Risky Romance [COMPLETED]

Chapter 8

"Rhea?" asked the new man, disbelievingly. "Rhea Iyer?" He was tall, dark and handsome. His hair was all over the place. He was in his pyjamas, and he had a wild look on his face. He seemed a little disoriented. His eyes were dark, and he had a straight long nose.

Rhea knew that face too well. She had left a mark on that face. Those lips had kissed her in college.

"Virat..?" She breathed. Even though she hated his guts, he still managed to look devilishly handsome.

Varun looked from one person to another, trying to make sense of what was going on. "Wait, do you guys know each other?" He asked, surprised.

The guy with the dark eyes, whom Rhea called Virat, looked at him. He had an air of boisterousness about him. Varun didn't know what it was about him, but he instantly felt a great dislike towards the new guy.

"We go way back", said Virat, looking at Rhea again. She blushed a little.

Now things fell into place and Varun understood exactly what was going on.
"So this is the guy you kicked in the balls?"

"You told him about the infamous incident?" laughed Virat, shamelessly.

"Yes", said Rhea, averting her eyes.

"Well it was my pleasure to be kicked by you", said Virat, suggestively. "I wouldn't mind at all if you did that again."

God he was still so horny, thought Varun, furiously. What a douche bag.

Rhea glared at Virat and said, "You deserved it, you piece of shit. You broke my heart."

"You broke my only chance of being a father, not that I can never be one, the doctor says I'm good to go", said Virat, stepping towards Rhea. "So, when are you free?"

"You touch me, I'll push you off the train", said Rhea, warningly.

"Oooh, you are fiesty, I like that", said Virat, laughing.

Varun had seen and heard enough. Virat's nasal voice and disgusting attitude was already giving him a migraine. The only plus point was Rhea was still very angry with Virat.

Varun stepped between them, took Rhea's hand is his, and stood protectively in front of her. He placed one hand on the guy's chest, in a threatening manner, and looked straight into his eyes. Virat wasn't as tall as Varun, he was infact a good few centimeters shorter than him. "Back off", spat Varun. Varun smelled a stink of alcohol coming from Virat's mouth. He wrinkled his nose in disgust.

"Don't you know that drinking isn't allowed on trains? You disgust me", he said, looking down upon Virat, towering him.

"I don't see how that's any of your business, asshole", said Virat, and he swayed dangerously, and then out of nowhere, he punched Varun.

Varun staggered a bit and his lip started bleeding a little, but he stayed calm. He turned around to face Rhea, who looked terrified at the prospect of a possible fight, leaned down to her and whispered in her ear. "Rhea, I want you to go to your seat, because I'm about to kick this shit's ass, and I dont want you to watch it, otherwise you may end up being a collateral damage."

"What are you doing there, sissy? Come on, fight like a man", said Virat loudly, laughing a little. He raised his hand to punch Varun again, but Varun ducked swiftly. He then held Virat's arms and pinned him to the floor and said calmly to Rhea, although his jaw was tensed, "Rhea, go. Now."

"I don't want you guys fighting because of me, it's wrong!" She was hysterical. "Varun, don't hurt him, please. I beg you."

Varun glared at Rhea. "Don't tell me you still have feelings for this shit."