you?" She picked up rapidly. "Fine, aren't sleeping?" I asked. "I was feeling that my alarm friend is going to call me, so I was waiting for your ca
Myra's POV Max's cold palm touched my bareback. Strangely, I was feeling uncomfortable. My gaze collided with Mr. Black and I wriggled in his arms straightening my corpse. Max left me straight, "Relax... Are you okay?" He immediately knelt and lifted my gown a little bit up to check my leg, if I got any injury."I'm fine, it was just a mistake. I missed or forgot the step so this happens, I'm sorry and thanks for saving me," I thanked Max but my eyes are contemplating on Mr. Black. My breathing hitched as our gazes locked. He was sitting in his signature style, the left leg is resting on the right leg's knee and the right leg is continuously tapping the floor. It is showing that he is not easy now or suffering from any tension. But what kind of tension when he is enjoying the night. "Myra, you should be careful," He touched my feet and I realized he is checking my legs. I pulled my leg rapidly and stepped back. "I'm all good," I stuttered. I don't know why, but Max's touch was m
Author's POV The next morning, Myra flickered her eyes, her head was aching badly. She immediately pressed her forehead and closed her eyes again. Abruptly, she realized that she is on the bed and draped with a duvet. She hopped up unfastening her eyes. She remembered the last night moment. Once again, tears flow over her cheeks. She glanced at the space next to her on the bed. "Did he place me here?" She thought and shook her head. She changed her mind and stood up from the bed. As she stepped out of the bed, a new phone was placed on the nightstand. It's the actual copy of her phone. She looked for her broken phone but she didn't find it anywhere. She grabbed the new iPhone and unlocked it with trembling hands. The same lock screen wallpaper. She and Aaron are rocking on the locked screen. As she unlocked the phone, once again she and Aaron are smiling on her phone screen. Tears streamed again rapidly. She rapidly brushed off and checked other data on the phone, everything is
Author's POV Myra was practicing hard on the ramp for the best performance and Hiral was helping and guiding her a lot. It has been two hours, she was walking on the ramp. Their gazes were caught by clapping sounds coming from the entrance of the hall. Myra giggled as she saw Mr. Handa and Mr. Alpesh coming toward them clapping their hands. "Excellent, I'm sure you will be selected," Alpesh chuckled and hugged Hiral. "So, your show is on a new year's day, right?" Mr. Handa asked Hiral and Myra. They nodded sadly and gave him a short smile. "But I'm glad that you are doing hard work. Sometimes, success needs impediments and we have to fulfill them. One day, you will get a big title my child," Mr. Handa ruffled Myra's hair. He was feeling like he is teasing his daughter. "Thank you so much, if all of your wishes are with me I will get it and I need it for my mother," Myra said happily but the last sentence made her sad. Myra has shared about her mother to Hiral and Alpesh. They ar
Author's POV "Wish you all the best, Mom..." Aaron hugged her and Myra kissed his forehead hugging him tightly. "Thank you, my boy," Myra patted his back and waved at Aaron. Angela was waiting for her, she happily got in the car. "Wish you all the best..." A message popped up on her phone screen. A smile erupted as the name on the top was displayed - Hitler. She bit her downward lip and replied - Thanks. "Is she behaving rudely with him?" She thought and jerked off her thought immediately. As the car stopped in front of the building, her heart was beating rapidly. For the first time, she asked, "Angela, will you come with me?" "I'm always around you, Ma'am," She retorted with a smile, and today, she stopped behind Myra as her assistant or her bodyguard. Angela always stays around her but without her knowledge, this time, she is with her request and officially. Angela is a well-trained lady and the best performer in her training institute. Austin has selected her, especially
Author's POV The entire place was filled with people from the fashion world to witness the fashion show organized by Black Inc. Myra was getting ready in her room. Her heart was plummeting with different types of emotions. When the artist has done, she glimpsed her final look in the mirror. She can't imagine herself like this ever. She fell for her own beauty. She was looking not less than a fairy now. Her strapless dress and a big diamond necklace was adding charm to her beauty. Her hair was braided from one side and fastened in a messy bun with a diamond broach. One bracelet is in her left hand and the rest is showing the charm of her long white hand. Though the makeup was dark to match up with her bright red dress. She joined her team members backstage and the show was going on. Her heart was beating rapidly. She remembered her mother and Aaron's morning wishes made her smile, "Mom, wish you good luck and you will rock the ramp." Angela was standing behind her taking care of