Anamika- The broken beauty

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 ..

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"