"Swooshhh..."

"Swaashhh..."

"Swuushhh..."

On a long tennis court, Henry Mathew was continuously bashing the tennis balls one after the other while the machine was throwing the balls following its normal pace. His hand that still had bruises from yesterday's punches were turning red as his grip on the racket was increasing with every shot. His hand was in pain and the soul reason behind his action was to cause that pain on his hand again so that he could feel that feeling of relief in his heart again when Helena put ointment over his wound yesterday.

Who's Henry Mathew? A smart businessman, the only successor of Mathews and Co. as he has no one in his family. His mom met with an accident he was fourteen and lost her life while his dad had cardiac arrest when he turned out eighteen and since then, he's a lone human with nothing on his man except for business. There's no place for woman in his life with no history of exes or crush and seems to die in the same way.

Well, these are all what the world knows about Henry Mathew, or maybe what Henry Mathew wants the world to know about him. His pace was increasing with every shot with every single sweat beads on his body breaking down until his phone rang with an annoying, creepy and loud ringtone and the very next moment, his grip on the racket loosened while his ears turned more sensitive on that special ringtone he had set for special numbers.

He threw the racket on the floor and walked to get his phone.

"Long time no see J." A rough voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Yeah, I'm busy on my work." He replied with a cold and agitated voice while wiping his face with a towel.

"I see, I hope it's actually the work we do. You know what I mean."

"I feel you're forgetting who you're talking to." His voice turned even more colder, cold enough to freeze a person's heart with every single word he spoke.

"Ahh.. Ahaha.. I was just kidding J. How can I doubt upon you. After all, you're the best and most feared one among us and that too for a good reason." The man from the other side was trying to butter him up to prevent the hurricane that was probably coming towards him while Henry was getting irritated with his blabbering so he cut the call and walked towards his room to freshen up.

Standing under the shower with his eyes closed, the first image that came into his mind was Helena. The first time he saw her on the party and the moment when she was trying to help him out with the wounds that made his heart beat normally, the way it should after a long time. But the very next moment when he remembered that scene when he saw a glimpse of Aiden kissing Helena inside his cabin made him angry again and started punching the wall to vent our his anger just the way he did yesterday.

He came out after a long shower such that his freshly bruised hand had no more blood flowing out cause of continuous water dripping on it. His assistant Erica, who thinks herself as Henry's girlfriend and his better half cause she had gone with him on several parties where they had to come with a partner on which Henry had basically taken her cause he had no other choice plus she was his assistant walked inside his room when he was getting ready. Henry although noticed her, didn't say anything cause he was already in bad mood and didn't want to ruin it more by starting conversation with her.

He is well aware about Erica being bossy around his staffs claiming herself to be his girlfriend while she tries to be cosy with him though she hasn't spoke anything like that directly in front of him yet but he's too busy to give time to such things. "Sir, your hand is wounded. Let me apply ointment on it." With her sweet little words, Erica moved to get the first aid box from the drawer though she knew she would be warned again not to come closer to her and one day she might have to loose her job because of her tricks but still, she wanted to try her luck every time possible. Erica was already surprised for not getting scolded earlier for getting into his room like always and then she felt like being on the ninth cloud when she felt Henry's gaze on her while she started helping him with the wound.

At the other side, Henry was looking at Erica while his brain processing Helena's picture instead of Erica as in reflection of yesterday's incident and this little misconception was giving immense happiness to Erica until Henry's phone rang and he came back to reality. When he saw Erica touching him, he threw her hard on the floor and burst out in rage.

"HOW MANY TIMES DO I NEED YOU TO STAY AWAY FORM ME? IF I SEE YOU DOING THIS AGAIN, YOU'LL TAKE YOUR LAST BREATHS THAT MOMENT."

His voice was cold enough to make her limbs numb but she still managed to run away to save her life. There was a reason behind Henry tolerating her and that was the fact that Erica is good with collecting clients but he sworn to kill her if she tries to do that again. His thoughts were disturbed with his phone ringing again and he noticed it was from the office.

"Oh I see. No no, I'm coming my myself. I'll be there in fifteen minutes." As soon as he cut the call, his lips stretched into a smile and he moved out towards office in his car.

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