Dev's POV - Back to the town

The plane was about to land as I heard the announcement was made to buckle up.

Devil-may-care!

I was too busy getting pleasured by the hot Spanish girl I met three days ago. I held her waist and positioned herself on my lap. I kept my thrusting slow & steady until she cried out in pleasure telling me to go faster. I brushed my fingers roughly through her scalp and grabbed her fistful hair. She has this bombshell figure and well-shaped butt which I had to get her in my bed quick. Our heavy breathing rose up the temperature of my cabin, making the air more carnal and thick. She held my face and riding me like a pro.

The moment wheels of the plane touched on the runaway. We felt a little jerk but our libidos were too high to get bothered by it.

Soon my private jet landed on the runway but I was still not done yet. Constant knocking on the door made me frustrated.

A growl escaped from my mouth as I moved my head back from her face when she tried to place a kiss leaning closer to me.

"WHAT?" 

"Sir we have reached"

I heard my personal assistant unforming me from the other side of the door. I held the hot girl with me closer for the last ride to get done.

I zipped up my trousers and plopped myself on the couch catching some breath.

That was fantastic!

She was enticing me to pursue her the moment I reached to Paris for my business trip.

Now she was with me in the plane panting and started wearing her skimpy dress.

What was her name by the way? Well, who cares?

She opened the door. My personal assistant walked in and halted in her steps after looking at the Spanish girl. She looked perplexed whether to go or stay after looking at me half-naked,bare-chested.

"Come in'' I said to my personal assistant.

"Sir, we have to attend a meeting after this." He looked at me up and down checking me out which I was quite used to it. The business has always been stressful but the perks of it was I had to meet some hot exquisite woman who can hook me up releasing my all stress.

"Here your clothes for today's meeting.'' She said roaming her eyes on my abs handing over my suit. ''Heard media is, as usual, waiting for you at the airport," she said not taking her eyes off me.

I nodded to her. "You can take a leave if you want, I have appointed Miss Monica as my PA for today" As soon as I said her face fell and she left.

The media and news reporters were waiting for my arrival of course. I have earned everything in my younger age and became famous in the business world.

My name is enough to own anything and everything I want. The billionaire tag behind my name gave me that power to snatch everything in this world. In the span of ten years, I have gone through a drastic change within myself. I am no more fat but fit. There was a business tabloid keeping aside of my photograph on it. I still remember the fat obese Devansh, denied and rejected by everyone, named as a loser but time has changed, the way I wanted.

Now when I look at myself I can only see the handsome & richest man who has six packs abs basically a body every woman would love to have in bed. No one rejects this Dev. I looked myself in the mirror and saw the old me Devansh vanishing out of my sight.

There it is, Dev Agnihotri, the billionaire, the winner!

Everyone wanted to attach with this name, be in the limelight and live the elite life of mine.

The Spanish girl with me a while ago is one of them. The model by profession, she is too young for my age, who wanted to be with me badly because of my name, my enigma. Though I haven't made any commitment with her and neither planning it to do in the future. We merely met three days ago and the next two days I was busy exploring her in ways I was mastered in. She never left any single chance to lure me into her. Well, it wasn't the first time any woman trying her luck with me. I also enjoyed doing what any man would love to do with a beautiful woman.

I wore my black coloured Armani which perfectly suited on me and the Rolex watch around his wrist shown how rich my time was going. The next business magazine is going to about my personal accessories for sure.

I got down from my private jet. The Spanish girl with me immediately walked down and reached for my hand to hold it. As I stepped in the airport, the media was already waiting outside ready with their cameras. I kept my face blank and covering my eyes with black shades not giving any interaction with media while the Spanish girl has been entirely taking all the advantages of being in the paparazzi.

The clicks flashed on my face catching me with this girl. I knew what news is going to spread in the headlines.

Billionaire Dev returned in India after holidaying with his rumoured girlfriend!

The famous bachlore Dev Agnihotri dating someone?

I immediately got inside the sleek black Porsche while the Spanish girl with me had to run to get inside. I huffed a little looking at her. She couldn't keep up with my energy it just boosted my ego.

When the car started driving towards my office she looked at me in disbelief.

''Whats is this Dev? Don't tell me you are going to the office! Come on Dev take a break!"

"So you want me to break up with you?'' I said raising his brow at her.

She gasped looking at me.

"No Dev I didn't mean like that, you know right that I love you" She cooed leaning onto me. I smirked. I was enjoying every moment to feel superior to her. I loved it when women chased behind me and it only boosted my pride. I sneaked out my hand from her grip and pulled out my mobile. I scrolled over the timetable checking my schedule.

Soon the car stopped in front of the Agnihotri's office.

"Can't we spend more time together?" she asked.

"No Jessica I have work to do," I told her.

"Veronica! God, you forgot my name! You are impossible Dev. I think we need to meet together so you can remember my name perfectly''

She gave me a seductive look.

"Let's see," I said and got down. I loved it when the woman with me keeps waiting for me. Call it my arrogance which made me a man like this. I have become the talk of the town by my good and bad doings which I never cared about it.

As I walked ahead, the guards outside greeted me. I entered the office and walked towards my private elevator only to find out that its already on the top floor. I clenched my fists in a fit of anger thinking that someone has used my private elevator in my absence and I couldn't wait anymore to fire whoever will come in front of me first.

I knew someone has used my private elevator and it was pissing me off. No one can use my things without my permission. The thought enough chided my mind. As I stepped out of the elevator shouting to the guards there,

"WHO THE HELL USED MY PRIVATE ELEVATOR? " I roared and everyone's faces became pale.

I saw Jay running towards me.

" I.. I.. Don't know sir" Receptionist said.

I glared at her. She sits here the whole day and she was telling me she don't know.

"Umm, I think the new woman maybe" She said in a fear.

I took a deep breath in closing my eyes in anger and let out a breath.

"You are fired, " I coldly said to the receptionist and walked ahead.

"Sir!" Receptionist looked tensed walking behind me,

"Dev, Dev.. buddy. Calm your nerves down." Jay tried to stop me. But I wasn't in the mood.

"HOW CAN I? No one can use my things without my permission. Who's the new here? " I growled at him while he was trying to tell me something more.

"Maybe the new accountant used it and she didn't know. You don't have to fire receptionist for it" Jay told me.

"Where is she? The accountant?" I asked him, in my not so usual tone but filled with extreme anger. I will fire that new accountant too.

"In work. I'll talk with her later. You right now calm down buddy, chill mistakes happen" Jay said trying to calm me down.

I know he didn't want me to fire one more employee.

"Not here, in my place " I stated my point. I don't stand for the people who does mistakes.

"So you are going to waste your time now? We have meetings lined up. Come on buckle up"

Jay folded his arms over chest looking at me blankly.

I breathed out tried to calm my nerves down. Breath Dev breath. You still have yet to face some nerve-wracking people today. I walked ahead furiously. Jay followed me.

I entered my cabin removing my blazer and kept it over his chair. Jay took a chair in front of me. I was feeling bit relaxed after coming back to my cabin, my place. I deeply inhaled and let out a peaceful breath.

The cabin door knocked and my personal assistant Monica walked in.

"Dev you have received one letter"

She said keeping the envelope in front of me on the table. She stayed there for a while to get my attention. I heard Jay coughing when he glanced at her. I noticed her still standing there.

"You may go back to the work," I told her. She turned on her heels and walked out from there swaying her hips.

I picked up the envelope. I don't know why my fingers were shaking when I was opening it. There was a letter inside. I started reading it word by word.

"𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘸𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵.

𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘔𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳,

𝘋𝘦𝘷𝘪 𝘝𝘢𝘫𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘷 𝘈𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘳𝘪 "

The fury ignited inside me surged through my veins making me lose my temper bit by bit. I clenched my fists holding the letter in my palm, crumbling it imagining my mother going back to that man.

I faintly heard Jay calling out my name but I was so much in the haze of my whirling emotions. I could feel a hint of glistening in my eyes. Those tears were heavily priced for trusting on my mother that she will never leave me. These tears were only raging pouring out the lava within my heart.

"Dev are you okay?"

I heard Jay asking me in a concern.

I nodded at him hurriedly. My fingers tapped on the glass of the table anxiously and my feet tapped on the floor beneath me rapidly.

"I don't think that you are alright. What happened? " Jay asked me again. What should I tell him now? He has gotten a hint that something was wrong with me. He knew I only react like this when I get anxious thinking about my past.

I needed a distraction. I anxiously pulled out a cigar from the box and nervously put it in between my quivering lips.

"Maa wrote me a letter"

I breathed out looking absolutely out of focus. My eyes felt still moistured that I hated it. In front of Jay, I never felt to hide my emotions.

I saw sighing out while looking at me.

"What you have decided Dev?" He asked.

"That I have a lot of work and nothing is important than that," I said in a blank tone.

"Don't run away. She is your mother you can't ignore her" He will never back off taking my mother's side. This made so much furious that I slammed my hands on the table.

"I'm not running away" I shouted on him. "I just don't want those who don't choose me! That's it" My voice shook a little and I cursed myself for that. I don't want to cry for that lady. Jay's cynical look was getting into my nerves.

"You can't do that Dev. You also need to understand others" His words were not helping me to control myself.

"Stop talking like her. You are my friend and you should be taking my side always" I growled at him, hoping he would understand me for once.

"I can't let you do anything wrong. That's just what I want to. " Jay stated calmly but making me all stormy.

"I'm done." I slammed both palms on the table and got up.

" Dev! Don't be stupid. You have meetings to attend. Deals to sign up. Our financial condition has been in crisis. How we will recover this? "Jay walked behind me but I didn't give a damn to him. He wanted to take my mother's side then he can do whatever he wants just keeping away from me.

Without saying anything I walked out from his cabin and went in the elevator before Jay could catch on me.

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I stepped inside the elevator. My feet were trembling and my heart was falling apart.

I was trying hard to control my emotions from not letting it out.

The moment elevator doors closed, I shoved my fist in mouth controlling my sobs. I don't want to cry not for my mother. I was trying hard not to cry over what she wrote for me. But my tears wasn't obeying my command and rolled down on my cheeks. I couldn't control it anymore.

The more tears freed from my eyes, I became enraged. It provoked me to get up and angrily hit on the elevator buttons. The elevator halted in between and then started moving again. When the door opened, I stepped out of it looking around where I have reached. I noticed I was on the top floor, on the terrace of the building as I walked ahead wiping my agonized teary eyes.

Night was shining with a full moon in the sky, making everything alive by spreading light everywhere. But through my eyes, It looked dull, colourless. I was walking towards my death.

The moon & the stars, their shine can't heal my scars. I can feel my heart has been filled up with the darkness which no light can make vanish it by its brightness. The tears in my eyes suppressing the begrudge and sorrow together and looked at the moon with utmost hatred. I felt jealous of those stars, gathered together in the sky accompanying the moon, like a family.

Family!

Which I had once. Only with my mother and now she has left me too.

My fists tightly clenched in a fit of anger, remembering my mother leaving him without thinking. Holding that envy in my mind, I took a step ahead towards the edge of the terrace. The moon slowly started going behind the rainy clouds.

Why you did this to me Maa?

How much I wanted to stop his mother but I didn't. My arrogance came in between. Instead I let her go thinking she will not leave but she did. It crushed my esteem more than my heart.

My mind roared with the arrogance I have in my pride.

How dare she!

Leaving me?

The Dev Agnihotri!

Who claims money more than the God Indra could imagine. How can she leave her blood son!

My heart ached when I felt tremendous pain gripped it tightly, with the thought of my mother going back to the man I hated the most.

My Father, Vajradev. The man in my life who always made me feel hurt and pain of emptiness in the life.

For a man like Vajradev, who had nothing but a poor life. The one who can never become a good businessman, a good husband not even a good father. Now my mother has reconciled with him. Doubling up my painful feelings.

When I, The owner of every money which made me a billionaire, but

She chose her penniless husband over her me, her son. If this is going to be then,

I'll choose death over this trash life!

My blood was boiling up thinking about my father. I took one more step ahead, reaching more closer to the ending point.

The perfect businessman, the billionaire who can get anything whatever he wants, he failed as a son. I failed in front of my father. This thought made me shrieked in loathed feeling. I wanted my mother back but my esteem, my pride wasn't letting me bring her back.

She left me! Why I should go and bring her in my life?

I knew she won't come back as I was the one who pushed her away from me. I hated the fact that she chose the man, my father over me. I don't think there is any other hope to live upon. In a thought, I took a step ahead reaching the peak point of the terrace. The wind messes up with my hair, my tie floated back in the direction of the wind. My phone started ringing in the pocket of my blazer. But I wasn't in my senses. I was deeply drowned in my own guilt. I wanted my mother but I was stopping myself from bringing her back. I now don't want anything except death. I don't want to live with those feelings which were making me feel guilty. I don't want to accept any word my mother told him while leaving,

"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵"

I remembered the words my mother wrote in the letter. What more made me hating her when I read she wrote her full name, adding her husband's name in the middle too.

Mrs. Devi Vajradev Agnihotri!

I have enough of all the things in the world now. Money, home, lavish life, and a string of girlfriends, I don't think the mere word love can change anything. I don't want to feel the love especially for that man who has done nothing for me except giving a painful life.

I felt losing control on myself. I closed my eyes tight, surrendering myself in the air as I stand to spread my arms in the air, taking a deep breath and moving my feet ahead from the edge.

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