FRACTURED PROMISES.

Chapter 4

                         ■Aditya■

I glance around the campus of the Mumbai University. Bunch of nepo babies and rich kids wandering around  like they have done something with their lives

I hated this type of crowd where people pretended. But that's the thing: pretenders are everywhere. Nothing in this world is authentic. I may be hypocritical, as my little sister is one of the members of this crowd.

Ahaana Oberoi was the queen bee, the leader of everyone. They made her like this. They gave her the privilege to act and speak like a bitch she is. I like that she is not ashamed of that and doesn't care about what people think. That's one of the reasons They bitch about her. The second is that she's my sister.

Ahaana is not only the reason I came here. It was for a certain someone who caught my attention without even trying.

Priyanka Singh Malhotra.

Another nepo and rich kid who thinks the world is in her hands. Her family has almost captured the leadership position in different sectors of the Indian market. I only heard her name. Never saw her because I wasn't interested. Hell, I didn't even know she was Priyanka Singh Malhotra before I met her that night.

She was in my house. In my vicinity. It was bound to happen. I was bound to meet her and have her in my arms. I could still sense the lingering sensation of her soft skin beneath my fingers as I ran them through the cheeks. She was drunk that night, and I was fucking pissed at her for not being aware of the surroundings especially when she was here without any protection. Any man could've taken advantage of her, could've taken her on the floor.

I shouldn't be affected. She wasn't even mine.

But fuck it I couldn't stay away.

She wasn't like other women. She didn't look at me to get fucked. She looked at me with curiosity. She didn't hesitate to get away from me. This attracted me more towards her.

Ahaana and Priyanka stepped out of the main gates, chatting amongst themselves. Priyanka was completely opposite today. She wore a black kurti with simple jeans. The last I saw her was when she was in a hot as fuck black dress.

It doesn't matter. I like to see her in any clothes she wears.

Preferably I would like her without any clothes on in front of me.

I stepped out of the car and headed towards them. Ahaana was the first one to spot me. Her eyes widened and she smiled.

"Omg! Aditya!" She came running towards me and crashed into my chest. I stoked her hair and kissed on top of her head.

She looked behind at Priyanka, who stood still, looking at me with deep brown eyes.

"Priyanka meet my brother Aditya!" She spoke. Priyanka's gaze darted between us back and forth. She cleared her throat and asked Ahaana.

"That's your brother?"

"Of course he is silly. I told you I have a brother" she said while dancing on her tippy toes.

I glanced back at Priyanka. She was so small compared to me. So easy to break.

I will enjoy breaking her.

"Pleasure to meet you, Ms Malhotra,", I said while looking at her deep brown eyes.

My sweetheart was nervous as I saw her twisting the ring around her thumb. I read people's minds by their body language. It's easy to manipulate them that way.