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His Lost Amore CHAPTER-27
AUTHOR'S POVAdvaita yawns opening her eyes. She smiled turning, watching Abhi sleeping hugging a pillow like a baby. Only his lower part was covered with the duvet.She smiled running her fingers through his hair as he left the pillow and hugged her instead."Get up! It's already 8" she whispered still massaging his head.He sighed in his sleep because her fingers were doing wonders."It's Saturday" he whined."Hmm... but Veer said he wants us to meet someone. So, get up you, lazy ass!" she said pulling away from him and wearing his t-shirt on her naked form.He groggily opened his eyes and smirked."You look better without that" he said trying to touch her thighs."And you look better with it. So, get up!" she shot back trying to hide her stupid blush.She stood up going towards the bathroom, trying to cover herself with the T-shirt."No matter how much you try to hide it. I can still see everything" he said sitting on the bed.Her eyes went wide like saucers and she turned around o
His Lost Amore CHAPTER-28
AUTHOR'S POV"Looking handsome, Mr.Dutta" Advaita whispered standing in front of him fixing his tie, while he sat on the bed looking at her."Tell me something new, Mrs.Dutta" He pulled her towards him such that her chest was in front of his face, leaving nothing in particular for his imagination."Can't wait to see you out of this perfectly tailored suit, after party" she crouched down a little to his level and whispered in his ear, while seductively running her finger through his jaw."Becoming bold are we?" he bit her lobe squeezing her waist, and as a reflex, a moan escaped her mouth."Let's just say I am good at it" she smirked.A hint of amusement passed his eyes."What else you are good at?" he asked looking at her intensely."Many things, can't count one. You will know with time" she said with a new found confidence, winking at him.He chuckled at her statement."But I am perfect in one thing. Loving you. No one can love you the way I do" she smiled softly cupping his face a
His Lost Amore CHAPTER-29
AUTHOR'S POV1 year later...It was pitch dark throughout the room with one single beam flashing from the spacious window.It was a few hours before sunset. Around 5.Behind the large mahogany desk sat the most powerful name in the entire business world. ABHIMANYU DUTTA.He is contemplated to be the most rancorous, cold, vicious billionaire out there.He radiates raw dominance. He is impudent and knows no mercy for his rivals.The large wooden door opened slowly indicating someone's arrival."Mr. Dutta, you have a meeting with Agnihotri's in 15 mins, then a dinner meeting with WR corporations at 8" a man in his early 50's informed him adjusting his specs."Cancel all the meetings for today, Mr. Vyas" he ordered standing up from the chair taking his coat and car keys."And fix all the meetings after 12 pm tomorrow. Don't disturb me before that" he said before going out of his cabin.Just as he was going to step inside the elevator someone called him.He turned around to face his exact
His Lost Amore CHAPTER-30
AUTHOR'S POV1 more year later..."Come on, you're already 15 mins late" her friend, Aastha shouted at her over the phone."About 10 mins" Yami started to respond just as she noticed someone else entered the auto she had managed to convoke. She took off after it."Hey, hey! It was my auto, sir. I made the initial call"And like every time...Nobody gave her any attention.The man boarded the vehicle and the driver took off.Yami started muttering colourful words about the rude and mannerless people around her. She was losing her patience with the current state of the world."How long again?" Aastha questioned."30 mins" she replied sheepishly."You know what don't come! You'll miss half of the movie so no use in coming!" Aastha shouted resulting in Yami shifting the phone away from her ear."Hey it's not half, it's 1/3rd of the movie and..." Yami stopped looking at the blank phone."Hello? Aastha? Aasthu?"And here it goes again!One more result of her carelessness and clumsy af natur
His Lost Amore CHAPTER-31
YAMI VERMAUff mere dil me thodi khali si jagah thiUff tune aake bin kiraye ye jagah liKuch keh bhi na saki ye kaisi bebasiYu chupke chupke aaya bin bulaye mehmaanUff mere dil me thodi khali si jagah thi...I was dancing with Hrithik Roshan and suddenly a sharp pain insulated through my spine and my eyes popped out of my sockets like marbles.After coming out of the shock and rubbing my eyes for a few seconds, I understood what happened.I fell!From the bed!Yeah, a 21-year-old ADULT fell from the bed.I stood up rubbing my butt and cursing my lucky stars.I used to think that waking up to the annoying beeping sound of my alarm clock is the worst thing ever, but falling from the bed that too when you were dancing with your love is the worstest (if this word exists lol).HOLY CHEESECAKE! It's already 8 and I have an interview at 9 today. I am gonna be late if I don't hurry up and leave my man. I am sorry baby.I really need a job right now and I cannot afford to lose this opportun
His Lost Amore CHAPTER-32
ABHIMANYU DUTTA"Of course, Mr.Dutta" she replied.Although my eyes were on the screen, still I can sense that she was pissed.A chuckle escaped my mouth involuntarily as I shook my head.Although her resume stated that she was 21 but nobody can believe that she is a day older than 17.Her small barely shoulder-length hair was making her look more younger.And who these days makes these childish hairstyles that too for an interview.Her hair was complete opposite to my Ita's waist-length hair.But still, their antics were the same. Crazy.Although I didn't want I can't help but compare them.They were completely opposite.Except for their passion for baking.I am comparing them doesn't mean that I am ready to give my heart to someone else.It was. It is. And it will always belong to my Ita.The rest of the day passed in a blur.I stretched my limbs to calm my sore muscles.I smiled at the photo frame placed on my desk.It is from our college days. We were facing the sunset at the beac
His Lost Amore CHAPTER-33
YAMI VERMAAfter making his "Black coffee" I made my way toward his cabin.He was talking to someone as I entered his cabin after knocking.I was about to leave his cabin after placing his coffee on his desk but he motioned me to wait with his fingers.I nodded and stood there waiting for him.He was just humming to whatever the caller was saying.Mr. Great Abhimanyu Dutta, don't know English?I was tapping my feet looking at the beautiful tiles on the floor.There are total 73 tiles on the floor.26 black.20 grey.And 27 whi...I was busy with my work when he cleared his throat, probably to gain my attention.I looked up and he was standing there with his hands in his pockets with his famous blank look."Ms. Verma, I just wanted to remind you that start working on the presentation. It is very important" there he goes again."For sure, Mr. Dutta" I tried to cover my bored tone.Who wants to make a ppt? I just can't wait to leave this job once I gain some experience."And...Ms. Verma,
His Lost Amore CHAPTER-34
AUTHOR'S POVHe slowly opened the door of her cabin and roamed his eyes to find her.He spotted her on the couch near the window.She was cocooned with her head dipped in her legs. Her body was shaking indicating that she was crying.He can fight the entire world for her but who will give him the power to fight her?A very familiar feeling which he probably felt 7 years ago last time i.e. his heart being stabbed with thousands of knives passed him.She is his strength and he will never let her become his weakness.She is very different from her, but in case of being emotional, nobody can beat them.He chuckled dryly at his thought.He slowly moved towards the couch and sat in front of her.With trembling hands, he touched her arm.She stilled. Her sobs halted.After a few seconds, she looked up.Their eyes met, they did. But like land and sky, they seem to be very near but yet very far.Her face was red.Her eyes were tired.Her head was hurting furiously. It never happened his way be
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