Marry me, professor!(18+)

Chapter 4- Hero or a villain?

Vansh's POV 

I led Riddhima to a secret room, hidden deep within the warehouse. The room was filled with screens and files, evidence of her uncle's illegitimate business.

"Look, Riddhima," I said, my voice firm. "I know you think you're loyal to your family, but you need to see the truth."

I gestured to the screens, where images of young girls, no more than 15 years old, were being exploited and abused.

"This is what your uncle is involved in," I said, my voice cold. "He's running a sex racket, Riddhima. He's ruining girls' lives."

Riddhima's eyes widened in horror as she took in the images. She looked guilty, like she knew something but had chosen to ignore it.

"How can you not go against him?" I asked, my voice incredulous. "How can you support someone who does this to innocent girls?"

Riddhima shook her head, tears streaming down her face.

"I didn't know," she whispered. "I had no idea."

I sighed, my expression softening slightly.

"I know you didn't," I said. "But now you do. And now you have a choice to make. You can either continue to support your uncle's empire, or you can help me bring him down."

Riddhima looked up at me, her eyes filled with determination.

"I'll help you," she said, her voice firm. "I won't let him continue to ruin girls' lives."

I nodded, a small smile playing on my lips.

"Good," I said. "I knew I could count on you, Riddhima."

As we finished going through the evidence, Riddhima looked up at me with a mix of determination and exhaustion.

"But please, let me go for now," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I need some time to process everything."

I nodded, understanding her request.

"Okay, I'll let you go," I said, my voice softening. "But remember, Riddhima, you're in this now. You're with me, and we're going to bring your uncle down together."

Riddhima nodded, a small smile on her lips.

"I won't forget," she said, her voice firm.

I walked her to the door, my hand on the small of her back. As we reached the entrance, I turned her around to face me.

"And don't forget, Riddhima," I said, my voice low and husky. "Who you belong to."

Before she could respond, I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers. It was a sweet, gentle kiss, but it held a depth of emotion that left us both breathless.

Riddhima's eyes fluttered closed as she melted into my arms, her lips responding to mine with a passion that left me wanting more.

As we broke apart, I smiled, my eyes locked on hers.

"Don't forget me,above all,Riddhima," I whispered. "And I'll do everything in my power to keep you safe."

Her face flushed, but she nodded, a small smile on her lips.

"Hmm," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

I smiled, my heart racing with excitement.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow at 10," I said, my voice firm. "Be ready, Riddhima. We have a long road ahead of us."

Riddhima nodded, and I watched as she walked away, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew that I had made the right decision, taking her in.

As I watched her walk away, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. I knew that our journey together was just beginning, and I was eager to see what the future held.