The sun was all set to settle down for the day and a whisk of black clouds covered the horizon of sky. The reflection of the sun deflecting through the clouds painted the whole sky in colourful colours and the black clouds joined fitting themselves quietly in the sky's vast painting.

The lake was painted with the same colours but a small silhouette stand out their.

Legs dipped in the water head drowning itself in its own reflection trying to find something, anything that can cure her dilemma.

Their wasn't anyone else in the view but after looking more kinely some men dressed in black suits can be seen. Their strong built, presence and sharp eyes indicates their field of expertise. But no one dared to break the small bubble that was bubbling inside her mind. They were scared to be burned with her rage if they tried to.

Slowly the sun dipped himself in the water completely too. The colours spreading across the sky vanished and a blackish- blueish sky emerged. The star's where twinkling looking like some diamond's jeweled in the sky.

Her eyes wandered to the moon that was peeping through the clouds. She smiled just a little. A smile that didn't quite reached her eye's. A small but futile. Remembering something that buried deep in her heart.

She sighed finally letting the emotions left her chest and breathing once again.

"Let's go!" She said to the men standing their. Their movement slow and deliberate making sure to not disturb her.

She rises from her seat and went to the car parked nearby. Her feet where wet from the water and sand had sticked when she walked on it barefoot.

One of the man opened the door for her and she climbed.

"Dove andiamo, signora?" The driver questions.  Marco sitting next to driver gazed at her through the rear view mirror. She lifted her eyes looking at the two men in the front seat through her sharp gaze.

(Where are we going, madam?)

"To my penthouse." She ordered her words weren't to felt hostile but the crisp tone of her voice chilled their bones. They straightened their backs and the engine weaved to life once again and the tires with a small jerk started moving. 

"Marco!" Shubhra called the man's name as he opened the door for her.

"Yes! signora." He replied standing behind the door as he holds it for her.

"I want everything about Mrs.York senior." The words felt like hot iron into the ears of people present their but Marco didn't flinched and just nodded politely.

"And prepare for a meeting with Mr. Ivano York!" She spoke her tone carried a hint or strictness leaving no room for arguments.

As she entered her penthouse dismissing the trail of guards for the day she clumped on the couch in her room with a thud.

Something's tickled in her mind. Some memories refreshed and some weared off scars now remerged.

She dragged herself to bathroom and dresses herself in comfortable tee and trousers.

"The silence is unenduring." She sighed to herself flipping through the pages of the file in her hands.

An another day passed just like that. I just hope what I have planned for Tommorow went at least hostile because I am sure about one thing these people aren't gonna leave my life this easily.

Since the time I got my old memories back many confusions and clouds of uncertainty lifted my brain. All the lies these people have been feeding me. Now I can see through them, clearly.

I can see what they where doing and why they where doing it. All I have left now is to slap them in their face's but I am not making it any easier for them.

I will torture them the same way they tortured me.

How and when will be my choice. Now I will be the player behind the board playing her game.

The thought's dipped me more.

The shuffle of the bed and the ringing of alarm clock echoed in the room.

I fluttered my eyes before opening them and facing the harsh lights of sun filling the whole room through the windows.

The day had arrived and I need to start. This thing I want isn't going to be easy specially when the real masterminds are still hiding behind the shadows.

The harsh water that I spilled on my face refreshed my thoughts once more. Allowing me to embrace the deep thought's arousing through my mind.

As I got ready in my formal white shirt and royal blue blazer paired with denim jeans to start this day again. As I tied the watch to my wrist my eye's wandered to the time showing. It was already 8.

After grabbing my purse and slipping through white casual shoes I maded my way to the front where Matteo and the driver were already present with my car ready to drive me to my destination.

The busy streets of milan passed through my eyes. The rustling of leaves, humming of birds and the pair of legs practically running for their destination I can see them all.

The elevator opened to the floor I once occupied and now was filled with new faces. Matteo guided me to the cabin which is his now. The people sitting behind the desks through some curious glances at me.

Some acknowledged my presence while some looked baffled about this new face.

I passed through them nodding in return to people who greeted me on my way.

"Mr. Ivano is inside." Matteo informed holding the handle.

I nodded and he opened the door for me and closing after I entered.

"Care to explain why I am here?" He questions lifting his eyes at me. His hands occasionally drumming the table infront of him as he took the whisk of his cigar flocking himself on the chair. 

I haven't met him many times but I have seen this cigar in his hands every time. Everytime I met him he had this same flavor of cigar in his hands.

It was something I think of his personality. But as I got my memories back. I realised this man now clasped in a crisp grey three piece suit. With a hat on his head and a cigar in his left hand while the his cane resting on the chair with the exact pattern of this cane. Everything exact same as grandpa's.

His always unkept and untidy hair now shining and pulled back into a tight ponytail.

A faint scar on his face that is also same as grandpa's. Even the cigar he is using is just like his's. These things are too much to avoid.

'Ivano York' the black sheep of the York family. He suddenly became one of the top drug dealer in Germany just after the death of Nonno.  (Grandpa)

Their where many whispers about this. Some said he hitted a jackpot. Other's linked it with gift his brother left him and some says that he had always been the mysterious person but no one knows the reality.

The reality he buried. Something only the handful knows and he is underestimating if he thinks I don't know his secret.

"Hmm!" I hummed while sitting opposite to him." How did you convinced Melanie to kill Nonno?" I asked with a smirk tugging my lips and my hands that rested on the table now.

He chocked on the cigar he was smoking. I offered him the bottle of water.

"What are you talking about?" He looked at me with the redness in his eye's. " Do you even have slightest of idea of your words?" His words where tumbling but and his teeth's grinding upon each other.

"I am serious! And if you want to start any drama stop it here. I don't have the energy to entertain those crocodile tear of your's!" I seethed rolling my eyes. Does he really thinks I will believe him?

Maybe he didn't realised I already remember's everything.

"Di cosa diavolo stai parlando? Perché dovrei uccidere mio fratello e perché tua nonna dovrebbe ucciderlo?" He was fuming with anger I can see through his clenched jaw and gritted teeth but I also know he can copy grandpa as much as he wants but he is just a weak person who got some cunning tricks on his hands that's all.

(What the hell are you talking about? Why would I kill my brother and why would your grandmother kill him?)

"If you are so adamant on not telling me then fine! I will sure to turn your world upside down. That small business upon which you are trying to jump this high will be gone Tommorow." This time I wasn't joking I have enough of this all from all of them all I want now was the truth. Just the truth.

"Huh! Who do you think you are kid?" His nostrils flared and his clech on the cigar tightens.

"Easy old man! This kind of tension isn't good for your health and besides if you are forgetting who I am just because I stayed away from here for a few months I am more than happy to refresh your memory." I spoke crossing my arms and making myself comfortable on the chair.

I tilted my head sideways looking at him who has now his jaw dropped.

"Btw decide fast of how you want to open your mouth. I have some other buisness." I nagged yawning.

"How can you be so mean!" Here he starts again. This was driving me crazy. This old man still thinks of himself as some hot shot?

"Vecchio! Do you still think you are in your prime? Or just because you have started to dress like Nonno you are some bigshot?"
I spatted clearly irritated by this person who is forgetting where he is standing.

( Vecchio:- old man
Nonno:- Grandpa)

"You!! You!!" He fumbled leaving his chair and standing up.

That's it. My patience has lost its limit. My eyes narrowed and voice become sharp as a edge.I grabbed him by his elbow yanking him back to the chair. " Can you not make me do something terrible to you? You are still my grandfather's brother and Nicolas's grandfather that's the only reason you are still able to stand like that!" I grunted . " So now just start barking before I lost my temper and forget everything and throw you behind the cells where we will seek special methods to open this mouth of your. And believe me it will be more horrifying than you can think!"

He nodded frantically.

"So now! Open your mouth!" I hovered over him. I can feel the terror seeping through his body as he trembled like a leaf.

"I was jealousy of Nicolo's success. I want all that he had and I found the perfect opportunity when Aria's mother Lyra died." He opened his mouth and started brewing the words out of it.

"Ohh! Then!" I nodded.

"He was heartbroken and on the verge of becoming a loser. That's when I got a perfect idea." His eyes glowed with a malicious intent.

"Melanie was a single mother and a side chick I have kept for a few years." He spoke in his husky tone that disgusted me immediately.

"I asked her to seduce my brother and she agreed. I thought she just loves me enough what I didn't realised was she wants this chance to get away from me. She married Nicolo and became this humble, kind-hearted and saint kind of person forgetting that she is just a whore." He uttered talking about himself all high and mighty didn't realising he sounds like a loser.

"And then when I asked her for help she accused me of trying to molest her and Nicolo heard her words too and throwed me out." He huffed.

"Then?" I asked getting bore listening to his cries.

"Nicolo get to know some truth." This piqued my intrest. " Then he decided to change his will on the name of his two daughter's Aria and Serenity." He added.

"Then how does Jeremy got the chairman's seat?" I stated more to myself rather than him.

"I don't know! As for Nicolo's death! Melanie contacted me for creating an accident promising me the drug supply chain in return of the favour. I have some resources so I did it." He shrugged. Like he didn't killed his brother and just accepted it casually.

"Okh! You can leave!" I scoffed. The knuckles turned white as I grabbed the chair to keep my emotions under control Or I will kill this man.

He grabbed his cane and started leaving hurriedly without even looking back.

Just as he was about to open the door I warned him." Open your mouth about this to anyone and you won't be able to see the sunrise ever again."

He nodded and left.

After a few moments of this silence that stretched far and allowed me to think deep about how he got chairman's seat Matteo entered.

"Signora! Why did you allowed him to leave?" He inquires looking at me with questions in his eye's.

"Because he is just a small player and if we need to catch the bigger fishes we need to make sure that they don't feel the danger. Keep an eye on him 24/7." I ordered.

"Understood signora!" He nodded and left.

Author's Scribbling Point

So my dear SILENCIAR,

What do you think? Now Shubhra has her memory back what is she gonna do now? And who are the real culprit behind all of this.

Is this just one person or more than one??