Billionaire's lost love

Chapter 12

ALISHA'S POV

Present time

I combed joe's hair, as I parted them from left to make a pony tail.

I put on her favorite pink pair of butterfly hair clips and she started to run around.

"Stop it joe! " I ran around to catch her. "You will ruin your dress."

When I finally got a hold on her, she said, "mamma look there! " I knew it was one of her old tricks, still I looked on wall where she pointed her finger.

7:05. The clock showed.

I heard Joe giggling and running around once again as I came back to my room.

We are going to be late!

I pulled out the olive green dress, which I have chose for the occasion and ran into the bathroom.

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I sighed heavily as I placed Joe on the passenger seat before buckling up myself in the driver's seat of my old alto and drive off to Mukherjee Mansion in the heart of the Kolkata.

Aditya's pov

I lazily fixed my navy blue tux and leaned back on the cushiony seat of my private jet.

One more long boring hour, before I land to Kolkata.

And then again a whole boring night, with business men hovering around.

I would have never attended the party if he would not have flown to Mumbai from Kolkata only to give me the invitation, personally.

I am forced!

It would be a long night!

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Alisha's pov

I pushed the horn for one last time before leaning back in the driver's seat. We're stuck in a huge quack of cars on the howrah bridge.

A never ending traffic jam to be precise!

I pushed my head out of the window and my eyes caught cars and cars wherever my eyes could see.

This is going to be a long night!

I heaved a sigh and looked back at my daughter. She was clearly as restless as I, she fiddled in her seat uncomfortably before meeting my eyes and asking, "mommy when will we reach there? " she asked.

"I don't know baby! " I breathed.

Slowly and steadily we at last made it to there. I had never been before to Mukherjee Mansion and I have to say now that it was.....well, grand!

The front gate was decorated with beautiful flowers along with the long chains of little tuni bulbs of changing colors clung to the iron bars of the gate. As we entered, we found ourselves in a large garden which was big, beautiful and grand?!

The green grass was trimmed short, Angiosperms planted along in a row, sidelining the path. Pink, white, yellow, red and orange colored roses, tulips, lilies were everywhere.

At the end of the lawn was the bungalow where the party was held.

Business men, heiresses, alcohol and laughter this was the only thing I could find inside. And I literally hate them. Though I have to say that the decorations were beautiful. Still I tried to move around the crowd to find Mrs. Annie Mukherjee and her husband to wish them, hand them the gifts and fled. I don't like this, adding to this a strange kind of feeling was whirling inside me. As if something was going to happen. Something!

Shrugging that thought away, I moved away from the crowd of people and searched for Mr. And Mrs. Mukherjee.

I was near the bar when I heard a familiar voice. The same voice which have snatched my sleep from last five years. The voice of the same man who have destroyed my life.

I clutched Joe's hand more tightly and wished to God! That this couldn't be him! He can't be here!

Gathering all my confidence I at last turned around to look from where the voice came.

And there he sat in all his glory, on one of the stools in the bar area. Wearing a grey Armani suit, sipping his drink and laughing at something the other man beside him said.

I felt as if my life is sucked out, and for the next few minutes my breathing stopped. My heart attained an erratic trend of beating loudly as if it will rip out of me. What will happen if he saw me here? Humiliation! She knew the answer instantly. He will create a sence in front of so many people.

And after what he have done to her she never wants to hear a single word from him. Tears threatened to spill out my eyes. I can't control my emotions anymore. My chest tightened. There's only a way out of it, run!

I wanted to turn around and run, run as far as I could, wherever my legs would take me. But far away from him!

When suddenly Mrs. Mukherjee came and stood in front of me. I hoped that she would take me away somewhere, away from this man who sat a few feet away from me. Laughing and drinking after destroying my whole life.

"Oh here you are Alisha! " She beamed. "How have you been? And how is the little Joe? " She asked. And Joe giggled. I wasn't fine, I wanted to tell her that I wanted to go home and snuggle deep into the covers of my bed with Joe. But words didn't form. They didn't came out.

I just wanted to get away.

"Oh let me introduce you to my husband, Bhaskar. " she smiled and I was relieved that at last now I will be away from him when I heard Mrs Annie calling out.

"Bhaskar, dear would you please join us for a second? " she asked. And the man sitting beside him turned around to look at us. Followed by another pair of eyes.

His!

ADITYA'S POV

I was shocked! Was I that much drunk? That I was imagining her standing in front of me. No neither it was the effect of the drink nor it was a dream. She was really standing in front of me.

At last! After so many years I am able to catch her, I saw Bhaskar standing up beside me and moving towards them. She was still the same! Unconditionally beautiful! After five f*** years I found her! But what shocked me more was the little girl with her. She was different from her. But her eyes were the same, the jet black, exact copies. Her eyes were glued to me and I still could clearly read her thoughts. She will try to run away!

Wasting no more time I stood up and before that, she turned around and ran in the direction of the gate.

And I followed!

"Alisha? " "Alisha! Wait! " I heard Mrs. Mukherjee calling. When they realized my absence too. From the corner of my eyes I saw Bhaskar running after me.

And then we were in front of the big iron gate of the mansion. No signs of Alisha!

She is successful in fleeing this time, but now I will find her out, no matter what!

I gripped my pounding head with my hand when Bhaskar reached me. "What happened buddy? Are you alright? " he asked.

"No! Do you have any contacts with a private investigator? "

"What? "

"I said a private investigator! "