BABYSITTING THE BADASS--- [COMPLETED]

♡CH-3 LEAVING US ALONE AT HOME ♡

😁Here is the chapter go ahead✌

Aunty's POV
I'm guessing that you two know each
other?" Aunty spoke with a small smile on her face, instantly breaking the tension in the air.

"Oh don't tell me you're another one of
his whores." Uncle remarked making me more uncomfortable.

I felt heat rush to my cheeks out of embarrassment.

"Um, no." I managed to choke out.

Siddharth didn't deny anything. He just stood there with a stupid smirk on his face and his hands in his pockets. He wasn't even trying to deny the assumptions which were made by his parent's, as if he actually wanted them to believe that I'm one of his many whores.

"Mr! Stop embarrassing that sweet girl!"
Aunty smacked the back of his husband I mean the uncle's head.

He winced, giving me a harsh glare which made me want to dig a hole six feet under and bury myself inside, not coming out for another century.

"Dad, calm down. She's just in a few of
my classes, nothing else." Siddharth replied as he sent me a wink.

This did nothing to tell uncle, who was still giving me a judgmental look.

Aunty broke in and gave his husband a glare.

"Oh don't mind him sweetie, he's just an
idiot who doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut. I'm sorry."

"It's fine Aunty !"I replied, in the place.

"We'll leave before he decides to make
things more awkward." She says, giving
me a sweet smile as she held uncle's hand and dragged him out of the house.

After they left, I didn't know what to do. I thought I was supposed to babysit a child, not a fully grown teenager not to whom that can give birth to someone. I glanced at him, only to find him staring at me. I look away, deciding to stare at the floor instead.

"This is not how you babysit someone."
Siddharth spoke, a hint of mischief in his tone.

When I didn't say anything, he continued

"Are you one of those crazy stalker's girl?

I frankly shook my head, raising my
eyebrows. This was getting more and
more awkward with each passing second.

You don't seem like a girl who volunteers a baby, Siddharth stated

Ignoring him, I took in the house. A huge an beautiful light was hung from the raised ceiling, lights circling all around it. The walls were painted a golden color with brown accents, making the room absolutely gorgeous.

The tiles shine brightly below
me. I was astonished that if I
leaned down, I would be able to clearly see my face.

Expensive vases and showpieces were
dotted all around the house. I couldn't
even imagine how beautiful the rest of
the house would be. I knew that Siddharth was rich, but I didn't know that to what extent.

I have heard many girls talk about his
riches, and how they would love to be his princess. It's really too bad that he never goes for his true love.

He looks at me then moves his legs from the couch and sits up properly.

After a moment, he sighs and looks up
at me. "Well? Are you just going to stand there.

Jerk.

I sit down on the couch opposite him. In
the center sits a wooden coffee table.

"I'm confused," I say.

"Yeah, I can get by your face."

I roll my eyes at his annoying attitude.