Cruel Destiny novel Chapter 42

Third Person POV

It was a sunny day in London and the birds were chirping in the garden where a family was sitting.

A six-year-old boy was lying on the grass and moving his hands on it.

A beautiful smile was adoring his face and he giggled when the grass tickled his feet.

"Scott, I thought we were gonna play." His friend, Miranda, came and questioned him.

Miranda was the daughter of a maid in their house but they never let her feel like that or mentioned it to her.

She has been Scott's companion since childhood. Their bond was something that can't be broken.

They both were months apart. His mother took care of her too as her mother died 1 year ago, leaving her alone.

They didn't know about her father as her mother had never mentioned him.

After the death of her mother, Miranda was staying with their family.

Scott just giggled and said "Silly, we are playing. The grass is now my friend and he was tickling me."

Miranda's tears started to fell on her chubby cheeks and she said "You are not gonna be my friend anymore"

Her friend has another friend. He would forget about her just like her mother.

Scott looked at her and a frown appeared on his cute face. He wondered what happened to her all of a sudden.

He stood up and said goodbye to his new friend grass and ran toward her.

He stood in front of her and wiped her tears and asked "Why are you crying, Mi,"

She cried hard, making him panic. Then between hiccups, she said "You got a new friend. You are leaving me alone."

He laughed loudly and put his hand on her forehead and pushed it a little and said "You are silly Mi,"

He then kissed her cheek, making her smile, and said "you are my first friend."

She giggled then Scott continued "Let's meet my new friend. He will be your friend too."

They both went and laid down on the grass and moved their hands and laughed when it tickled them.

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As time was passing their bonding was flourishing. They had passed the stage of being friends and now they loved each other.

Years had passed and now it was time to live their dream. They both had turned 20 and they had decided on a college for the bachelor's degree.

Miranda had her associate degree but now it was time for the bachelor's.

Meanwhile, Scott had already started his four years for a bachelor's degree in business.

Scott always wanted to be a doctor but he had his wish deep-buried because he knew that his father wanted him to take over his business.

He would never do something which could make his father disappointed. He knew that his father would never say about it.

He respected and loved his father a lot. Men like his father were very rare and he hoped he could be like him too.

He was home as it was his vacation. He greeted his mother and father but his eyes were searching for someone.

Miranda was standing on the stairs waiting for his eyes to devour her.

She was the perfection of beauty. She has the perfect curves and no one can stand up to her level.



When their eyes met, they froze. She had seen him after two years and he sure was a sight for the sore eyes.

She couldn't control the beautiful smile which curled on her lips making her more enthralling.

When he winked at her, she smiled and winked back at him making him chuckle.

"Aren't you gonna greet me, Mi," he asked her, making everyone aware of her presence.

He had seen her after a lot of time. Two years to be more precise as he had moved out when he got 18.

Now he couldn't stay away from her. He will tell her about his feelings later tonight and will propose to her.

He didn't want to lose her as she was his first love. He knew that if he got late, someone else would take her.

She came downstairs and hugged him tightly and whispered "I missed you so much, Scott."

He kissed her cheek and replied "I missed you a lot, Mi,"

They stayed in their world for a while until his mother announced, breaking their spell.

"It's time for dinner."

They pulled away and Miranda went inside with Sophie Allen (Scott's mother) to help her.

Scott was looking at her retreating figure with a longing look on his face until his father called his name.

Steve Allen (Scott's father) was just waiting for the day when he would hand over his company and responsibility to his only child.

He had made sure to raise him in the right way. Even though he had spoiled him rotten, he never made him a spoilt brat.

He may not be his biological child but he never let him feel like that. He was, for him and the world, his real child.

FLASHBACK

Sophie Allen had been married before Steve came into her life. Her first husband was abusive and alcoholic.

She had been forced into this. She had her dreams which were brutally shattered when her parents married her off to that abusive man.

She didn't accept him and kept her distance until he forced himself on her and impregnated her with Scott.

After that, the abuse came which never stopped not even in her pregnancy.

She had called the cops one time but he beat the shit out of her and induced her to answer the cops that it was a misunderstanding.

He threatened her with her newborn child and she, being a good mother, lied to the authorities.

Everyone was just like before but then a dreadful day came. Her husband came home drunk on his child's birthday.

Scott was crying as he had a fever and that was disturbing his father.

In his anger, he picked up a pickaxe and went with swaying legs to the room where his wife was consoling his child.

"I will stop your crying now." He said, standing at the entrance of the room.

Sophie saw him and screamed hard. She picked up her crying child and ran toward the bathroom.

She hurriedly closed the door and locked it. She flinched when she heard the banging on the door.

Little Scott was still crying in her arms and she too cried with him. She patted his back and tried to console him but he wasn't stopping.

She watched in horror when her husband started to attack the door with the pickaxe.

It was now or never. Watch her son die or run from there. That was the last thought she had in her mind before she moved according to her plan.

She opened the window of the bathroom and looked back and saw that he had broken down half of the door.

He peeked at her with angry eyes and seethed "I will kill you bitch along with that little bastard."

She climbed out of the window and ran with bare feet toward the main street.

She ran on the silent streets when she heard the furious voice of her husband.

"Come back bitch." He barked

Her heart was in her throat and she was shaking badly. She almost stumbled when her foot stuck with a stone on her way.

She looked down and saw that it had started to bleed. Still, she didn't stop and ran.

Now she was getting tired. The need to take some breath has been intensifying.

She saw a car coming on her way. She stood in front of the car and it stopped.

She knocked on the window of the car which was tinted black. She was desperate to save her child or else she would never plead to someone.

"Please help me. He will kill us." She pleaded to the person who was sitting inside.

The back door of the car opened and she quickly sat inside and closed the door with a shut.

She looked ahead and saw that he was still chasing them and threw his pickaxe toward the car

She closed her eyes not wanting to see this. She hugged her son close to her chest. A sob left her lips thinking that about their condition.

"Drive,"

She heard a hard voice ordering someone. She opened her eyes and looked at her savior.

He was a man who was probably in his late 20s. He was handsome but what awestruck her was his eyes.

He has kind eyes unlike her husband and her father. He was glaring at her husband with hard eyes.

But when he turned his face toward her, his eyes softened when he saw her condition.

He then took her toward his house as he didn't know where to drop her. He made her feel welcomed in his home.

She got to know that he was the richest man in Europe. She was scared and thought that he would be just like the man whose stories she had heard.

But he had proved her wrong. He took care of her and had shown his gentle side to her.

Slowly they both started to fall in love. She was hesitant even though she knew that he wasn't like her first husband.

And most of all, she was still married at that time. She had voiced out her opinion and he just said that it would be alright.

A few days later, an officer came toward the mansion to inform her about the death of her first husband.

She just nodded and closed the door. There wasn't an ounce of sadness on her face.

Instead, she was feeling free. She would have felt bad if he hadn't been chasing toward her to kill her child.

They both got married as they loved each other and there was no reason to stop it.

He had accepted her child and gave him his name. What else she wanted in her life.

FLASHBACK ENDS

Scott shook his head and sat on the couch beside his father. He gave a smile to his father and asked "How are you, dad?"

His father chuckled and while caressing his hair, said "I am good, son."

"So when are you going to ask her?" Steve asked his son.

His parents knew about him and Miranda and were just waiting for his son to ask her.

Scott looked at his father with wide eyes and innocently asked "Dad what are you talking about?"

"I love your mother so I know that you Miranda. You have the same look into your eyes which I have." His dad smirked

Scott just chuckled and said "Tonight,"

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Scott was very nervous about tonight. He was going to ask his childhood friend and his love to marry him.

What if she said no? What would he do then? Of course, he would respect her wishes and would stay away.

He had arranged the most beautiful dinner in the lakeside where they used to come in their childhood.

She entered his view and he got mesmerized looking at her. She was so beautiful and she would be his wife for the rest of their life.

Miranda was in awe when she saw this. It was the most luxurious dinner she had ever seen.

Her mother was dead but one thing she has never forgotten was her money talk.

She was 5 years old when her mother died and Aunt Sophie took her under her wings.

Her mother always talked about money and how her life would have been different if she had that.

Her mind struck on that. She started to crave money. She was kind at heart but no one can fulfill her lust for money and power.

He beautifully proposed to her and she was mesmerized by the ring he had given her.

It was beautiful and expensive which she would love to show off in front of her friends.

She kissed them and took him by surprise as it was their first kiss together.

She had gotten what she wanted in her life. She would have a beautiful husband who loves and whom she loves too.

And most importantly, she would have the power and money she had wanted all her life.

She would be the wife of the richest man in Europe. She gave him a dazzling smile when she pulled back.

"Let's get married tonight." She whispered against his lips.

He gave her a bewildered face and said "But I have just proposed to you."

She sighed and said "Okay but within a week."

She somehow made him agree and told the good news to his parents who were very happy for them.

They have had their wedding after a week which was the most expensive wedding in England as per her choice.

For the honeymoon, Miranda had chosen Virgin British Island. They had spent around one month there before coming back to their home.

They were now packing their bag to leave for the college. Scott's vacation had ended and now it was his time to go back.

He was very excited about the university. He should be as his dream was about to come true.

No one knew other than his mother than he had taken the medical course as well.

It was very difficult to manage but still, he was doing it by alternating his days at each school.

He has been an intelligent child. More intelligent than Miranda which had never affected her as she was proud of him.

He was sad that she had to leave him as she had taken admission in an American college.

He hugged her tightly and said "I'll miss you, Mi. Take care of yourself."

She smiled and thanked god that he had given her a husband who loved her so much.

"You will come to meet me, right?" She asked him

He just smiled and gave her an Eskimo kiss and said "Of course I will. I love you."