Billionaire's Love Story

Chapter 1

Author's POV

Iris got out of her office. It was 6 in the evening and she was heading towards the bus stop. She just wanted to reach her home as soon as possible. It was a tough day for her. She had to prepare so many reports today for her boss. She works in accounts department of Smith Corporations. She likes her job as she always wanted to become an accountant. But sometimes it is difficult and it is understandable, when the company you work in is facing many problems which might cause your company to get shut down.

Iris Kader is a 25 years old woman, who lives with her family and she is the main source of income for her family. She has a difficult life which she hides perfectly with the beautiful smile on her face and lovely personality. She never liked showing her problems and weaknesses.

She is hiding so much pain in her heart but never shows it to anyone not even her family except her younger sister Emily who can see right through her.

She doesn't like others pitying her, after knowing what she has went through.

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Iris

I was in hurry. I just wanted to reach home as soon as possible and take a long, relaxing shower. I was tired to death. Had so much work.

As I was passing by a food truck located near bus stop from where I was supposed to get into the bus, I saw an old lady who was sitting at some distance from food truck. She looked like she was in her late 60's with her short grey hair and few wrinkles on her face. But even with those wrinkles she was beautiful. Her expressions were that of tired person like she went through something because her appearance seemed disheveled.

I couldn't just pass by her. I went near her and asked, "Hello mam, is there any problem? why are you sitting here like this?" She looked at me with those tired but beautiful grey eyes and gave me a small, weak smile while saying, "Oh dear, it's nothing. It's just that someone stole my purse and my mobile phone earlier."

"I am new here and I am not familiar with the places here. I am really far from home and don't know how to get back home." I saw sadness in her eyes. She was wearing really expensive clothes and while looking at her it felt like she was rich. So I thought, 'loosing her purse and phone might not be the only reason for her sadness' , but I ignored it.

I felt bad for her so I asked, " Can I help you with anything mam?, Do you want me to tell you the directions or anything else? Or should I book a cab for you?" That lady smiled at me and said, "thank you dear but sometime ago a young man helped me letting me use his phone to call my grandson. He will be here in an hour or so."

I felt relieved and was about to bade my goodbye but suddenly I felt a stroke of very cold breeze on my skin even through my coat and I realized that days are getting colder and colder with the passing second.

I again looked towards that lady and noticed that she was wearing only a thin baby pink shirt and navy blue skirt which reached a little below her knees. She didn't have anything warm to cover and save herself from this cruel cold breeze. I took off my coat to give it to her and said while smiling, " mam, you should cover yourself up. It's quite cold out here you might catch cold and even very bad one at that." I know my coat is not as expensive and warm but it is helpful in this cold.

She denied saying "no dear it is not necessary, I am really okay. it's really cold and you should not take it off like this". I said, " yes you are right it's really cold and you really need it because you have to sit out here while waiting for your grandson."

she was about to deny again but I cut her off "please mam, you are just like my own grandmother and if I leave you here in this cold weather like this I won't feel at ease. And about me, I am just about to get in bus and in no time I will reach home. so please take it."

That old lady smiled brightly at me and I noticed her beautiful gray eyes shining with gratefulness as she took the coat from my hand and said" thank you so much dear. you have a really beautiful heart just like your beautiful face." I blushed. "what is your name dear?" she asked me. " I am Iris" I replied.

"It's a really beautiful name dear. I am

Melissa" she told and took that coat from my hand. I was feeling bad for her as she has to wait outside in this cold for one more hour. Suddenly something came into my my mind and I asked her" since when are you out here. when did you loose your purse and phone. She replied "around 12 in afternoon". And right now it was six in the evening. Then why is she still here even after this much time. Did no one helped her since then. I thought to myself.

she saw my expressions and understood what I was thinking and said " At first I got confused and could not understand what to do, then when I thought I should call my grandson, he was not reachable because he was in meeting. But I was trying again and again so he answered the call and after listening to my situation he cancelled all of his meetings and he is coming here to pick me."

I nodded and asked "have you eaten anything".She was about to reply but I again cut her off and said " I know you haven't. I will bring something for you" I was about to turn around but she held my hand saying "I am okay child.you don't have to I am not hun-".I stopped her from talking and said " please, let me help you a little." After saying that I started moving towards food truck not giving her any chance of saying no.

I bought sandwich and one bottle of coke for her. All this time I was having a feeling like someone is looking at me. I tried to look around but could not find anyone looking towards me. so I ignored the feeling and came back and gave her the sandwich and coke. She smiled at me while thanking me and I returned the gesture with my own smile. She was about to say something but I saw bus coming so I just said goodbye to her and told her to take care of herself and eat the food until his grandson comes and ran towards bus station.

It was really cold out here so I hugged myself and was about to get into the bus when someone called me from behind holding my forearm, stopping me from going forward. I turned around to find a man standing there with his 6'3 Height, his perfect muscular physique. He was wearing white t shirt and black ripped jeans, holding my arm with his one hand and jacket in another one, looking at me with his baby blue eyes which were the most beautiful eyes I have seen in my life. He was handsome and you can even say gorgeous.

'what are you doing Iris. since when you started ogling men.' my mind spoke. Then I thought 'what does he want from me why is he holding my arm.' I looked at my hand where he was holding me and I slowly took my hand out of his grip.

I looked up and found him staring at me. He had so many emotions in his eyes which I could not decipher. But it felt like he was in some trance. His stare was making me feel something. I took one step away as I realised he was standing too close, just one step away from me and asked him politely " how can I help you?"

He came out of whatever trance he was in after hearing my voice and held his hand up in which he was holding the jacket saying " take this it's really cold today." I stared at him confused not moving from my place, my bus long forgotten. He must have sensed my confusion as he said " I saw you helping that woman there but it is really cold out here so you might need it. You should cover yourself up otherwise you might catch a cold."

I felt something in my heart but I don't know what.I ignored it thinking 'I think he just wants to help you Iris like you helped that lady Melissa'. I looked at jacket once then again to him and said politely "Thank you, but I don't need it as I am just going home so I won't be exposed to cold for that long."

I saw next bus coming behind me and then again looked into his eyes which were staring down at me, I smiled to him once saying goodbye and turning in my heels to get into the bus.

I could still feel him staring at me from behind but I didn't turn around to look at him even when my heart was screaming at me to look at him for just one more time.