Chapter 4 is posted on SS.
Iqra's pov
I'm just praying to Allah,to end this torture.
I'm literally going to die if he continues his lecture for a few more minutes,I looked beside Navya's eyes has turned red and I am 100% sure,if not our professor then some other person has to face her wrath.Of course it's not me.
Enough now I'm going to sleep.
So students we're your seniors & we are here to inform you all that the admission,auditions process for being selected in NAYAN has started.This is my number.I'm Shaurya Shukla in the third year,if anybody will face any query then you can message me.
So from the first lecture students from Aaina,NCC and different departments are coming to promote their groups.
I copied the number from the board.
You'll be auditioning for singing na Navya asked me.
Yes and you?
Umm I don't know mujhe samajh hi nahi aa rha.
Areyy we have enough time to think about it.
So please be present there by 12,thankyou.
And their group marched outside.
So students I have given the topic of your assignments,the last day of submission will be Monday,having enough time to prepare it.
He left from there as his class got over. We moved outside to get some fresh air.
After attending all classes we moved outside.
After 20 minutes we reached our destination,I was craving for biryani so here we are to our nearby restaurant.
We discussed about tomorrow 's auditions,finished our food.
After paying the bill we headed towards our PG,whereas navya to her home.
It's been fifteen days since I came here and I'm missing my family so much.
Yes mum,hm haan okay bubyee good night love youu I put my phone on the table,switching off the lights.I closed my eyes falling into a deep slumber.
AGAM's POV
I ran my fingers through my hair and splashed cold chilling water running through the tap over my face. I stared straight into the mirror.
This vulnerable feeling in my red darkened eyes, the never ending urge to keep her with me and the highly evident jealousy - it isn't me. It's not you Agam.
I inhaled deeply but everything has gone in vain since the day she entered the college.
I've seen her all these previous years but I never took a glance at her neither her nor any other girl then why am I feeling all this all of a sudden,it's the same thing.
No,it's not because when I saw her with that guy smiling and conveying,my neurons were demanding me to kill him right there so that his dead soul also remembers what sin he performed.
Whatever has been happening isn't in my voluntary control anymore,it's just going with the flow and Agam Ali Khan never breaks his flow.
So maybe you've to change your flow sweetheart because you're not just my desire but obsession now.
The way you're being submissive towards me, it's just pulling me more towards you because I love this side of yours. Every passing second, I'm becoming dangerously more addictive towards you and it's fate should be what I need, means you claimed as mine.
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𝗗𝗘𝗘𝗪𝗔𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗜~[ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ sʜᴏʀᴛ sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs]
Storie brevi~ 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ~ Story 1 - SADQAY🌸💗 ( FAISAL × JANNAT ) - completed Story 2 - HER CHAND🌙||18+ ( AGAM × IQRA ) - ongoing