MARK'S POINT OF VIEW

I don't understand how these words escaped my mouth. I never planned on saying them. Its not like she is going to reciprocate my feelings. Oh hell, she is not even going to understand. She will probably think I am pranking her, like she thought at he party when she found Aryan and Manvi kissing. 

Aryan.........

He only dated poor Nea to get to me. The jerk decided to make professional rivalry into personal. First time in ten years ever since I have been successful, I fell in love with a girl and he decided to take advantage of that. I still can't process everything I just learnt now. And now, I am adding Nea to the list of messes. Wish, I could tell her everything but the poor girl will only get hurt more.

10  YEARS EARLIER

It was always Antara's dream to have her own magazine. She had begun working on it.

"Wait, till you see how successful it will be!" She stated one day, sitting on my lap. "Of course it will be." I repied with a kiss on her cheeck. 

"I can't thank you enough for letting me do this, honey. " She said with a huge smile. She was so happy. Her smile makes my day. How did I get so lucky? 

"Of course baby, now that the Germans have decided to invest in our company instead of Aqua, I can sit in peace and invest in Enchante." 

"You will be one of the leading businessman of our country soon, I know it!" She chirped. 

My poor wife, it was after her dream since the past three days. On our first date, she announced her dream of reaching millions of women with her magazine. Her beauty was enough to lure me to her but her determination and passion was what actually made me stick to her. I made sure, I was going to help her with it. But being new to the world of business, we didn't have enough. Now I was finally able to give her enough to money to start her dream project.

A week later, while at work I got a call. 

"Is this Mayank Sharma?" A hard voice enquired. 

"Yes it is. Who is this?"

"Hi, sir. I am really sorry to infrom you but we believe your wife, Antara Sharma has been in an accident. She passed away right on spot. We need you to come identify the body." 

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The doctors told me she was about four weeks pregnant. My beautiful wife was going to be a mother. Did she know? Was she planning on surprising me? She always wanted to be a mother. In five years of our marriage, we had been trying but to no avail. It made her really upset. And now finally god decided to show us his grace. 

But then he decided to take her away. It has been a month and I still don't understand when this dark cloud will ever shift.

Life has no meaning. I tried to come to work today but I can't comprehend anything. I don't understand what am I supposed to do. 

I woke up to see this beauty lying next to me, completely naked. I could not help but keeping looking at her. She was asleep peacefully. I have seen her like this a million times now but everytime, I get excited like its the first time.  I placed a small kiss on her back. She turned towards me and gave me  her glorious smile.

"Good morning." She said sleepily.

"You look so beautiful." I said. She laughed.

"And you have bad morning breath." She gestured towards the bathroom asking me to brush my teeth. 

"Do you know romance?" I teased.

"I am sorry honey. Its a little difficult to be romantic with my nose being tortured." She said  apologetically. 

I sighed and got up. Suddenly she poked my arm and pulled me towards her. 

"I love you so much, Mayank. I will always love you." 

"Even with bad morning breathe?" 

"Always means, always." 

Where are you now, Antara? You promised to love me always. I need you more than ever now sweetheart. If it only were me instead of her than at least our baby could have lived as well. 

My thoughts were interrupted with this young boy walking in. He must be about 18.

"Who let you in? Please come back later. I can't deal with anything right now." 

"Our entire business depended on the deal you took from my father." He said with tears in his eyes. 

"What?" I looked over confused.

"My father committed suicide yesterday because we were unable to pay  back the loan. We needed the germans in our company."

"Business is business, kid. Someone is losing something everyday. I didn't kill your father." I said calmy.

"You piece of shit! Look at you. Not even sorry for the life you took. How greedy can you be?" 

"You should leave kiddo. Before I call security." 

"I am not a kid. My name is Aryan. I was heir to the company you destoryed and son to the father you took away, and I will make you pay. I will destroy you."  With that the kid left. 

And I went back to my grieving. I knew I could not grieve anymore. I knew I had to fulfill one last wish of Antara. I will make enough money to give ENCHANTE  the grand start it deserves.

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Five years have passed and I have finally begun working on Enchante. A  lot of well qualified and experienced people have come to me for the post of Editor but somehow no one is good enough. I need someone with depth, someone who can make the readers feel and believe. Someone with the vision of my late wife.

But no one can take my late wife's place. Who will bring Enchante the attention and popularity my wife envisioned. Who can make it one of the best magazines in the world?

One of the investors, a big businessman himself wanted me to meet his daughter. His young daughter, wanted to have  her own magazine someday and wanted to put her input in Enchante. She came by my office one day.

"I know someone perfect for the job." She announced.

"Nicki, we have talked about this. You are not suitable for the job"

She looked annoyed.

"Yeah, whatever. Someday, I will have my own magazine and you will be jealous, Mark!" She said. "Anyway, not me. My cousin sister, Nea, has her own website. She is an extremely popular blogger with already thousands of women worshipping her. Her website has everything, fashion, beauty and what not."

"I have met a lot of women who know a lot about fashion and beauty Nea, you know thats not what I only want." 

"Yes I know! Thats why I am insisting. Read the section where she writes her blogs! You will love her!" She insisted.

"Alright, I will." 

At night, I took out my laptop and decided to do what Nicki insisted. I opened the website www.Neasworld.com. 

The home page had an introduction. She did not give much details about herself but ended it with "I write what I feel about everything I see." 

Huh? There was a picture however. She looked so similar to Antara, I almost gasped. Dark hair, expressive eyes. This was the first  time, I was noticing a woman. Although she looked really young. Probably as old as Nicki, 20-something. The girl had no experience. Maybe I could make her a writer or something. She is too inexperienced to handle the post of editor in chief.

I decided to go to her blogs section. This kid, seems much more mature than her. She writes like she has experienced a lot more than she should have at this age. Her writings have exactly the depth, I am looking for. 

In the morning, first thing was to call Nicki.

"Hello?" She answered.

"Call your cousin to my office. Ask her if she thinks she can handle being the head of a magazine."

"Oh my god Mark! See, I told you! Just..can you call her yourself. She shouldn't know I did this for her."

"Why?"

"Because its too much fun to fight!" She giggled. 

World of Nea, welcome to Enchante. 

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PRESENT:

She looked at me as if I grew two heads. I realised she was here to see Manvi as well. And then I realised,  I just told her, I loved her. 

This was not something I was planning to do. Not before I could explain my reason of firing her. She was probably planning to slap me. 

She was walking towards me now. Oh, slap, here it comes. 

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A/N
Hi everyone! PINK DIAMOND crossed 400 reads! I am so happy. :)

Hope you liked the chapter in Mark's point of view! ;) I thought this was best way of understanding how it all began in the first place.

And thanks for making it this far.  PLEASE vote or comment to let me know what you think. Everytime I get a vote, it helps my story to reach more people. :)

This chapter is dedicated to @vidsvidhi.  I LOVE YOU! She is the inspiration behind Nicki, because Nicki, was there for Nea when no one was. :)

Next chapter is going to be interesting, it will be in Nea's point lof view. :)

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