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Fractured

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The story starts with the description, hero is a very intelligent and outstanding student of the university. He hails from a very poor family and falls in love with a rich girl. The girl uses him to pass out her course and deletes him from her life with humiliation because of his poverty. Not only this her father subjects him to an accident to eliminate him from her life permanently. But as fate has it, the hero is saved by a billionaire who also makes him the legal heir of all his properties. Over night the hero becomes the richest man and CEO of his adopted father's company. During one of his business meetings as a chief guest for a painting competition, he meets the heroin who is a painter and deaf  and dumb girl. As time proceeds the hero realizes he is falling in love with her. He is smitten by her beauty, innocence and simplicity. Taking the permission of her parents, he marries her and his first love comes back. (The girl who dumped him because of his poverty) She tries to plead her innocence but the hero is not ready to fall for her bait once again foolishly. Thus the vamp gets him to an accident. How his deaf and dumb wife manages to get him back his memory, not only manages his business successfully in spite of her handicap but also becomes a super mother is the next part of the story. This book stresses on female empowerment and women fiction. Its the story of a deaf and dumb girl and a billionaire. Due to circumstances the hero of this story forgets his past and how this deaf and dumb girl wins over her challenges in life is the main part of this story. This is book on female empowerment and women fiction. The girl in spite of her handicap not only manages her husband's vast business but excels in it by expanding their company to other parts of the world. She helps in healing her husband and also takes care of their child.

Chapter 1

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How could you even imagine that a wealthy girl from a powerful family like me would marry a beggar like you? I just used you to attain good grades James Marshal." She speaks arrogantly between her chuckles. The crowd started murmuring, some smiled conceited and others gazed at me with pitiful looks.

I blink twice, thrice but nothing registered in my brain. I was still on my knee with my hand extended holding the ring in the box. Sherlock gets behind pats my shoulder and helps me to stand.

and I took the pledge.

I will destroy you Amaira Witmore to a state of no retrieval. This is the vow of a wounded anthropoid who resolves treachery better than a nature's fury.

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The auditorium was filled with students after our school's annual cultural ceremony. There was an important announcement to be made by our school principal.

Everyone kept their fingers crossed on what's the important news they were to hear in such a short notice. I already know the news but I'm not the one to disclose.

I'm James Marshal, an introvert , boringly studious and a school captain for the senior volleyball team.

A few among my friends came rushing to me after sneaking out for snacking at the college cafeteria. "Hi James, what do you think the old man wants to lecture us with this time?"

I only smile at my best friend Sherlock and look ahead. The principal enters the stage in his neatly gelled gray hair and polished black suit. "Good afternoon, dear students. I know all of you are speculating on the news I am going to expose but I wouldn't keep you waiting. Yes, the results of our school literary topper are out. Any guesses?"

Everyone in the hall began to gossip and some were shouting my name. "Yes you are right." He breathes excitedly. "The literary topper for the academic year 2015-16 is Adrian James Marshal."

Everyone begins to clap and whisper congratulations to me. I reach the stage shaking hands with a few fellow students on my way. The principal pats my shoulder a look of appreciation in his experienced eyes. He gives me a firm handshake and hands over the trophy to me. My fingers run admiring the beautiful copper shield and eyes twinkle in happiness looking down at the crowd cheering for me. It was my biggest moment of joy, my achievement and the reward for my hard work from the last two years.

Unlike all my friends and classmates hailing from opulent families I did not have the power of money to rank an admission in St Xavier's. I am a middle class boy who worked night and day for the best grades and attained what I'm today.

My father left this world when I was less than two. My mother works two jobs a day as a waitress in a restaurant in the evening and serves as a billing assistant in a grocery shop during the morning shift to place food on our dining table.

My only aim in my life is one day become a popular man, earn millions and free my mother from all the struggles she encountered in her life to bring me up.

As I walk down the stage with the trophy in my hand the girl most awaited and the one who stole my every dream comes forward and hugs me tight. "Congratulations James" Amaira whispers and kisses my cheek.

Goosebumps invaded my system as I experienced the touch of her lips on my skin. The crowd acclaims and claps for us as we escape to the back of the stage.

"Hi James I felt very happy for your achievement. I'm very lucky to have you as my friend. I wish one day to become like you and make my parents proud." She beams to me in admiration. "You are two years younger to me and have time to prepare and win the literary trophy. Don't worry I will prepare you well even after I pass out from the school." I assure Amaira and get each of us a chocolate muffin from the cafeteria.

As promised I coached Amaira in all the subjects and helped her achieve good grades. "I will pay you the fees for teaching me." She insisted. "It will help you earn a few days of meals instead of suffering from hunger." I felt very sad for her words but brushed my thoughts away. Amaira is my girlfriend. She would only think good about me and in a way tried to help me but I wouldn't take any fees from her. I continued to teach her for the next two years and helped her fetch good grades.

Six months later,

It was the final day of school, the day of school prom. It was also the day I decided to make Amaira officially my girlfriend though it would be a surprise for her.

I was dressed a black tuxedo. The prom dance was about to start. The stage was beautifully decorated with roses, lilies and several colorful lights. My fingers were trembling in anxiety as I walked to the center of the stage with my hand dipped in my pants pocket, holding the blue rectangular box in my fingers.

My friend Sherlock called Amaira to the stage. She was dressed in an ankle length turquoise color gown that hugged her curves in the right places. Amaira is my first love, first kiss my first in everything.

She looked very beautiful and immaculate like a fallen Angel in the rich attire. The color of the gown reflecting her eye color made her explicit and gorgeous from the usual crowd of girls. All the students were clapping for us as Amaira walked to the stage because they already knew what was about to happen.

Some of my friends tried to teach me tales about Amaira's disloyalty to me but I'm intelligent enough not to believe such gossip. My angel is as pure as the holy cross.

She was standing in front of me. The crowd coos for us as I gave her the rose and dropped on my knee to hold out the promise ring for her. "Amaira, will you grace me on this special occasion to be my girlfriend and future wife?" I asked her in expectancy with anticipation in my eyes and a full blown smile on my lips.

My ears recorded a roar of laughter at the next second but my eyes weren't ready to believe on what's happening in front of me. "Amaira what happened to you? Are you okay?" I ask her in a stupor about to reach her hand. She evaded my touch moving behind, held her head back and laughed.

A handsome young man walks to the stage in the next second. "How could you even imagine that a wealthy girl from a powerful family like me would marry a beggar like you? I just used you to attain good grades James Marshal." She speaks arrogantly between her chuckles. The crowd started murmuring, some smiled conceited and others gazed at me with pitiful looks.

Sherlock walks behind and pats on my back trying to ease me. "What you have done is a blunder. A day will come when you will pay for this." He cautions Amaira but she doesn't seem to care in the least.

"Look at that shabby suit Marcus," she snickers and turns to the side to look at the man standing beside her. "You should have taken your tutoring fees from me James, tsk...tsk." She gives a deplored look. "At least you would have purchased a suit worth wearing instead of using this rag." She points to my dress in a condemnation.

Marcus gives me a look of disgust with a shake of his head and holds Amaira's hand. After taking two steps forward he stops and turns back. "Don't you dare to look at my girl ever again." He warns in a menacingly low growl with a finger pointed to me and walks away from the stage.

I blink twice, thrice but nothing registered in my brain. I was still on my knee with my hand extended holding the ring in the box. Sherlock gets behind patting my shoulder and helping me to stand.

"She...she" I pointed to Sherlock Amaira's departing form but no words further pulled out except the tears in my eyes washing out in streams out of my cheeks.

"Hold up those stupid tears, you are born a man and supposed to be bold, decisive." Sherlock admonished. "You would stay intrepid, undaunted and teach the b*tch a lesson. Promise me that today." He spoke determinedly hypnotizing me by his gutsy gray pools and I took the pledge.

I will destroy you Amaira Witmore to a state of no retrieval. This is the vow of a wounded anthropoid who resolves treachery better than a nature's fury.

Chapter 2

Adrian

After Amaira's exposition of her true colors and her heartbreaking words my world collapsed. The only girl I loved with all my heart had betrayed me, broke my heart to pieces without a care. I felt used, deprived and most of all cheated.

The moment I reached outside the auditorium I broke to a ground wrecking yowl but unlike Amaira Sherlock did not abandon me. He was there beside me when I required him the most. With his words of inspiration I recollected myself.

By the time I left his house, it was dark. Mom had called me twice anxious about my whereabouts. After my school I work a part time job as an accountant in a nearby financial agency. Though the earning is not much, it takes care of my tuition fees and purchase of my school books but I was not in the right state of mind to work that day. I called the office and reported that I was sick.

When mom called I did not tell her about what happened at the school auditorium. She already had enough

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