Anamika- The broken beauty

Authors pov

Anamika was sitting at her office in Italy. She landed in Italy 3 days ago and resumed her work from there. Right now Mr. Scott was sitting in front of her, giving her all the files regarding the investment. She took the files from him and started reading each and every file carefully.

'How can an investment go wrong like this'

She always checks everything before investing..

'It's impossible that anything can go wrong. something is fishy, but what is it?...'

She mumbled...

After checking files about the firms internal information she understood where things are going wrong. It was inappropriate to check their internal information without their consent but she doesn't give a fuck. She lost her money because of their mistakes and she will get it back even if she has to use illegal methods and it worked. She now knew it was the firms fault and not the market conditions and now she will get her money back by hook or crook.

"Excellent Mr. Scott, thanks..."

She said, and gave an appreciating look to him.

Miss. Sahay... Please don't thank

and she nodded at

and one of Anamika's trusted man. When he needed money for his wife's surgery and he was financially weak no one helped him. No friends and no relatives came forward. Anamika came to know about it and helped him in his wife's treatment and he was very grateful

to her and will help her to build her empire and protect her and he did. He knows how corporate world works and how they have to deal with it. He finds out each and every information about her

when are we

on the table and leaned

"In one hour..."

fixing his

now Mr.

He nodded and left...

MEANWHILE...

with a black tie

fuck about it. He only wants his refund and he will get it, even if he have to kill them. It doesn't matter if it's because of market conditions or whatever

found and it was hurting his ego. What kind of mafia

aura surrounding him with his serious no nonsense