Krish's POV

Probably I was too naive to consider that I am done with my insomniac nights. Heck I am! This is the fifteenth day in a row and I am climbing down my bed with red, puffy and swollen eyes.

"Good morning Krish" Dad greets me as he dresses the pancakes with maple syrup.

"Good morning Dad"

"Had a good sleep?"

"Plenty"

Like every other day,I was lying to him. Sleeplessness is getting on my nerves and is pushing me to the edge.

Life had been operating in equilibrium yet..one mishap...ugghhh!Krish you are not going to think about that anymore.

"Eat this" he passed me a plate after I came freshening up. I smiled.

If anything at this moment is keeping me sane then its only my Dad and Parth. There is nothing on this earth I can do to disappoint them.

"Apparently they will be disappointed once the truth gets leaked!" my conscience spoke.

No! The truth would not be revealed.

I sighed. I would not allow it to ruin my life again.

"You're up early today. Your morning classes start at 10"

"Parth asked me to check on Veer today"

"Veer? I must tell you I would be happy if you do so. You Parth and him" he said smilingly "You boys were 5 when you used to run around playing in the backyard"

"Parth and I are still the same"

"You two are like Krishna and Parth duo trust me"

I chuckle" Dad you're crazy. Anyways I am late,gotta go otherwise your Parth is gonna shoot arrows on me"

I take my car to ride upto Veer's apartment which was barely a few miles away. I clamber upon the stairs untill I reach his room in the third floor and wait for the door to open in response to my bell.

"Oh my goodness. Look who is here"
Fuck me. What is she doing here?

As much as I hate these Manzoor sisters I could not help denying how insanely gorgeous each of them are. Zaira draped in a velvet night dress along with her open red hair looked captivating.

"You moved in with him?"

"Is that bothering you?"
I roll my eyes at her.

"Where is Veer?"

"He is sleeping and disinterested to meet someone who disrespects me"

"God Zaira I want to see him"

"But he doesn't"

I growled. "I shouldn't have come here  in the first place. How did I forgot that Veer Singh was no longer the same person who used to be my best friend. He had been captured by a witch" She shot daggers at me as I held her stare with wrath. But before she could open her cocky mouth, I stormed out of their shitty residence.

Parth's POV

"Trust me Parth" Adya speaks "I have wanted to work on this newspaper but on such a controversial case"

I smiled at her as she pouted with puppy eyes. Did she have the slightest idea how her degree of cuteness expanded when she did that?

"Are you afraid?" I asked.

"No I mean there is the police"

"But journalists do their work right"

She keeps silent and stares at me blinking. Her dense eyelashes fluttering as she did so and her cheeks naturally flushed up complimenting her fair tone. How did I never notice this face in the class?

"Who do you think could be behind this Adya"

"Parth I think its too early and.. Whatever, it is just a hypothesis based on previous facts since we are yet to conduct an investigation but..." she stops "Maybe Mr..

"Mr.Steve Wilson is behind this?" Adya and I turn back as a female voice completes her.

Shit. Shit. Shit

"Emma I'm sorry We did not mean to.." Adya tries to defend but Emma smilingly stops her.

"I get that. Steve Wilson is the devil incarnate" She flashes a sad smile "I try to cover up my Dad's acts by defense. But here" She sighs "I cannot. I know how much he hated Zakir Manzoor and his family and maybe"

I place my hand over hers. She must be feeling pathetic over that. Trust me I know what having a fucked up daddy issues are. Although my dad is not a billionaire.

She looks composed at my gesture.

"I want to get over this bad feeling."She said sitting in a chair "I will help you in investigation even if it means one more charge on Dad"

"You're into writing?" I ask.

"No but I have the thing for photography. Dad got me a DSLR for that, which I could use for investigating against him"

"Great. Krish is a brilliant photographer too" I said.

"Yeah I know he refused to be the captain of football team because he had workshops to attend" Adya said.

"Yeah" I said "So Mission Manzoor is on"

The girls looked at each other and then at me with an assuring smile.

Adya's POV

I could not thank my stars more that this year I am not sitting in the cafeteria with a book only.

Krish, Emma and especially Parth have drifted closer to me for this investigation case but their company is keeping me in my toes, in ways more than I can describe. Who likes being lonely anyway.

"This is not fair Krish. You are not joining us" Emma complains.

"Yes whats this goddamn excuse now tell me?" Parth adds up.

Krish speaks raising his hand"Hey Parth you need to perform your karma yourself, I cannot help you"

"This man is going to be killed in my hands I'm telling you" Parth scoffs.

"I'm joining" Emma says."No seriously why are you backing out?"

Krish sighs. "My mom is sick. Dad wants me to accompany him to Delhi"

"Your mom lives in Delhi?"I ask. He nods. Parth speaks something. I decide to ignore.

I really enjoy their company but now. Do not mind me but something intriguing is catching my attention.

Professor Anurag has walked in the cafeteria and as always thousands of feminine eyes are ogling him. Although I admit I had a harmless crush over him in the first sem but now... there is something else drawing me towards him.

He is wearing a cobalt blue shirt formally tucked in a denim. He stands in the counter looking at...Dia?

He smirks at her as her face flushes pace.wait one second? Diya?

His expressions were not like that of I-am-a-teacher but there is something more. And Diya? I know her. Although we were not friends. But we studied in the Library together and both of us were quite alike.

Diya looks down as though in anxiousness and nervously marches out of the cafeteria. Yes Adya something is fishy. I decide to follow my instincts.

"Excuse me Guys I have to go to the washroom. See you" I stormed out of the cafeteria without hearing their response.

I walk faster to get a hold of her.

"Diya!" I call out. She turns to me.

"Adya"

"Whats with you and professor?"

She turns astonished at my words but then turns to leave but luckily I stop her "Diya what is it?"

Silence.

"Diya you know me right. You know I can help you right"

She shakes her head. Sniffles. "Appearances are deceptive Adya. This man is not what seems like". I stare back in horror.

"He is trying to touch you" I gulp down fear "Forcibly" oh god please prove me wrong please please.

She stays silent but her eyes say everything. "Other girls willfully agrees to him"

I cover my mouth in disbelief. She scowled silently. "I knew you would not believe me"

"But professor Anurag?"

"Do a thing Adya why don't you go and check his office room yourself" she left with a dejected face.

Krish's words ring my ears. He is a freaking womanizer.
No no no. I thought he was joking and...

What was that look on his face that day when Zara got missing....at the cafeteria?
Zaira surely was telling him about her sister's missing report then why was he so petrified. Was Zara too..?

Maybe. Maybe not.

Was she staying in the dorm for him?

My head at present felt like bursting out. What the fuck in actuality was happening.

Focus Adya get to work.

Parth's POV

Emma and I were finally coming out of our despicable Mathematics class. I completely regret selecting this subject instead of Bio. Lucky Krish and Adya.

And about Emma. Despite being a fashionista and a walking store of jimy choos and pradas,the girl seems to be generous unlike the Wilsons' impression.

I spot Adya running to us. She didn't left? But Krish and she did not have a class either?

"Adya" Emma asks her who is panting as she stands next to her.

"You're here?" I ask

"Zara Manzoor was staying in the college dorm from a few days despite being a local girl.  Do you know why" She said.

I and Emma looked at each other confused.

"Follow me to Professor Anurag's chamber" She speaks confusing us further.

"Can you explain us what is happening?" Emma asks as she paces up her walk to catch Adya.

"He has returned from a class so you will stop him outside and keep him busy with questions. Make sure he is far away from his chamber so that he doesn't see me and Parth coming out"
She says

"Can you explain Adya why are we going inside?" I ask.

We stop outside Professor Anurag Pandey's chamber in the Department of Chemistry.

"Did you notice that he doesn't go to classes with his phone?" She asks. I nod.

"Lets go in" she commands.

Emma starts walking rightwards and spots him as I enter with Adya. I hope Emma keeps him busy.

For heaven's sake what has happened to this girl. She is acting like a CBI now trust me. Zara's leaving the dorm and Sir's mobile phone?

She inspected a brown table as a few files lay scattered across it. Bulky books of Organic Chemistry were sorted systematically in the table. She started checking the drawer as she drew a phone from inside.

"You know the password?" I asked irritated.

"Sssshhh" she typed something and tada. Its unlocked!

"What did you type?"

"BDSMDDLJ"

"What what what?"

"What are you like?5? You know BDSM? And DDLJ here is not Dilwale dulhania lejayege. Its Daddy dom little girl"

"You know so much about sex?"

She looks in anger. Oops.

I try to control my laughter. "Oh my God he is not a professor but some kinky ceo or an Italian mafia with weird sexual fantasies"

"Ssssssshhhhh"

I keep silent at her command. This girl is truly beauty with brains.

"See this" she hands the phone to me. Am I hallucinating or is his gallery really filled with obscene pictures of girls. And holy fuck..most of them were from this college.

What surprises me more is the fact that girls are smilingly getting clicked in these positions.

"Does he keep these to blackmail them or himself?" I ask.

"He wont do that. He has a fake reputation to maintain" She replies.

"Then what are these clicks for?"

"Simple he needs something to look at while masturbating"

I press my lips as I stunningly hear her sweet little mouth utter this word.

"See this" She presses the message icon. Luckily there is no app lock.

Last chat from Zara Manzoor. Holy mother of heavens..

Our eyes glued at the screen as we read the messages in unison

Anurag

Wheres you now?

Zara

I'm in the dorm

Anurag

Can I explain how much I miss you?

Zara

Anurag.
We agreed on this

Anurag

No emotional and sentimental talks Ikr.
I was just being honest.
Okay let me rectify.
I miss your body next to me.

Zara

That's like my good boy.

Anurag

I want to get buried inside you.

Zara

Bad boy
;-)

Anurag

I will punish you
Remember the homework

Zara

Okay sir:-*
I love your punishment

Anurag

These kissing emojis aren't gonna work.
You know how harsh I can be.

Zara

Really then who is being a coy cat now?
Tear off my garments

Anurag

Your texts are like a music to my cock
I love tearing your red velvety lingerie with my teeth.
As my stiffened cock brushes your thigh.

Zara

And I love the way your tongue brushes over my exposed breasts.

Anurag

Tongue or teeth?

Zara

Firstly the way you lap your tongue around my hardened nipples and let your skillful lips clasp them.

Bite my delicate flesh then

Anurag

I love the way your body starts to respond to me.

You anticipate my tongue down there,don't you.

You part your legs slightly for my tongue.

Zara

Nah,I love how your fingers moving in and out of them.

You bound me with shackles otherwise I would have shoved your fingers deeper.

Anurag

Deeper?

You want to cum before I enter?

Zara

I love having multiple orgasms.

Anurag

Act like a bad girl and you will be spanked.

Zara

Oh Anurag.
I want you to rub your hands at my ass.
As you enter me
Slowly
And then roughly

Anurag

Wrap your legs around me.
I am not entering you unless I taste you.
I want my tongue buried down there.
Performing jerky movements

Zara

And then entering me

Anurag

Thrusting deeper
And harder.

Zara

How did you manage to make me explore euphoria through text messages?

Anurag

As I said.

You are mine to be tasted and explored.

We kept on scrolling but Zara hasn't send a reply or even if she had, it had been deleted. I am too embarrassed to even look at Adya's eyes, I read a sex chat of a teacher with her?

But in the first place Anurag and Zara? Like physically?

Adya clutched the phone tightly and angrily walked outside. I rushed behind her. We saw Anurag at a distance he was making eyes at Emma she rushed towards him held him by the collar punched him hard on the face, he screamed as he fell on the floor then she kicked him hard on the stomach. The innocent Adya was long gone Emma looked at her shocked with an open mouth students rounded up to watch the scene some were even recording the whole scene, sensing that it will get worse I pulled Adya back.

"RELAX" I said.

She stared at Anurag angrily as he lay on the floor and started to walk away.

"Where are you going?"

"Were do you think I am going I am going to get this asshole fired"

She said and walked away.

"What the hell is going on?" Emma asked.

I pulled her to the side and explained the situation to her.

"Ewww.....gross" She said looking at Anurag.

"Will you help me stop Adya"

"Stop her? fuck I am going with her" Emma said and walked away.

I looked at Anurag who stared at me petrified.

"Sorry dude you are going down" I said and ran towards Emma.

"Girls wait up  I am coming with you"