Classic Novel
Chapter 1 - Anamika
Chapter 1 - Anamika
Anamika's pov
It's been almost one year now since I came to Italy... For business purpose but I liked this country so
decided to settle down here... everything is going perfect..I own some hotels in Italy too so I started to
handle my work from here..
My foster brother chang lives in America with his newly wed husband and I am glad I moved out
because it's really embarrassing, I caught them while eating each other's faces and doing the deed and
their reactions were hilarious... I really respect brother chang. He had helped me alot in my bad times
and treated me like his sister actually more like a daughter and I am very grateful for that, he is my only
family... The little bit of faith I have in humanity is because of him he makes me believe that good
people still exists in this cruel world...
I am a total mess now. There's colours on my face, hands, hair everywhere since I am painting. I like
painting, it's my passion and I am good at it so good that I am known as a famous artist called
stoneheart... Artist who is unknown to the world as I have never disclosed my identity to the world as
stoneheart. My paintings are quite famous and I am glad people are loving them without knowing the
face of the artist... When I was going through my tough time, painting helps me alot, I poured my each
and every emotion in that paintings, it helps alot when you use your passions and hobbies to avoid the
sadness and loneliness you are feeling, you never felt alone when you engrossed yourself in things
which provides you peace. Stoneheart is one of the biggest secret of my life and no one knows it....
Only my trusted people knows who I am and I love to keep it like that, I don't like unwanted attention,
never craves for it...
After finishing my work I checked my phone. Some work related messages are there and one from my
only friend rose.... She is cousin of brother chang and we have been friends for a long time now. I like
her she has lovely personality, always excited and happy totally contrast to my personality...
"don't forget.. be ready by 8pm for the club and I will kill you if you will cancel it anna ?...wear
something hot ?"
This girl is crazy, she is the only girl who can make me do crazy things that I would never do... I am not
a party type girl I don't do clubs and late night parties... I don't drink and I don't see any use of going
there I will rather stay at home read books or paint something but it's her birthday and I don't want to
upset her afterall she is my only friend...
And most importantly because I have a flight to America tomorrow morning... For my new project of 5
star hotel... I have to look for everything and make necessary arrangements, it's a big project... I like to
do and check things personally besides It will be a good time for paying visit to my another hotels since
I have to make necessary changes in them too, I often pay surprise visits, it helps to know how my
employees are handling the work in my absence... It will take maximum six months so I won't be able
to meet her till then... my packing is almost done too...
It's still 6 pm and I have two hours to get ready.... I striped in the bathroom and turned on the shower
letting all the colours flow with water....
I closed my eyes and started thinking about my life, how I became like this, how my world turned
upside down, how I became stoneheart. Stoneheart is not only the name of my artwork but also the
truth of my life. 9 years ago I lost my everything, my family , my grandmother, my sanity ,my trust and
faith in humanity , ability to love people, my innocence, my happy loving life and myself... My life which
was once full of colours and happiness and now it's empty and there is nothing but darkness.
9 years ago I saw the dark side of this world... The world which broke me into million pieces, i was
alone an 18 year old innocent and naive girl, broken and damaged who lost everything, this cruel world
took everything from me and left me with nothing, there was no one to give me their shoulder to lean on
and tell me that ..
"don't worry anna don't cry it will be fine, it's ok" ...
no one .. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.
but I never lost hope, I fought back with all I got and never gave up and never will, people may try to
break me and destroy me but I will stand again and fight back stronger than before... and I did it, it took
me 6 years to build my own empire from nothing to millions ... I am a self made millionaire. I own many
restaurants, hotels and resorts in different countries, and also do investment in different projects..
I have enough skills and talents that I can make my own fortune... My grandmother made me like that..
strong..she was my ideal I always admired her... The way she handles everything, she never taught me
to give up, she was queen and she raised me like a queen... Whoever messes up with me I showed
them their place and where they belong, I have learned it the Very hard way, and trust me when people
tests your patience when you already has fucked up mind then it becomes important to show them
whom they are fucking with...
Love and trust does not have place in my life, it costed me my everything... I have build strong walls
around my heart and won't let them fall for anyone... No one can break it... I won't let that happen, Even
if someone is capable enough to do that I daubt I will let him..
I turn of the shower and dry myself..
I saw myself in the mirror my body is full of tattoos. Yes I have tattoos all over my body and every tattoo
holds a strong meaning... Rising pheonix from flames tattoo which covers all my back it's a symbol of
hope, rebirth and renewal, it's show Just like the phoenix emerges from its ashes, so can human after
devastation and loss.. lion face and roses on my right hand with my grandmother's name "Shakuntla" in
hindi letters, singh in my name means lion and I like Rose's which thought us how to bloom Even if you
are surrounded with thorns.... angel of peace and natraaj ( god of dance/art) on my left hand....
peacock tattoo on my right thigh which ends up below the knee...and tattoo of a queen with crown on
my right thigh which covers all of it, flowers and butterflies on my ankles and below calves... I love my
tattoos ...
They hide my darkest secret..
I choose red colour short backless dress which shows my tattoos of back and both the hands.With
smoky eyes, red lipstick and high heels I am ready for the night... I saw myself In the mirror and I am
satisfied with the look... I have dark blue eyes, fair skin, long straight brunette hair but today I curled
them up and mole on my upper lips, I have a good body not so small not so big with height of 5.5...
Rose is coming in her own car so I don't have to wait for her, I am sure she is already waiting for me
there, always overexcited for clubbing...
I grabbed my clutch heading towards my car where my bodyguards was waiting... They are must
because sometimes it becomes hard to deal with perverts.
Mr. Brown opened the door for me like a gentleman he is, I thanked him politely, getting in we left for
the club...
I don't do one night type of things... hell I don't even talk to any man if it's not business, fucking them is
out of the picture... All I see is lust in their eyes and I hate it to my gut... Many of them trys to approach
me but I turned everyone down very politely and those who don't understand in simple way... I make
them understand in my own fucking way. I destroyed each and every man who ever tried to touch me
and saw me with bad intentions... I am not a fucking object and I will never give them a chance to treat
me like one... That's why my bodyguards are gays and I am glad they are my guards , Mr. brown and
Mr. Harding... they both are well built with height of 6.5 and are working for me for almost 6 years...
One look from them is enough to make someone piss in their pants and they do their job perfectly...
They don't show mercy on anyone who tries to harm me and I won't stop them either.... afterall...
"I am not a woman to be messed with"