Sins of the Elite (18+)

1. Advait looks at her naked soul

"I am wanted."

"I am loved."

"I am wanted by Advait."

"I am loved by Advait Sharma."

Avantika recited these morning affirmations more than a dozen times before leaving the bed. It's her daily ritual in the morning. She just wants Advait to look at her and see her soul and how much love and lust she carries for him. If only he could see her, not just the face but feelings behind her face.

But nothing good will come out of feeling sad, today's a big day, she will try to get into the 'elite club' by first becoming part of the dancing team, headed and organised by one of the b*tches of the Elite group, Payal Malhotra.

Her Dad was reading the newspaper as she went to take a glass of warm water from the kitchen.

"Good morning, Papa," she greeted him.

"Good morning, Avantika," he replied, but his mood wasn't good. He was reading news about Karan Veer Sharma, a politician who was a Hindutva zealot.

"Don't read the news in the morning. Your mood stays off for the entire day, Papa, I cannot see you like
this." Avantika only wants her father to focus on the family life, politics doesn't really matters. Everyone knows that politicians are never gonna change, they are all power hungry evils.

"But Avantika, these people…" He tried saying something but stopped and continued, "I won't read it."

He got up from his seat, hugged her, and then went to get ready for work. Her mother was busy in the kitchen preparing the morning meal.

"Your Dad listens to you; he never listens to me when I tell her that all this news is doing is to make him
sad," Her mother ranted.

"I know, Mumma, but what can we do. You know how attached Papa is about all this…" Avantika said as she was finished with the glass of water.

Avantika felt a little bad for her Dad, but she could not let it stay in her head as today was a big day. It was the audition for various extracurricular activities meant for the annual fest, and this was the time she could get a chance to become friends with the girls of the "elite group." After becoming friends with them, she will get to become friends with Advait. Sounds like a good plan.

She took her bath, delighted in it, and got ready wearing a crop top that was not too revealing and light blue comfortable jeans that looked good on her and she can dance in it.

She reached college via bus and saw those rich girls coming out of expensive cars with their drivers opening the doors for them. She hated them.

But Avantika needs to make friends with Payal Malhotra, the girl who came out of the car.

First, Avantika attended two classes, and then it was time for an audition for various extracurricular activities.

The annual fest would have dance performances, plays/skits, singing performances, and a modeling show; she could choose from any of them.

She doesn't have any talent for singing, but she can dance. She can also act. With little grooming, she can be part of modeling too. But all of these activities are organized by the student council headed by Advait, so the "elite group" is in charge.

Reaching the big seminar hall where the auditions were being taken by Payal Malhotra and two other
girls.

As Avantika reached the stage, Payal asked, "Tell us what you wanna
perform." They first ask what one wants to perform, let them dance and if they are good, the so called judges ask for their name and contact information.

"I want to try dancing," Avantika said.
She connected her phone to the speaker onstage, played the "Kamli" song from Dhoom 3, and began dancing.

She could hardly show her skills when Payal stopped her, "Isn't your dressing too inappropriate for the song? Come back tomorrow with a suitable dress, then we will see."

The music was still being played in the background and only now Avantika realized how packed the hall was, many watching her, and this b*tch Payal had to humiliate her like that. Avantika was so angry, and she could have murdered her.

What does it matter if she isn't wearing an appropriate dress? It's not the
final performance.

Avantika couldn't say anything and was about to leave the stage before her eyes fell on a man who opened the door. The seminar hall was dark except for the stage and a few seats in front, and the door's entrance made that man seem like he was walking like an angel or a celebrity, all spotlights on him. This Man was none other than Advait Sharma.

She was awestruck at seeing him. He hated him, she loved him, and she desired him, but above all, she
wanted him to desire her. As he walked in and sat beside Payal, he asked how it was going.

Payal answered him something but then again focused on Avantika and told her,"Are you dumb? I told you already, come back tomorrow."

Advait asked, "What's the matter?"

He asked Payal the question, but his eyes were on Avantika, looking at her face and body. His gaze was so intense that Avantika felt like he was looking straight into her naked body or her naked soul. She could feel his scorching stare falling on her body.

She was dressed nicely yet she felt naked, he can see the shape of her body, he can see her face and eyes that desire him, he can see her skin tone and imagine how she would look like naked. It was happening only in Avantika's imagination but it helped her to not feel humiliated by Payal and it also helped her to gain some confidence and get weak in her knees at the same time. Not only that, she seemed aroused at least a little bit. She's doing everything for Advait and he's here looking at her, looking at her intensely.

She wondered if he would look at her with the same intensity when she might be finally be naked in front of him?