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Author's POVAt nightA car was burning. A man in his late fifty was lying on the road in the pool of his blood. A young man around twenty-two years was shouting for help. He was sitting near the old man. His head on his lap. "Dad, please hold on. Help is coming. The ambulance is on the way. Please keep open your eyes" The Young man begged"Ryan my son, listen to me carefully. Maybe this will be my last word. So, please listen to this carefully" Mr. Hunter said with so much pain"Dad, please do not say like this. Nothing to going to happen to you. I am going to save you. You have to live. You can not leave me" Ryan cried out. Hunter smiled sadly. "I think my time has come. It is the time to say goodbye. I am so sorry my son to leave you like this. But before closing my eyes I want to say something. I do not want you to run after revenge. Do not kill them for killing me. I want to kill the dream for which they did this to me. They wanted my company to go bankrupt. I want you to tak

Author's POVAt OfficeTaking long steps, Ryan entered his office. Everyone stood up and greeted him. Ryan entered his private lift without looking at them. "Such a stone-hearted man" One of his employers muttered under his breath. When the lift opened, Ryan came out and started walking towards his cabin.Everyone on this floor stood up and greeted him. Taking a file, Ryan's assistant ran after him. Ryan entered his cabin as usual without greeting them back. He sat down on his chair when his assistant entered the cabin with a cup of black coffee and a file. He put the coffee on his desk. Ryan took the cup and started sipping the coffee."Tell me the schedule," Ryan said putting the cup on the desk. "Sir, you have a meeting with Mr. Willard after two hours. Then you need to meet Ms. Milton" Stephen said to him"Okay. You can go now" Ryan said to himStephen nodded and left from there. Ryan opened his laptop and started doing his work. After two hours At Meeting room"Why do y

Author's POV After attending three meetings back to back, Ryan entered his cabin. He removed his suit and put it on a couch. Instead of sitting on his chair, he went towards the window. Ryan stood in front of the window and looked outside. He started thinking about his life. How did his life change after his father's death? Ryan still felt just yesterday he lost his father in the accident. The wound is still fresh in his heart. He always felt guilty whenever he remembered his father. He was not able to fulfill the last wish of his father when he was alive. Ryan looked down at his watch and roamed his finger on it softly. It was his father's watch which his mom gifted him on their wedding night. "I am sorry Dad. I was busy with my dream. I did not even think he had dreamt something for me. I am so sorry. I am not your ideal son. For me, you did a lot. You gave me your whole life. After Mom's death, you did not even marry thinking this stepmother can hurt me. You played both father

Author's POV Robert opened the car door and slightly pushed Elena inside the car. Then he ran towards the driver's seat. He got in and started the car immediately. Robert's heart started breathing fast. He was afraid that Ryan would do something to Elena. He was afraid because he knew Ryan's nature. "Baby, don't kiss anyone as you kissed him today," Robert said "But he is my Prince" Elena pouted sadly Robert sighed hearing this and kept driving. "Uncle, when he will come to meet me?" Elena asked him. Robert had no answer to it. "Will he come with the white horse?" Elena asked him. "Baby, how could you recognize him? His face was covered by a mask?" Robert asked her. Elena giggled hearing it. "I saw him like this before," Elena said "What? Where?" Robert asked her. "In the movie also in my dream" Elena whispered cutely yet in her serious tone like she was telling him a top secret. Robert wanted to bang his head after hearing her words. "The first thing I wil

Ryan's POV When the cold air touched my face I closed my eyes and felt relaxed. I started recalling the good memories when I heard an angelic laugh. Like an angel is laughing. My heart wanted to see the face of the angel but my mind was against it. My mind starts to remind me it is a dream. This tone can not belong to this world. My heart started arguing with my mind but I had chosen my mind and kept my eyes shut when I felt a presence near me then I heard a whisper. "Prince" I thought someone was calling but then I felt a soft breath on my face and a soft tone, I opened my eyes finally and was shocked to see a face in front of me. Her face is just hardly one inch away from me. I was afraid that if I moved a little my face would touch with her. I kept looking at her with shock. Her deep blue were sparkling with happiness. Innocence was clearly shown up on her face yet I felt a childish impression on her face. Something is unusual. She does not look like a mature woman. I