But her mother said something for which she pouted like a child and said, “Mum, I will be eighteen, in three months, you worry too much, I don’t have a boyfriend and I don’t need also, all I want is you with me, that’s it and bye” saying this she hung up the call.

After finishing her breakfast quickly, she went to the beach; she didn’t go inside the water, just played on the seashore.

I pulled out my phone from my pocket and started taking her pictures, ya! I know I am wrong, but I can’t help it, I could not stop myself.

She was far away, so she didn’t see me taking her pictures. Thanks to my good camera quality, all her images are very clear, she looks so gentle, smiles like an innocent child, her eyes are crystal clear, showing her beautiful heart.

I was in my thoughts only when my phone rang when I saw the name flashing on the screen, I frowned and picked the call, “What happened, assistant Scot?”

Her name is Nina Scot; I kept her by my side because she was the only lady who never tried to flirt with me, and was always professional.

Although I am a playboy, I keep my personal and professional life separate.

She told me that there was some major issue with our biggest project.

I had to go back immediately; I called Andrew, my secretary, and ordered him to manage the situation by the time I reached there.

It is almost a sixteen to seventeen hours journey from India to Chicago. I have to leave immediately, cutting off my vacation.

I looked at the figure playing at the beach, and vowed to myself, and said: “We will meet soon, my angel.”

Murmuring to myself, I left from there. My friends wanted to continue their vacation, but I didn’t let them, somewhere I knew Lucas would bother my angel in my absence, and I don’t want that, so I didn’t give them room for negotiation and brought them with me.

I personal jet was ready soon and we left for Chicago

It was a long flight, my friends were sleeping, playing games, or having drinks, but I was seeing my angel's photo on my phone.

As I was busy in my thoughts, a flight assistant asked me standing in front of me, “Sir, what would you like to have?”

Marco's POV

I looked up and saw her, my mind was full of my angel's face, and I felt like she was standing in front of me. I immediately dragged her to my room, in my jet, and fucked her, thinking that it was my angel, and I kept on saying "my angel" while making out with her.

And that girl also didn't oppose it, if she had done that, I might have come back to my senses, but once I was done, venting out on her, I saw her face, I was shocked, I shouted angrily "get out."

She got up slowly, put on her clothes, and walked out, I never liked making out with my employees, and I was pissed at this moment.

I called the jet manager, and said, "Fire that assistant, giving her three years advance salary, I don't want to see her in my company, once we touch the land."

At first, the manager was standing frowning, trying to understand the situation, but after seeing my room's condition, he realized something and nodded before leaving.

I wouldn't say I like it, how can I lose my control over me, it never happened before; my angel was making me crazy.

After we arrived, I directly went to my office to address the issue.

In some days, everything settled, I gave my angel's photo to Andrew and asked him to get it framed.

Soon Andrew brought the frame with my angel's photo; I kept it on my working table, I had already ordered him to investigate her name and background.

But he didn't have any luck, all the bookings in the hotel were by her brother's name, and apart from that nothing came out.

I like seeing her smiling face, every morning when I come to the office I always wish her saying, "Good morning my angel".

Three years later

Author's POV

Jane was sitting in her bedroom, holding her mother's photo frame tightly, and her tears kept rolling down, she remembered every word her mother said before her death.

She still can't believe that her father could do such things with his own wife.

When Jane's mother married her father, he already had a daughter of three years; Her father, Anthony Gilbert, never treated his family like family.

He just treated everyone as a chess piece to grow his business.

Jane doesn't know what she needs to do after her Mum's death; she felt it was only darkness around her without her Mum.

Her room's door opened, and her elder sister came in and sat beside her; they were stepsisters and didn't have a good relationship, but today's expressions on Amelia's face were different.

She hugged crying Jane and let her cry in her arms for some time.