𝐂𝐇𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐈: 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞| 𝟏𝟖+ [Extended Ver.]

𝟏𝟖. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐂𝐔𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

CH. 19 AVAILABLE ON STCK

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CHHAVI'S POV

"Welcome to my universe, Miss Rosy."

He smirked.

As soon as the jeep came to a halt, Drishye jumped out, leaving me to process the situation with my mouth agape.

The wind was high, rushing at miles per hour, whipping through the coat of his tailored brown suit, tugging at the legs of his trousers and messing with his well combed hair as he marched towards Sister Wilson or at least, that's who I thought she was.

The nun, if that's even what I should call her, stood tall in a pristine crème overcoat paired with brown leather boots. Her hands were buried casually in her pockets with her blonde untied hair flowing in the air. Her eyes were under the shades of a dark brown sunglass but it could not hide her stance. Her demeanor made my chest tighten. She didn't look like that headmistress of the school, not even near.

She greeted Drishye with a nod when he reached her with his hands fixed his suit. Her red lips curled while she spoke, what seemed like giving him updates.

For a moment, she paused. I could feel her glance at me even though the shades covered her eyes perfectly. Drishye turned his head just enough to glance back at me while I was staring at him dumbstruck through the glass of the jeep.

Without a word, he pulled a pair of aviators from the pocket of his suit, slid them effortlessly over his nose, before turning back to Sister Wilson.

While my mind struggled to piece together what was happening, I heard sharp click that broke my daze as the jeep door on my side opened. I turned to see Noor standing there, holding a large rectangular bag in her left hand.

"Hop down, Chhavi."

She instructed and I obeyed without a choice, climbing out of the vehicle, utterly confused.

She kicked the door shut behind me and motioned for me to follow her. The wind was relentless, whipping at my clothes and hair. The sun blazed mercilessly. Its brightness blinding me. I squinted, my eyes watering from the glare causing a stinging sensation, making it nearly impossible to look straight ahead.

Noor walked ahead before stopping to stand at attention behind Sister Wilson. Unsure of where else to go, I found myself beside Drishye

Everyone was silent until Sister Wilson removed her glasses, revealing her sharp, piercing eyes and forwarded her hand.

"Jade for you, madam. Your daughter is safe and under close observation of our team there. We'll bring her back to you. It's a promise."

My heart raced as I took her hand in mine.

"Sister Wilson..."

"Not anymore, madam. I was assigned as your daughter's security cover. My direct responsibility was as your daughter's embedded security element within her school with a cover up of a headmistress. I reported directly to RD."

Her words barely registered in my brain. Security cover?

"Security? You...you're not the he-headmistress?"

Jade's crimson lips twitched while she shook her head.

"Not anymore, madam."

I stared at her, grasping for answers.