Kiara Mehta never expected her final year at university to turn into a whirlwind of temptation and desire. When the dangerously charming Agastya Agarwal steps in as an intern professor, he becomes the center of every whispered conversation and stole...
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The next morning, the resort grounds were buzzing with energy. The sun cast a golden glow over the greenery as students gathered for the day’s activities. The first half of the day was reserved for group discussions and academic tasks, but once those were over, everyone was excited for the fun part. Games and entertainment.
Kiara adjusted her ponytail, scanning the crowd. Just as she was about to join her friends, a familiar presence caught her attention.
Agastya.
Standing near the basketball court, dressed in a black t-shirt and fitted blue jeans, he looked ridiculously good. The fabric clung to his well-built frame, emphasizing every sculpted muscle. His forearms flexed slightly as he ran a hand through his hair, and the way his shirt stretched across his broad chest? It was almost criminal.
And apparently, Kiara wasn’t the only one who noticed.
A group of girls was already flocking around him, their eyes practically twinkling with admiration.
"Oh my god, Professor Agastya looks so hot today."
"I wish he wasn’t a professor. Imagine dating him."
"He’s so effortlessly cool. And those veins on his arms.....ugh, deadly!"
Kiara's grip on her water bottle tightened.
Pathetic.
She wasn’t jealous. She just… didn’t like the attention he was getting. That’s all.
Aarohi nudged her, smirking. "You’re staring."
Kiara scoffed. "I am not."
"Right. And I’m the Queen of England."
Kiara rolled her eyes, forcing herself to focus on the upcoming games.
🦢
The games kicked off with a mix of relay races, volleyball, and some fun challenges. Everyone was actively participating including Agastya.
And unfortunately for Kiara, that meant he was constantly surrounded by girls laughing at his jokes, touching his arm ‘casually,’ and fawning over his every move.
It was irritating.
During a tug of war game, one girl giggled, "Professor, we need your strength!"
Another chimed in, "You have to take off your shirt if you get sweaty, okay?"
Kiara nearly choked on her drink.
Agastya just smirked, shaking his head as if amused.
Kiara, on the other hand, was seething.
By the time the games ended, her mood was completely ruined.
🦢
After a short break, the students headed to their rooms before dinner.
