
Billionaire's Regret
Parineeta Singh · Ongoing · 119.8k Words
Introduction
Five years ago, when Sara stepped in their relationship, Violet was forced to disappear from Dominic’s life. Though living the perfect life of wealth and fame, Dominic had never been happy since then. He searched for Violet like a mad man, despite the pressure from his family.
Five years later, when they met again, Dominic was determined to bring her back to her rightful place. But Violet was not his once weak and fragile wife anymore. She was strong and capable to win her own battles. Yet Sara, having climbed so close to Dominic, would not hesitate to sabotage their relationship once again.
Chapter 1
Dominic’s P.O.V.
I looked at the person standing in the full-length mirror. He was a successful businessman with everything that one could dream of. He had the perfect look that made girls drool over him and even eye-raped him. He had achieved the success that a businessman can dream of in the past five years. In the past five years, the sky showered everything that to him that a man can want in his life. This man is me. I am Dominic Whitemore. In the past five years, I achieved everything that I wanted in my life except……
I once again looked at myself in the mirror. I was ready to go to the office wearing a black suit pair with a light blue tailored shirt and black leather shoes. Perfect look for a perfect businessman. I smirked at my look and then took my watch from the shelf and went out of the room after taking my wallet and my phone from the table. My room was on the first floor of the mansion and the whole floor only belonged to me. No one not even Sara was permitted to come to this floor. Only the cleaning staff and my PA was allowed to come here.
“Good Morning”, I looked at Sara who was standing near the dining table. “Good Morning”, I said in a flat tone while looking at emails on my phone. I went straight to my chair and sat down. I didn’t even look at her as it was not necessary for me. The maid came forward and served me the breakfast. “We have to attend a Charity Ball organized by Mrs Mayor tonight”, Sara said after I started eating my breakfast.
“I will be there”, I said without looking at him. “At least tell me what you are going to wear so that I can arrange my attire according to that”, I heard her complaining again. “There is no use of matching our attire. You are my plus one and just wear whatever you seem fit for the occasion”, I said in a cold voice giving a finality.
I heard nothing again and finish my breakfast without saying anything more. I stood up after finishing my breakfast and headed out of the mansion. She knew what she needed to do. There was a time when I was concerned for her. I was not so cold towards her. After what happened five years ago changed everything for me. That incident changed everything between me and her and she was the one who brought this on herself.
I straight went to my latest model of BMW in black colour parked outside the mansion with my chauffeur. He greeted me and opened the door for me. I passed a small smile to him before hopping inside. He hopped at the driver’s seat after closing the door on my side and ignited the engine. I buckled myself and then took the tablet from its holder and checked my schedule of the day that my PA, Emily, had sent to me early in this morning.
I had three meetings back to back with various departments and then with major shareholders, and then I had to go to meet Mr Christopher Moore, the current CEO of Moore Inc. that I was taking over in a month. The old man was selling his company to me because he never married and hence had no heir. His company is still booming and worth the money that I was spending on it. I looked out of the window and thought about the situation in which I was buying his company. Would I also end up like him in the end or I would get the chance to meet my heir who is somewhere in this world?
I sighed and leaned my head back on the backrest of the car. It was all my mistake. I trusted the wrong people when I needed to trust only one person. I broke her beyond repair and lost two important persons of my life. In the past five years, I had sent so many investigators out there in search of them but none of them had anything about them. I gulped down the invisible lump that had formed in my throat due to the pain that I had in my chest since she left me.
“We reached, Sir”, I heard my chauffer’s voice and came out of my stance. He opened the door for me and I came out of the car with the tablet in my hand. “Good Morning, Sir”, Emily bowed a little in front of me and I nodded. She was standing outside the car. I went straight towards the elevator not giving any attention to her. She knew what she needed to do. I heard the clanking of heels on the floor behind me while waiting for the elevator.
We both went inside the elevator. Emily Parker was 25 years old single woman with a very cheerful personality. She was working with me for the last three years and I didn’t know who she managed to tolerate my cold and cranky demeanour all these years. She was efficient in her work and the most important thing about her personality was, she was not like the other PA’s that I had appointed in the past. She once called me big badass brother to her to some employees in the cafeteria but I heard her. She didn’t know yet but since that day, I tried to be less cold with her.
“Your mother is waiting for you in your chamber, Sir”, she informed me and I gave a slight nod. One thing that was common in me and Emily was that both of us didn’t like my mother. What about my meeting with Mr Moore?” I asked her and she replied immediately, “The meeting will be held at the same time as we have discussed before”. I nodded again. The door opened and we both went out of the elevator.
“I will be in my room, Sir”, she said and I looked at her. She blinked innocently and I sighed. It meant that I had to face my mother alone. I went straight to my room and opened the door. “Good morning, mother”, I greeted her in a formal tone without looking at her and went straight to my chair. “Dominic… what’s with this formal tone? I am your mother for god sake”, she complained while coming near me.
I didn’t answer her and opened my laptop. “Dominic… I am talking to you”, she whined again. “I am listening to you”, I said in a cold tone while opening my emails. “I am listening”, I once again used the same tone. “What are you thinking about marrying Sara?” she asked me after a short silence and my hands stopped typing. I looked at her this time with cold eyes.
“I am already married, mother and I have no intention of taking a mistress”, I replied her in a cold tone again. She widened her eyes in shock and I again moved my gaze on my screen. “You can’t be serious, Dominic”, she said in disbelief but I didn’t answer her. We both had argued so many times in the past over this matter and I was now fed with this topic.
“She has gone. She is not coming back. You… you need someone beside you who can give you love and care”, she again started her excuses and I snapped my head towards her. “And what makes you think that Sara is suitable for me, huh?” I asked her in an accusing tone this time while narrowing my eyes on her. “She is the best for you, Dominic. Can’t you see? She did everything to be with you and she never left your side since that incident”, I banged my hand on the table cutting her off and she flinched at her place.
“She is getting everything that she can get by being beside me. She is now a famous model that she wanted and has everything that she dreamed of. So, don’t tell me what she sacrificed for me. She is here that has the maximum advantage of that incident and don’t you ever say that again”, I was now fuming in anger. At the same time, Emily barged in with a pleasant fake smile on her face. “Sir… everyone is waiting for you in the meeting room”, she said in a polite tone.
“I will be there, Emily. Wait for me there”, I instructed her in a calm voice that stunned my mother and she nodded and then closed the door again. “How can you have such a mannerless girl as your PA? She never knocked on the door whenever I come here to meet you”, my mother started her banter again and I smirked while standing from the chair. “She knows when to knock and when not”, I said and without waiting for her next comment, I stormed out of the room.
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