The Billionaire's secret Love by Manogyna Marthi (readnow .txt) 📕

Chapter 15

Augustus

Pulling the covers off my body I got out of the bed with a huge smile on my face. Today is my Angel's birthday. The anticipation of seeing her brought heebie-jeebies all across my body. I had been following Angelica from the last ten years but today I am going to meet her personally. The thought brought an unknown jubilation covering my extinct.

My employees are lucky, for today there won't be any yells and instant hand over of pink slips. Packing up from work early I reach home exactly at six in the evening.  My smile doesn't seem to stop an undefined exultation goes seeping in my blood stream.  Tugging my hand inside my pant pocket I removed a blue coloured square box and clicked on the lid revealing a platinum bracelet covered in diamonds. A grin occupies my countenance looking at the appealing ornament. Placing the box on the dresser, I remove my clothes and toss them into the bin.

After a few minutes I am out of the washroom freshly showered. Dressed in a navy blue suit and matching pants with no tie I give myself a slightly informal look. I call my driver and within fifteen minutes I was in the front lawn of her house.

My eyes scroll over the different people and dignitaries attending the function and finally settle on the blue eyed beauty standing a few steps ahead of me. Dressed in a long ball gown her attire accelerated the beauty in the colour of her eyes. She looked like a princess capable of capturing any man's heart here. Her long chest nut hair fell back in curls reaching her waist with a few tendrils brushing on her arresting features. She had a minimal make-up accentuating her natural beauty.

Looking ahead at somebody behind me, her eyes twinkled bright like stars in the night sky. "Grandma!" She screeches in joy and runs to the old woman. "Where is grand pa?" She asks her with a cute pout on her face. Her dad, who was standing besides looks at the old woman with a knowing smile. They exchange a few pleasantries and Mr Evans brings his daughter along with him to introduce her to the other guests.

"He is Mr Augustus Martin, the CEO of Sunrise Industries and the person who saved you yesterday night in the bar." Her dad introduces me to her and the smile furnished on her engaging features drops instantly replaced by a frown. I wonder, what's the reason behind the cute glower?

"Dad I want to talk to Mr Martin for a few minutes in private. I will join you a bit later." She tells her dad. Mr Evans nods to her giving her a soft smile and leaves the place immediately. "So you are the person who brought me home drunk and unconscious." She spats with venom giving me a black look.

My brows rise looking at her amusement. "I know very well about you Mr Augustus Martin." She breathes out crossing her arms over her chest. "You are all over the internet famous for your amorist methods, who won't think twice to break a woman's heart after sleeping with her." She describes me in her aggrieved voice which somehow did not feel good revealed in her words. "Look miss..." I tried to reason out but she stops me lifting her finger up.

"Well Mr Martin I don't know why you are acting too gentle manly to me. In normal cases you would drive a woman to your penthouse or your infamous hotels and have a head sweating night with her. Any girl in my place would fall for your squiring deed but I am not. I know all about your play boy methods." She gives me the vision of absolute disgruntlement and leaves the place in distaste without giving me a chance to speak.

Looking at her withdrawing form, my hands reach the box inside my pant pockets. I felt myself in absolute defeat experiencing her abdicating self. With my heart ripping to pieces, on a dime, I made a decision.

Angelica Evans, you are going to be MINE, by hook or by crook. All these days you have seen the good side of me. From today forward you are going to look at my evil side.

Welcome to the game of love and war Ms Angelica Evans.

"Angelica" I reach to her calling her name aloud. She turns back and looks at me red with her eyes blazing in anger and her feet nip towards me. "It's Miss Evans for you Mr Martin." Her voice was low in a whisper yet as sharp as a slaughtering knife. But I wasn't going to crumble myself any more. Giving her a teasing smirk, I pull out the gift from my pant pocket. "This is for you Miss Evans. "Happy Birthday 'MY LOVE'" I say and leave the place immediately.

Something strikes in her mind but she instantly brushes it off. A knowing smile enriches my features. My first win over her. Holding the gift in her hands she walks away. I stop the waiter passing by and grab a drink from the tray gulping it in one go. Walking briskly to the parking lot I call my driver to be ready to leave the miserable place immediately.

Angelica

The party was over by late night but my heart still wandered over the gift 'he' gave me. I instantly knew that it was 'him' who sent me flowers every year on my birthday when he called me 'MY LOVE'. But I did not want to fall for him. Shelling my heart to pieces, I spoke those discourteous words to him. I know I made him sad which I shouldn't have done. In fact he saved me from almost getting raped. I should be grateful to him but he is a Casanova capable of making girls fall head over heels for him and then break their hearts at his convenient time.

I am enough intelligent to save my heart.

He is a business man and I am sure he knows well about dad. But then why is he inveigling me having known that I'm a mafia leader's daughter?

I quickly jump to my bed in my sleep wear after having a warm shower. Wrapping myself in a blanket feeling the winter chill of New York weather, I unfasten all my gifts the first been given by HIM.

My eyes draw tears and my hands cover my mouth looking at the alluring ornament resting in my hands. Running my finger on the beautiful diamonds pasted on the antique piece I tug the bracelet to my wrist and look at my hand from the mirror placed in front. My eyes blaze in instant happiness. A huge smile engrafts my features and I say the words long drawn in my heart for him.