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I rushed down the stairs. That chuckle is different. And the way he looked at me was fucking suffocating. His deep baby-blue eyes….I have seen that before. But where? As soon as I came downstairs I saw Riza standing at the door of the library. She might be waiting for me. I calmed myself and walked to her. I tried to give a smile to her.

“Hey..are you okay, Rini?” She asked looking at my face, of course anyone now who’ll look at my face now will ask me that.

“Yes..yes..I’m good..” I trailed off but she didn’t buy my excuse at all.

“You don’t look like ‘good’ babes. Like you have seen any ghost” She said, giving a small chuckle

“Yeah..someone like a ghost only.” I said.

“What? Who? Whom have you seen?” She asked, raising an eyebrow. Then I told her everything that happened up there. And at the end she bursted into laughter. Then she asked again.

“Well! What does he look like?” She is asked, curiosity in her eyes clear. I said as his looks were clear in my mind.

“He was baby-blue eyed, he had a lean-muscular figure with a sharp jawline, broad chest, and biceps. He is maybe above six feet or something….” I blurted out and surprised by myself that I noticed this much about that boy in those few minutes? And more surprised because I remembered each and everything. How? I mean, why?

“Whoa girl, you really observed that boy, huh? And maybe, maybe you met Ethan!.” She said and then it clicked my head. He is that biker who saw me! He was the one who smirked at me. And that means he remembered me and knew I’m from his rival team.

“Ethan? You mean Ethan Ravenwood?” I asked, knowing the answer well.

“Yes, Ethan Ravenwood! But don’t worry. Just stay away from him. He’s a jerk.” She said and gave a soft chuckle and then we both left for the college cafeteria.

After talking with her and having some snacks and coffee in the cafeteria. We parted ways for our respective classes. I got to know about many things that Ethan is the leader of Dark Auras and three more members are there in their team or gang, including her. And yeah she is the only girl in her group. Her mother is Indian and her father is Indian-Christian, so she is fluent in hindi.

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Later that day I was walking through an empty corridor of the campus's 2nd floor. I don’t have any classes now, so I’m exploring the place. As I continue to stroll. I was passing by a classroom and stopped in my tracks when I heard something break from that classroom. It sounded like glass breaking. I walked to that classroom. The door of that classroom was slightly ajar. I try to see inside. But found none. Curiosity pricked me. I walked to the window of that classroom, which was open and beside the door. I peeked inside. Surprisingly, I found no-one there. It was not a big classroom like other ones. It’s a smaller one. Like a small office or cabin room. I see a heavy book on the edge of the desk and it’s about to fall.

I stepped inside the classroom and placed the book properly on the desk and glanced around the room. It’s a cabin, with a cupboard, desk, chair and a couch in this room. I glance over at the desk, pictures, several pictures and maps scattered on the desk. Looks like someone was working here a few minutes ago.

I know I know it’s wrong to sneak into someone's cabin and work like this. But who cares until and unless caught? I glanced around and found no CCTV camera here. I turn my head back to the desk.

I see the pictures. These all pictures are of….. Kids. Maybe about eight to ten years of kids. And then one picture caught my eye. There’s the picture of this kid, that kid who’s picture I saw last night in News. This kid was one of them whose picture was shown. He is murdered by that psychopath. Does that mean these other kids are the ones who were murdered or kidnapped? And why out of the blue all these things are in this small cabin of University? I glanced around the room and my eyes fell on the cupboard. It’s slightly open ajar. I walked to that and my mind hesitated but who cares. I opened the cupboard and stepped back instantly when dozens of candies flooded out of the cupboard and fell with a thud on the floor.

Huh? Candies? For real? This much. Dozens of. I noticed carefully and saw some things which dried my throat and chills ran down my spine. My blood ran cold, my eyes popped out. I saw seven to eight pairs of hands on the floor, as if someone had ripped them off from their wrists.

At first I thought it might be not real, may be any props. I mean why in the world would someone keep pairs of hands in a cupboard in a university cabin. But when I bend a little to see. I notice dried blood stains. I straightened up and rushed out of the cabin not bothering about the things on the floor.

I rushed out of the room and now I’m running through this empty corridor of college. I continued nunning. Suddenly I stumbled on a hard chest and ended up both of us falling on the floor with my on top of that person.

The person’s arms wrapped around my waist securely. I realized my face is pressed on his throat, my lips on his Adam's apple. GOD! This is so embarrassing. I pulled my head back, up to look down at him.

And my eyes popped out when I saw him. It's him. Ethan Ravenwood. His eyes closed, his breathing heavy and as if he almost froze. Then slowly he opened his eyes and looked at me.
His eyes are so soft now, unlike the last time how arrogant and cocky it was.

We looked at each other and then my eyes lowered to his Adam's apple, when I saw my lip gloss stain there. I glupled as I felt his eyes on my face. And then he muttered while still holding me. “Little Spark.”

I looked back at him. And his eyes are hell intense yet soft.

“Let me go!” I say trying to sound tough.

“You are on top of me. Like a koala, Ms. Little Spark.” He said, smirking.

“Yes, because your arms are wrapped around me. I can’t get up because of that.” I snapped

“Look at your waist again, I had already unwrapped my arms from there when you pulled your head back and looked at me. You are on me, willingly.” He said smoothly.

I realized indeed his hands aren’t wrapped around me anymore. I rolled off him and got up from the floor. Adjusting my clothes. He stands up too.

“Why were you running like that?” His question caught me off guard. I literally forgot about that cabin. But I decided not to tell him. Why should I? He is from the rival team of Saksham and kabir. No, I won’t tell him about him.

Later I’ll ask about this to kabir. Saksham is more mature but Kabir and I are closer in our group. I will talk to him later now I have to handle this porcupine.

I looked back at him and found him already looking at me. And that smirk on his face is like plastered.

“What? Stop staring!” I say rudely, hoping he’ll go away. But no, he chuckled and said.

“My eyes, my wish, my view.” He said as if staring at me is such a natural thing.

“I remember this morning, you were in that classroom with that girl. And how you tried to corner me against the shelves, I remember everything.” I say trying to sound like a threat.

“So, enjoyed? Or want more?” He said, his voice husky as he started backing me up towards the wall nearby.

“No, wh-why are you coming closer? Huh?” I started stepping backwards. And continued to step backwards. And soon my back hit the wall behind me.

“Because….” He trailed off closing the distance between us, caging me between him and the wall behind me, with his hands pressed beside my head.

“It…..feels like torture to stay away from you. I did once, I won't stay away anymore.” He murmured, his eyes dropped to my lips.

“Rini Sehegal, few days left, enjoy your freedom. Because when I cage you, you won't be able to escape..” He confessed and I shut my eyes tightly. How…. How does he know my name? And why is he talking like he knows me?

I feel his breath directly on my lips…and then within a few seconds his presence is gone. I opened my eyes, and glanced here and there. No, he is not here.

WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?

He𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 3 𝐨𝐟
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