From Nice guy to Playboy

Chapter 12: A visit to mansion

Dana's boss asked her to visit harry's house as she was the incharge of this project and harry want's to discuss about the vision which he had for this app.

As Dana arrived at the grand bungalow nestled on an expansive 8000-square-foot estate in France, she couldn't help but feel a mixture of awe and sadness. The opulent residence before her was a testament to Harry's remarkable success—a life of luxury she could have shared had she made a different choice all those years ago.

Guided by a courteous guard, Dana stepped inside the lavish mansion, where every corner exuded elegance and grandeur. The surroundings seemed to magnify her feelings of regret, reminding her of the life she had missed out on. The ornate chandeliers cast a soft glow, illuminating the vast hallways adorned with exquisite art and intricate sculptures.

As she waited in a tastefully decorated sitting area, Dana's mind began to wander. Memories of her time with Harry flooded back, along with a longing for what could have been. She traced her fingers along the luxurious fabric of the velvet sofa, lost in a sea of thoughts and unanswered questions.

Minutes later, Harry descended the grand staircase, his presence commanding attention and admiration. His once-familiar face had transformed, now adorned with a confidence and success that seemed worlds away from their shared past. The years had been kind to him, accentuating his features and adding a touch of sophistication to his demeanor. Two extremly Beautiful women were also following him.

Harry greeted Dana with a warm smile, enveloping her in a momentary embrace. "Dana, it's been too long. Thank you for coming," he said, his voice filled with genuine appreciation. "Please, have a seat."

As they settled in the luxurious sitting area, Dana couldn't help but take in the grandeur of her surroundings. The room exuded a sense of elegance and refinement, a testament to the life Harry had created for himself. It was a stark contrast to her own humble existence, which now seemed even more inconsequential in comparison.

The conversation turned to the purpose of Dana's visit—the project Harry had entrusted to her. He spoke passionately about his vision for the app, emphasizing that budgetary constraints were of no concern. His words were infused with an unwavering confidence, a testament to the success he had achieved through his relentless pursuit of his dreams.

Dana listened intently, her mind divided between the task at hand and the tumultuous emotions swirling within her. She had initially harbored hopes of rekindling their connection, perhaps even discussing the possibility of a future together. But as the conversation progressed, the reality of Harry's transformed life became painfully clear.

Summoning the courage, Dana finally asked the question that had been weighing on her heart. "Harry, I can't help but notice the presence of these women. Are they... important to you?" Her voice wavered slightly, betraying the vulnerability she felt in that moment.

Harry's expression grew momentarily guarded, his eyes betraying a hint of discomfort. "Dana, their presence here is not relevant to our discussion. Let us focus on the task at hand," he replied, his tone firm yet tinged with a touch of regret.

Dana's heart sank as she realized the truth she had been trying to ignore—their paths had diverged irreversibly. The life she had once envisioned alongside Harry was no longer within her grasp. A sense of sorrow washed over her, accompanied by a profound realization that she had missed her chance at happiness and prosperity.

Struggling to compose herself, Dana pushed forward with the project discussion. She vowed to pour her heart and soul into creating the perfect app for Harry's esteemed restaurant empire, striving to prove her worth and professionalism despite the pain gnawing at her core.

As the meeting concluded, Dana bid her farewell and left the opulent mansion, her steps heavy with the weight of regret. The world outside seemed dull and colorless in comparison to the dazzling spectacle she had just witnessed. The realization of what could have been lingered in the air, forever etched in her memory.

Driving away, Dana couldn't help but reflect on the choices she had made, the paths she had taken. She wondered if there was a way to reconcile her feelings of guilt and longing, to find solace in the life she had created for herself. The road ahead seemed uncertain, but perhaps in the face of adversity, she could discover her own version of success and happiness.

She had now understood the quote which says " "A man will only cry once for a woman in his lifetime, after that his soul will never allow him to fully love again."