About the Author :

Hey, hello👋🏻 to all.

It's me Akhiro23😊 that's my username and penname.

My real name is kind of a secret due to privacy matters. Okay, I guess this doesn't have to do anything with my story.

I am 19👑 years old as of now.

And not to mention 21st-century blood. 😅

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I am free to help anyone.🎸

This is my first story and I am republishing it due to some reasons 🤔❤️

It's Completed now.

Disclaimer:

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Not to mention again, All rights are reserved 🤐

The story revolves around the main character Clazer Oath. He is 21 years old, the only son of the Oath family.

So at least in my story, the main character doesn't mean the Lead character or sort of good hero or bad boy which is now trending.

This story is a combination of Past, Present, and Future so please be careful with dates, I repeat dates.

Also, you can attempt interesting questions at the end of each chapter.

All hints will be bold so please try to pick them.

Any queries will be well attended by me.

About Story

Clazer lives In California, for the start of the story but note, he is shifting to London soon.

Who do you think is "I" in the title? "My Ex" is going to be suspense till the end as many characters will revolve around Clazer.

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Clazer tries to unravel this mystery but it gets entangled further. Recollecting his past and correlating all the clues from the present he is ready to decide his future girl.

But will his decision be correct?

Can we trust other characters?

Where the two girls loyal?

Who is Kabir? {This question is gonna bother you a lot}

This story is more like a drama, I want it to air on Netflix or other streaming sites someday, hehe...so you gonna discover more dialogues than emotional description.

Also, I am poor at the description and other characters may not get enough chance to flourish.

Your

Date when you started reading.

Time.

Place.

Your Mood?

Any mistake made by me please drop in the comment section with a better alternative. I will be glad to hear. I am new here. Support me, please.

All Right are Reserved.

Thank You...

Please read the story till EX comes into play, starting chapter is more of an intro and then bringing the plot together, after 12 chapters story takes more turns..... So stay tuned.....

POV: Narrator

12 December 2022

Cedars-Sinai Medical Center, California

Clazer's gazed slumberous over the waiting room, looking for a place for him to sit. His head has become foggy, like that time when alcohol takes him into oblivion but hasn't had a drop. It's as if the eyelid weighs more than it should and gravity has been turned up tenfold. A TV played quietly in one corner, a distraction that might help keep his mind off.

The seats closest to it stood empty, sandwiched between two sweating and shivering men. As one leaned forward and filled the space with harsh, hacking coughs, he understood why no one else had jumped at the prime location.

To the other side of the room, the bland walls, and a tableful of torn magazines suddenly much more appealing...his mind was full of maybe he has Coronavirus.

A nurse with a ton of makeup and dark shade of lipstick, come announcing his name Mr. Clazer Oath. He got awakened by and was ready to leave the seat he had waited to seat for so long, declaring loud and raising hand informing the Nurse of his presence.

"You can go inside sir" Nurse instructed.

He enters the room which was every shade of grey, from washed-out concrete to almost steel-blue. Every line was straight, every corner sharp, and the chairs looking as uncomfortable as a train station bench. Clazer moved forward, his mind on keeping his walking gait natural and his palms dry.

Then his eyes flickered to the poppies on the desk, no doubt a noble gesture toward the fallen. The smallest contact and he'd break out in hives...he then realized that the Psychiatry clinic was behind the wall, due COVID they separated the main clinic from Doctor's cabin, he was told to wash his hand before entering the cabin and meeting the doctor.

Clazer slowly pulls the door and the doctor was seating right in front of him " Longtime since we meet, World wasn't lying...." he settled down in a psychiatrist cabin.

"Call it your richness or just a favor from President of the hospital that we are discussing this here in my colleague's VIP cabin, I don't know why President appointed me here, for you." Old Man, 60 plus, in Blackcoat says in frustrations while turning Clazer's medical files, he detaches a bunch of papers in his hand that he places loudly on the table but couldn't make a loud noise.

"I don't really want to see your face you know." Doctor said.

Clazer grinned "Because the matter needs a well experienced psychiatric like you. And you were our family consultant a couple of years ago."

"I was I won't deny the fact but in the past, that doesn't mean I need to work even after retirement."He said looking into his files and finding that diary he had with him."He couldn't use all pages so I decided to use the diary, I guess I have put it in the bag" he murmured.

Long rectangular shaped room with all walls covered by bookshelves with thousands of book Leaving just space for two doors. The room has a long oval table with numerous chairs around them. The doctor starts digging his thing of the bag while Clazer watches him quietly.

"Found it, "Doctor said digging one blue colored diary."So what about Kabir?"Doctor asked him.

"That's what I don't want to talk now"Clazer declared looking at his sneakers.

"Then why are you here, Just get out." Doctor cried.

Clazer was insensible, Doctor realized he committed a mistake.

"You look really handsome now, What's your body count?" he asked him and laughed loud while Clazer has eyes filled with tears.

"Does it matter?"Clazer laughed lifting the corner of lips, while tears laid their way.

"When do you first meet Sirania? And what were those conditions you mentioned on the phone yesterday?"

Clazer takes a deep breath and exhaled......"You sure wanted to hear this"

"If I wouldn't I won't be here in the first place" Doctor uncapped the pain."Let's get started"

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"Central London

12 September 2021" Clazer say loud.

We shifted to London in Chaos, I was very happy in California, but dad suddenly decided to fulfill my dead mom's wish to set up business in London, her hometown.

Autumn Season brings dryness all over, tress commences replacing former leaf with recent. But people can't replace nor restore everything, once it's gone its end.

Dad arrived home from the office and was late as usual. The servant has informed him about me like any other day, to his surprise door was unlocked. He stepped into my room without knocking the door and looked at me, who was sleeping deeply after a meal. "Hey, clazer are you asleep?" My dad asked me in a low voice. Walking in a dark room with dim lamps.

"hmm" I replied in a sleepy voice.

"Tomorrow we have to go to a party, Our fresh business achievement party, you have to come we are gonna deal with something important tomorrow"

"Yes dad"

"Sure?"

"I don't have any plan for tomorrow, I will come, let me sleep for now," I murmured in a quavering voice bit shaky and a little unclear. I thought he left.

After a minute he was uttering something. "Moreover, it's like a blank date for you, how can I bring this up, my son? the daughter of my business partner is a little interested in you. She goes to the same school as you. Do you know her? "

I was sleeping too deep to listen, understand, analyze, and respond. I started snoring, that's what dad told me the next morning.

Talking about Dad, you knew him well.

Name ~ David Oath

Age ~ 43-Year-Old

Height ~ 6'3 inches

Occupation ~ CEO and founder of Oath's Central and successful businessman. He himself was struggling from childhood to start up an engine company and now we manufacture engines and sell them to big car companies.

Specialty ~ My dad started earning by selling himself and till today he is a chocolate boy more specifically men. Many girls still want him and crave him even though he had a 21-year-old son, that's me. They had me when mom was 20 and dad was 22, they weren't married at that time. That forced him to marry my mom because of family pressure.

13 September 2021, the next day.

I woked up at 7 am and there was a notification on my phone to get ready for the party and surprise. I remember dad coming into my room late last night but cannot recollect anything. I begin getting ready for the celebration as the day was Sunday.

An elegant BMW car arrives at home to pick me up and dad phones me "Son, get into the car and come, you remember na what I told you last night."

"I do dad." In reality, I hardly remember anything.

The car drops me at Siena Hotels with few steps toward the main entrance dad joined me, he was standing right at the entrance.

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"What does this all have to do with Kabir?" Doctor asks

"Rome wasn't built in a day. Will you be patient enough?" he said with his smoky blue eyes.

To be continued.

Exercises

Who is Kabir?

What do you think about the blank date?

Do you like the Doctor's attitude?

Have you voted...

POV: Narrator

12 December 2022

Cedars-Sinai Medical Center, California

"So shall I take it that it all started at that party, Yes or No?" the doctor asked, actively engaged in making a note of Clazer's statement.

"Yes or No? Umm. I don't know. It started way back" Clazer answered vaguely.

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13 September 2021,

At that business party in Central England.

"Wow, dad! It looks so Classy! A seven-star hotel! But I told you, I am not comfortable in such parties and formal wear and all the business-related things." I began complaining soon after walking in through the entrance with my dad, that's my nature.

The business suit was as crisp as a new banknote and dyed to a uniform shade of black. Above the white-collar line, it was as if my face had been fashioned from those inky dots.

"Don't act like your mom now, she used to behave this too. Don't forget you are my son and the successor of this business. Keep your standards high. Also, don't go on talking rubbish, make sure you construct the statement in your mind before speaking and face to the left side, that's better." Dad whispered in my ear, anger dripping from his words, adjusting my suit from behind.

"That's why I am her son, not yours!" I jerked his handoff.

"Listen, it's our success party, don't you dare do anything that will embarrass me!"

Dad held my hand tightly, widening his eyes. I began rolling my eyes around to avoid contact or I was surely going to get a lecture.

"Ours really? It means two people right?" I said with a dramatic face trying to forget what he just said.

"We sold almost 90% of engines to this company at a rate much profitable than I had earned in the last 10 years of my business, I think that the Secretary's decision to shift to England was a good idea. We are billionaires now!"

"We are billionaires, huh? Wait.... what?Really?"

I said shocked. Dad nodded his head for a yes. I was on the seventh cloud,

"Oh, dad, you are so great"

I hugged him.

I was so happy and proud of him at that moment.

"Let's go, it's our success party. Why are we standing here?"

I dragged him inside.

Both of us entered the hotel, it was covered with an all-party theme style with a little business touch to it. Every man was wearing a suit or tuxedo. Women in beautiful gowns and expensive drinks in hand. The conversations about shares and business deals could be heard all around.

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Soon after a while, a man in an eccentric designer suit arrived towards us.

"He is Mr. Deroz, the owner of the Deroz Car company."

Dad quickly informed me about him.

He was the owner of the company who traded deals with us this week which was very successful. The shares went sky high and pockets began filling like anything. In other words, they became billionaires.  Oath, that's us, were prospering as well.

"Oh, Mr. Oath, welcome to our amazing success party, have you taken any drinks yet?" he laughed creepily.

I never saw such a greedy smile before.

"Yeah, it's my pleasure to be here. Meet my son, Clazer Oath, the hottest topic between us these days."

Dad said, laughing loudly.

I was listening dubiously, cursing myself for sleeping that night. I wish I could've listened to what dad had to say

"Clazer Oath, nice to meet you," Mr. Deroz chuckled.

He grabbed a glass of wine from a roving waiter's tray with a lithe, giving it to me. I accepted the glass of wine.

"Hello, Sir Nice to meet you," I replied curtly in a heavy voice because dad was Judging me and the result will be announced when we reach home.

Mr.Deroz looked around and gazed back at me, coming close to me he whispered "Call me dad from now."

I was speechless, so I tried a fake smile at him.

"You look the very handsome and smart, almost perfect choice of my smart daughter." he patted on my head. I felt disgusted.

Was I supposed to drink that wine too with his low-class joke?

Dad continued smiling "He looks so much like his mom."

"So, Clazer do you have any girlfriend?" Mr. Deroz asked out of the blue.

"Not really." I said, blushing.

"****** or not?"

"Pardon me?" I asked, my voice shaking with embarrassment like someone was bullying me.

I want to go... I want to leave this place. I would gladly meet my relatives instead!

"I will be back with Sirania, just wait for a few moments," Mr. Deroz announced and walked away.

"What was all this dad? Is that man an idiot or what? "

"I told you yesterday only in brief that it's going to be a blind date for you, and the owner of this company's daughter, Sirania Deroz is interested in you."

"I don't exactly remember you telling me something so important."

Interrupting me, dad said, "We have decided to get you and his daughter Sirania Deroz engaged next year on Christmas Eve of 2022. You don't even have anyone else in your life and you are 21 now, my son, soon you will graduate, so take this as a gift from me. She is a kind, rich, and very sweet girl, just like your mom used to be."

"Have you asked me, dad? You should have told me before! This is really all of sudden! And don't compare any girl with mom please, I've told you countless times already!" I muttered.

"Just date her for 1 year, you still have time to think. We are not forcing you or her to get engaged. This is just a matter of time so that if you two are ideal for each other, you can tell your decision to us next year. No one is forming you, dear, Sirania told me that she is going to explain everything to you. "

"I am a man. It's okay for me, but for her? Maybe Mr. Deroz forced her..."

"She agreed and it's her plan, so we decided to take this further. Her dad seems to be happy about this."

To be Continued