After breaking the heart of the person he loved the most, Richard Black hated himself. But he hated his father more. Their relationship became more strained day after day. Seeing his elder brother with his wife, he almost every time lost his temper. His life which was full of love and laughter changed into blood and gunshots. He gave up all his dreams to protect and serve his father’s empire. To the outside world he was the owner of Black Hawk Group of Companies ,and to the gangsters he was the mafia king. Everyone knew the story of Arthur’s great love story how he chose love over his birthright. But no one knew the story behind the making of a the new king.

Richard had undergone strict training for a whole year learning all about using guns. He learned different techniques of fighting ,kickboxing, martial arts, knives he got it all. It was what kept him from coming back to Amara. He still couldn’t forgive himself for all the things he said to her. His Amara was nothing like that. Each drop of her tears felt like a stab in his chest. But he took all his anger out in these trainings.

“Rodriguez, you knew the terms of our agreement. You had to pay us the full amount or hand over the property papers of your resort. Choice was yours.”

The man in front of Richard shivered with fear. He had already surpassed the extra time he begged. He knew it was a lost case but he still wasn’t going to back down. Opening his drawer, he took out his gun aiming at Ric’s head.

“ I’ll shoot you. Get out of here or I swear I’ll shoot.”

Richard was rather impressed with the old man hard will. He laughed obnoxiously at his threat on killing him. He was shaking like a leaf. Though Richard hated being in mafia, he absolutely loved to bring down his enemies. And this man was far from a enemy, just a man with a sense of wrong judgment.

He sprang up from the chair, knocking the table aside. In a swift second, he had pulled back his arm clenching his fist, he threw it with a force that knocked Rodriguez backwards when connected. The gun went off missing him by an inch.

“You are lucky I’m not in a mood to kill someone or else you’ be dead by now.”

“Noah make sure to get his signatures on the property papers.”

Dusting his coat, he moved to the doors. He barked orders at his right-hand man and his best friend. If anyone knew the depth of Ric's sadness it was Noah. He was there when his best friend was drinking away to forget the words he called Amara.

His men were surrounded all around the resort. Richard was waiting for Noah in the car when his phone rang. He ignored it seeing it was Leah, but the phone kept ringing. Noah entered the car sitting beside him. Seeing the phone, he picked it up and gave it to Ric. Giving him a glare, Ric talked to the person who was yet another reason of his misery.

“Speak.”

“ Baby, we have a meeting with our designer tomorrow at sharp 10 am. Be ready. Bye baby. I Love you.”

The call disconnected. Richard face was red with anger. He had told that nosy female to stop calling him baby. He was a second away from losing it. Noah’s laughter got him out of his thoughts. He flipped him the birds and smiled. Though Leah was a nice woman, she could never have his heart. It was already of someone else.

" Richard, I know its not my place to say but you should give Leah a chance."

" When you know its not your place to say,then why are you saying it?"

"I'm your best friend man. I'll never wish anything wrong for you. Trust me you can't be single all your life."

"Who says I'm single? I have Amara's memories with me. They'll last a lifetime."

"You can't live with memories Ric."

" I have lived these four years because of her memories only."

"Leah is a great woman."

" I never said otherwise. She maybe the most perfect woman in the world but then also she'll not hold a candle infront of my Amara."

" I think you should try to forget her."

" And I think its my decision, my fucking life. So I'll do whatever I want."

" I was just helping you man."

" I don't think I need anyone's help. Noah would you mind leaving me alone."

" Sure man. I'll see you later. "

Ric huffed and sighed. He knew Noah meant well but no one can understand how kuch he feels for Amara. She's his only reason to live. He can even rule the hell if it means her Amara will be safe. Her happiness is his everything. He lives for her and when times come he'll die for her. She is the rainbow to his sky, the sun to his clouds. She is his. He is hers. That's all. No one can ever take her place. Love is something he had always been starved of. An eccentric mother, a mafia lord as a father, an elder brother who was always busy in becoming the heir his father dreamt of. He was all over the place. Nothing ever satisfied him. But the day he saw Amara he knew why he was born in this world. The way they interacted was more beautiful. Just two artists connected by their arts.

Love is a beautiful emotion but it gets even more beautiful and appealing after meeting that one person.

Ric and Amara were dreams. Maybe that was the reason why they never came true. He broke her heart while he breaks everyday in her memories. If only an instrument was there to calculate the intensity of feelings and emotions. Love is what makes and breaks a person. Isn't it though????