My Wicked Love.|AR|Chapter 9 (Pg70)|01.07.14| - Page 17

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Chapter 3

"Good evening people!" I greet Bro and An cheerfully as I walk inside my house.

"Hey Ri! What's up? I see you look very happy," Bro says happily and I flop myself down on the couch and through my head back, changing the TV channel from CNN to ABC.

"Yep. No reason though," I say boringly. The next second I hear a familiar voice.

"Riddhima." Well there goes my happy day.

"An, I'm gonna eat in my room tonight. Got some homework," I say as I drop the remote on the couch and stand up.

"Okay," she says and I start to leave when his deep manly voice stops me.

"How long are you going to ignore me?" I squeeze my eyes together. Dude, not again.

"Until I can."

"Do not speak to me like that, Riddhima," he says in his stern, manly voice, "I'm your father." I roll my eyes and turn around. I see him standing by the stairs with his arms crossed in front of his chest. He was a 55 year old man, but his body showed no signs of it.

"Are you really?" I snap. His jaws clench with anger.

"Riddhima-"

"Please Mr. Gupta. You are nothing to me. My father died the day he killed my mom."

"Ri!" Bro shouts at me. "He's our dad!"

"Please bro! Don't come in between this! You know I'm not wrong in any of this! He may be your dad, but I sure as hell don't have anything to do with him!" I shout back and stalk to my room.

Slamming the door shut, I jump on my bed, laying on my stomach with my eyes closed, tears dripping from my eyes into the pillow. I cry silently like I always do. I hate that man so much. Why? Because he killed my mom. I was ten years old when we went to the south to meet my mom's friends. I was playing football with Bro when the ball had disappeared and I went after it. I remember that day clearly. My mom was trapped in a fire, crying and begging for help and Dad was right there, watching my mom die with a smirk on his face. He didn't do shit to save her and my mom eventually died. I was too shocked to do anything and I fainted. After I woke up, I told everyone the truth, but no one believed me. They all thought I was making things up when I wasn't. I know what I saw! Ever since then, I've hated my dad with a burning passion. I hate the fact that he even exists and I am not even kidding when I say this.

I hear a knock on my door which brings me out of my thoughts and I quickly sit up, wiping the tears from my eyes.

"Come in." I am pleased because I sound normal. The door opens and I see An come in with a worried look on her face and a tray in her hands.

"Ri, are you okay?"

"Yep. I'm fine, An. Nothing's wrong with me," I say, putting on a mask like I always do. She gives me that "I-know-you-way-too-well" look, but I don't say anything.

"Ri, don't lie to me. I know you were crying." I say nothing and stare at the light blue wall. "Ri, you know no one is going to believe you. I wasn't there when this happened, I don't know the story. But are you hundred percent sure Dad set Mom on fire? I mean, he loved her, Ri. Would he even have a reason to kill the woman he loved?"

"I don't know, An. But I know what I saw. And I promise you. One day I'll prove to the world that Dad killed my Mom," I say determinedly. I don't have any proof of Shashank Gupta killing my mother, but the day the truth comes out, that man will regret doing everything he did.

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"So in order to have the baby delivered safely, you need to..."

I try my best to keep my eyes open as I listen to Professor David. He is on about how we are supposed to deliver babies safely, but guess what. I already know this! I swear some of my professors are such dumbos. As I watch Professor David walk around, I think about Armaan.

It's almost been two days since Armaan's arrival and damn college has become interesting. Wherever I go, chicks go all on about how sexy and f**k-able he is, which I gotta admit he is. Every inch of his body makes me want to go and devour him. Just the sight of him makes me wanna go, push him down on the bed, and lick him all over. I just can't stop thinking about those dark eyes, that chiseled chest, and toned arms.

"Thinking about someone?" I blink and look to the side to see Nikki smirking at me which means she knows what I'm thinking about. Even though she and I fight a lot, I love that woman to death. She's like a sister, someone I really don't want to lose. She knows me in and out, just like I her.

"Why do you ask me stuff when you know the answer?"

She shrugs, "Just because. It's nice to hear the truth from the person's mouth." True dat.

"Yeah whatever," I roll my eyes and slowly shake my head. I know her eyes are on me so I just give up and shake my head. "Fine. I am majorly attracted towards Armaan and I wanna attract him towards me too, but I don't know how to. Help please?" I look at her. She seems to be in a deep thought and from the slight smirk on her face, I can tell she is thinking of something devil. "Out with it?" She looks at me.

"Our exams are coming up and the college is offering private tutor sessions. The professors will go to the students' house and help prepare the students," she says with a hint of devil in her eyes and I catch on immediately.

"Have I ever told you how much I love you, Nikki?"

"Um, yeah, many times. And I love you too, babe." I smile widely and wink at her. I absolutely, positively adore Nikki for helping me out here.

The bell rings and I walk straight to the office where I inquire about the whole tutoring thing. I sign up for the tutoring and when asked about the professor I need, I give Armaan's name. Now Mr. Mallik has no choice but to come to me and he will.

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After Mrs. Babbs gives me the note, I walk to my next class, which is Armaan's class. Since the door is open, I can see Armaan standing in front of the podium, most likely taking roll. I bite my lip as a sudden rush of desire flows through my veins and I clench. He's wearing a black shirt with its sleeves rolled up as usual and boy does he look sexy. I feel this urge to go up to him and feel his rippling muscles, but I refrain myself from doing so. Instead, I take a deep breath and walk in the class.

"Riddhima Gupta," he says my name.

"Here," I say and he turns his head towards me. He has a frown on his face as he turns his body to face me and crosses his arms across his torso.

"You are late Riddhima. Where were you?"

"I was in the office. Had some work to do. Here's the note if you don't believe me... Sir." I smirk at him and hand him the note which he takes reluctantly. He looks at it for a few minutes before nodding at me and I walk to my seat with a victorious smirk.

"So.. what happened?" Nikki asks me.

"Work done babe." She smirks at me knowingly.

"Um, I don't think we're invisible Ri." I look to the side to see Rahul looking at me with a mocking glare.

"Who are you trying to get now?" Abhi asks.

"Our new professor. Like, duh boys. Why the hell would Ri leave him after that hot kiss on the first day? Like damn, I would've pounced on him too." Muski says sarcastically to the boys. She got it damn right, though I didn't like the sound of her pouncing on Armaan.

"Hey now. Muski, you can pounce on Rahul as much as you want to, but Armaan is mine. Don't even think about it."

"Woah, chill girl. He's all yours!" Yes. All mine.

"Riddhima, Muskaan," Armaan calls us and we look up at him.

"Yes Sir?" Muski asks.

"It seems like your conversation is much more important than the lecture in this class, so please tell us what is so important." The entire class turns to face us and I ' being me ' can't keep my mouth shut.

"Oh sure Sir. We were talking about the whole process of sexual reproduction and everything."

"Really Riddhima?" I nod innocently. "What about sexual reproduction? And how exactly does this tie in with genetics?"

"Of course it ties in with genetics Sir! Without sexual reproduction you wouldn't have this amazing concept of genetics! And coming to your first question, we were talking about the type of genotypes formed by the mating of a muscular, sexy man and a beautiful woman. I hope this isn't off-topic.. Sir?" I finish with an innocent look on my face, but in my mind, I am feeling nowhere near innocent. He doesn't say anything for a moment, and then nods curtly and goes back to teaching the class.

"Ri, you are b-a-d," Abhi spells it out and I shrug.

"You know it babe. But hey, I got you out of trouble, so don't complain." They just shake their heads and start working on the assignment for the day and so do I, but my mind is somewhere totally different. I can't stop thinking about what'll happen when Armaan finds out I requested him to become my tutor. Boy, he's gonna be ticked off. But I am not really worried about it because he's gonna have to tutor me no matter what happens. Professors are supposed to keep their differences aside and help the students in need. Once the professor has been signed up, nothing can happen. So yeah... totally looking forward to this.

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It is lunch time and I am walking down to the restroom when all of a sudden I get pulled between the rolled up chairs and the wall. I am ready to cuss the person who dared to touch me out, but I get lost within the depths of the black seas which are staring at me with anger. For a minute I feel like I am going to melt from the anger oozing from his eyes until I finally find my voice.

"Armaan? What are you doing?"

"That's what I'm supposed to ask you. What the hell were you thinking when you put my name down for the tutoring thing?" For a second I can't remember what he's talking about, but then my little plan comes to my mind and all my confidence comes back.

"Well, I need to prepare for the mid-terms in your class and I will need help so..." I say making my eyes big and sounding innocent and he scoffs.

"Oh really? The girl that has 100 in my class needs tutoring for the mid-terms? You f**king have to be kidding me." Oooh, profanity.. Sexy.

"I'm not kidding you Sir. I will need help," I pause and then move my hands up his torso, getting a good feel of the hard abs hidden behind his shirt. "Besides, who else can tutor me the way you can?" He says nothing and just stares at me with anger growing exponentially in his eyes.

"I know what you're trying to do Riddhima, and I'm not gonna let you succeed." I smile at his anger.

"Well we'll see that. For now, you may wanna start preparing for my tutor sessions. They officially start two weeks from now. Be prepared.. Sir." I smirk as I walk out of the little area, swaying my hips from side to side. I turn around knowing his eyes are following me and I blow him a kiss as I continue to walk away from him. Boy, I'm waiting for the next two week.

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Hey people! Here's the third chapter! Hope you all liked it! 😃 Please do like and leave your precious comments! Thank yah! 😃

Medha <3

Amazing chapter :) You have to continue soon.

Amazing part
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Hahaha this is hilarious! 🤣 poor Armaan is stuck with this girl 😆
Riddhima is one smart girl i must say.. Getting Armaan to tutor her was one hell of an idea! 🤣
i can't wait to see Armaan coming to her house.. Its gonna be so interesting to see Riddhima seducing her professor 😉

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