"Hello Aunty...." Riddhima greeted Mrs. Rautela hastily before marching up to the stairwell. Mrs. Rautela looked outside the kitchen door and found her climbing the treads in a hurry.
"Riddhi what's the matter??" she asked loudly. Riddhima, without turning, replied.
"I've to get ready for the college." and she disappeared behind the door of her room upstairs. Mrs. Rautela sighed. She would've asked more questions but seeing that she was in such a hurry, she simply chose to reserve her questions for a better occasion and engaged herself in preparing her tiffin for college. Riddhima came unannounced, although Mrs. Rautela had this feeling that she would come today nevertheless. The sky was clear and there were no signs of angry grey clouds hovering over the valley, therefore the time was suitable for her to come back home. What she didn't know was that that Mr. Vikramaditya Raghuvanshi had also arrived with her in their home. Well, honestly, she did knew he would come. I mean there was no way he would've let Riddhima come alone. One thing that worked in their favour was his genuine care and concern for Riddhima, even his over possessiveness and over protectiveness sometimes played to their advantage. Even Rautelas would concede that she was safe from the evils of the world when she's with him, however there was no guarantee of her safety from him. In short, he can protect her from the demons of the world but can't protect her from himself. And he was technically the principal of the university where these demons take their classes. Anyways, Mr. Rautela was having his breakfast when Vikramaditya strode into the hall. At first he frowned at him but when he touched his feet, he chose to recieve him in a more civilized manner.
"I hope the roads were cleared." that's all the poor guy could come up with. Vikramaditya nodded as he took a seat on the couch next to his recliner.
"Yeah, they did a pretty good job in clearing out much of the debris from the road." he spoke lifting the newspaper from the table. Mr. Rautela fixed him with an indifferent stare.
"That's a local newspaper. We don't have an English one in our house." he said wickedly. Vikramaditya looked at him blankly.
"With all due respect Papa ji, I failed twice in English in my 12th grade. I'm absolutely terrible in the language of colonizers. So much that sometimes I have to carry a translator when I am recieving or visiting a foreign client." he spoke unashamed. Mr. Rautela chuckled slyly.
"Is that so!!! That's really awful. My Riddhima is excellent in English. She always recieved no less than 90% in English." he told him proudly. Vikramaditya smirked. If Mr. Rautela was proud than he was prouder. Honestly he was always so proud of his little, pretty, well-mannered Riddhima.
"Don't worry, she'll be my tutor." spoke he mischievously, lust building up in his eyes. Mr. Rautela's eyes literally popped out of their sockets. That's it, it just takes him too little to get horny. C'mon, which guy just gets so hot and erect just at the mention of his lady love. Not Vikramaditya's fault you know, Mr. Rautela may had known what love is but he had never loved like Vikramaditya. Hence he would never understand what just a random mention of her does to him.
"Oh!! I didn't know you were here." if lying like a fox had a face than it probably it was Mrs. Rautela's. I mean, she heard his voice from the hall a while ago, she simply was just making it up.
"Jai Shree Ram." spoke he with folded hands before touching her feet.
"Bless you." she whispered patting his back.
"Please make him a coffee." Mr. Rautela asked his wife.
"No, I am just waiting for her to get ready. I have to drop her off to university. Besides I have some work in my office." he told her. Mrs. Rautela huffed.
"I'll drop her off to college you don't have to..."
"No. She's my wife and therefore she's my responsibility. I'll drop her off and fetch her in the evening. You don't have to take the pain." he told Mr. Rautela flatly. Mr. Rautela looked annoyed. Like why can't he understand that their marriage was a hoax. Why hold onto a bond that is simply a burden to both the parties??? Mr. Rautela has a mind of a mule, just don't take him seriously. This bond that he shares with his love Riddhima was never a burden to him. For him this bond was as sacred as the temple of his God. Vikramaditya never understood what problem she has with him. Wasn't he handsome??? Ofcourse he was, I mean you aren't nicknamed the heartthrob of the valley for no reason.
"I'm sorry I am late." Riddhima came in, a little short of breath. She was wearing a baby pink Saree which had a border of sliver lace over which small pearls were sewed in. Vikramaditya, for a second couldn't feel his heart in his chest. She looked so beautiful. Now the evil Vikramaditya inside him had problems with her going out especially when she looked so gorgeous. Only a man of God would not fall head over heels for this beauty, and sadly not many on this valley were men of God.
"Let's go." she said without looking at him, as she stuffed the tiffin inside her handbag. With her books pressed close to her chest she turned to look at him.
"C'mon let's go already." she told him, a little nervous as he watched her with his cold, dark eyes. He smirked as he took her hand in his and started walking out.

Riddhima was applying lipstick on her lips while looking into a small hand mirror that she always keeps with her. His hold around the steering wheel tightened. Yes he wanted to kiss and suck the life out of those pink, juicy lips. But more than that he was pissed off with the thought of her walking into the university looking this beautiful. Riddhima was absolutely beautiful, and when she applies even a little bit of makeup she looks just like a nymph. Vikramaditya hated the thought of any other man even admiring her. Her beauty is for his eyes alone. Should he kidnap her??? But he was her husband not a kidnapper. Should he scare her into not going to the university ever again?? But what if she never loves him then?? Should he set fire to the university??? That could be done. He grinned evily. However, he doesn't plan to set the university on ablaze today.
"Riddhi you look so beautiful." he whispered, looking at her in admiration. Riddhima quickly smiled at him and started checking for her phone in her handbag. Unknown to her, he carefully lifted up her saree's pallu and took a long sniff of it. Why everything of her smells so good??? He was desperate to have a smell and taste of her precious fruit. Man!!! He was hard now.
"Can you please drive faster, I am already late!!!" she asked him, searching for something in her handbag. Vikramaditya bit his lip as he threw his head back on the seat. For now he found satisfaction in merely fantasizing in his head about their love making on his bed. Why drive faster why not thrust faster??!!!!
"Baby!!! Why do you want to go??? We were so happy in our mansion. Let's go back there, I just don't like you going away from me." he spoke softly, trying to keep his libido on bay. Look Riddhima if you have any bit of brain inside your head than slap this guy right away, he's high on libido and he just wants to have sex with you at this very moment. He's thirsty I'm telling you.
"I'm sorry I have to go to the university. Where's my damn charger!!!!"
"Oh C'mon I'M THE CHARGER PUT ME INSIDE YOU..." he shouted. She gasped loudly as she looked at him as if he'd lost his head. His breathing was erratic that's all she could tell. Thankfully she hadn't seen what was the progress down there inside his pants.
"What the hell is up with you!??? Have you lost your mind??" she asked rudely, still searching for charger inside her handbag. He sighed tiredly. Can't she see the sexual frustration inside of him??
"Baby...." he whispered cutely, pouting like a three year old. She didn't pay attention.
"Drive faster please." she told him, eyes inside her handbag. He pouted. Meanwhile, the university came in front of their vision. Riddhima straightened her clothes.
"And yes baby I'll be 5-10 minutes late in the evening, I have an important meeting." he informed her. She wasn't listening as she quickly climbed down the car.
"Bye." that's all she said as she quickly ran inside the university's gates. He sighed tiredly.
"I still love you so much." he whispered, starting the engine.

In the evening Riddhima walked out of the university alone as Mrs. Radhika was absent. The buses weren't running due to few roadblocks due to heavy rains last night. Hence she was to arrange a ride back home by herself. Now, dumb she didn't listen to what Vikramaditya said when she was climbing down the car. And therefore when she didn't see his car outside the gates, she thought he wouldn't come. Although it was a bit surprising since Vikramaditya never has done that before.
"Maybe he's busy." she whispered. No he wasn't busy, he was on his way dumb girl, only if you had listened to him. Suddenly a car pulled over in front of her. She gasped.
"Hi Riddhima." it was Rahul, a fellow professor in the university. She smiled at him awkwardly. First of all, doesn't it look creepy to just pull over and startle a girl like that?? Vikramaditya always does that. But he's different and he's different. She was mentally defending Vikramaditya against this guy.
"Wanna ride back home??" he asked, grinning broadly. He possessed rudimentary features, nothing too prepossessing about his personality or bearing.
"Um no, where's Diya??" she asked purposely. Diya was his girlfriend and the lab assistant. Rahul's face contorted into a frown.
"Oh!! I don't know. She's her own life." he told her unbothered. Riddhima straight away compared him with Vikramaditya, he would never have answered about her in this fashion. Besides, she knew Rahul was just using Diya, while the latter was too naive to see that.
"Huh!!! Um..... don't you drop her home usually??" she asked, thinking he would take the hint and leave. But he stayed.
"Actually no. I'm just so done with her, she's just too obsessed with me. She just can't seem to leave me alone even for a second." he spoke as he climbed out of his car. Riddhima stepped away from him.
"Oh is that so!!!" she said, although she knew most of it was a lie. Diya loved him deeply but she was too naive to give him some personal space, never doubting that he was seeing other women. Just like he's doing today.
"Hm. And you know she's just so annoying and even dangerous. I can't talk to my friends and even my family. She doesn't let me. She thinks I am cheating on her. And.... she threatens me to marry her. I'm just stuck." he said, trying to woo her by sharing his sob story. Riddhima literally wanted to smash his face. He's such a compulsive liar.
"If she was so bad than why did you entered into a relationship with her." she asked, crossing her arms. He sighed.
"How should I tell you Riddhima!!! She was obsessed with me and she just blackmailed me.....she said she'll commit suicide if I don't take her as my girlfriend. Huh!!! I am so tired of her already. I just need someone like you. A girl who is smart, educated and beautiful."
"Hold on!!! Hold on!!! Sir.....Diya is smart, educated and beautiful. She has all the qualities that you want in your woman." she told him flatly. She was hating him already. How can you cheat on a girl like Diya??? She's so sweet. And there was no way any woman will become obsessed with this guy, c'mon her husband is way more handsome than him and he never boasts about his good looks or how many women are ready to die just to spend a night with him.
"Riddhima.....Diya is a psycho. I'm in love with you and...."
"Too bad, her husband is a psycho for her." came a husky, masculine voice from behind them. Turning around Rahul was met with a pair of cold, black eyes staring down at him indifferently. Rahul gulped.
"Um....Um...." he couldn't think of words in his head. Riddhima could sense something was about to happen.
"That's a bad song anyway..." and he slapped him across his face. Rahul fell sidelong on the ground, holding his stinging cheek. Riddhima gasped loudly.
"What the hell!!!!" she yelled at Vikramaditya. Rahul quickly got up and ran inside the university. Vikramaditya turned to look at Riddhima who looked furious as hell.
"Why was he standing so close to you??" he asked in a low, threatening whisper. Riddhima looked at him in fear.
"Um.....he was only talking."
"Don't you know I don't appreciate other men even breathing near you!!! Hm..." he hissed, grabbing her wrist tightly. Her bangles clinked as she struggled to free her wrist.
"Leave me please..." she whispered, tears building up in her eyes. He pulled her to his chest. Her head nearly banged against his rock hard chest.
"Did you forget that I own you!!!" he asked in a whisper, his hot minty breath on her face. She was aghast.
"And I don't like any other eyes admiring my property." he declared, eyes dark. Riddhima knew this day wasn't getting any good from here.
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