IS IT HER?

The man in Black suit handed pics  to the male sitting in front of him, whose presence excluded dark aura , enough to make one shiver standing infront of him. His body language screamed confidence. He sat on his throne checking out the pictures his bodyguard handed him .

"Is it her?"

The man nodded yes . He's head still hung lie presenting respect to his owner.

"You can leave "

"Yes sir"

He bowed and left .

As soon as he left a man made his entry in the . He had curls hair, ocean blue eyes. His body more like a well built boxer.

"Hey man"

He walked more like carefree towards the man sitting infront of him. It seemed like his aura didn't affected him in any way.

"Hii"

He pulled him in a hug with a smile dancing on his lips.

"Where have you been, ceaser?"

He asked while sitting back.

"So rude of you to welcome your friend with question instead of making him comfortable." The man on the other side chuckled.

"This home belongs to you too,ceaser. we are more like brothers . Aren't we?"

"Yeah we are."

He looked towards the maid as I'd he would be talking with eyes and in no minute they bought them a variety of dishes and drinks. As soon as they placed the dishes they left the palace as their owner's order.

"Care to explain."

"My dad wants me to get married and settle down. I was busy attending the blind dates he had arranged me."

"Oh come on ceaser. Marriage ain't our thing . Right?" Disappointment clear in his tone, as if he stood against it with all his heart and soul.

"Not our , but mine, I think I am old  enough to marry. After all I need somebody special in my life, with whom I'll share home, would share secrets, I would love to talk about my day.

"I'm there to help you with that , right?"

He was interrupted by Archer.

"Eww"

"That's not all I am talking about. There are many other stuffs too."

He pressed his lips into thin line ,nodding as if he would be understanding what his friend meant.

They were into conversation when ceaser's eyes caught something from the table.

"Is this the girl you were talking about?"

Ceaser asked him picking out one of  those pics.

Archer hummed in response.

"She's beautiful."

"You are not here to remark her beauty. Just find out her details. Each and everything, from tip to toe." He snapped at him.

"Whoa man ! Relax yourself , first of all who is she? And why does it matter?"he asked Archer out of confusion.

"She's the one who was with grandma ,when she had the accident , grandma explained us how she's impressed of her bravery and kindness." He said sipping wine.

"So? That still doesn't make any sense."ceaser asked him wanting to to explained more clearly.

"So... she wants me to date her and get married as soon as possible." Archer said causally.

"Oh, date and marriage.

Wait.. what?

He rubbed his ear and asked him to repeat.

"Am I  listening this right? The great anti-romantic Archer Hemsworth is into so called stupid stuffs like date and marriage?".

"Done with your drama?"he said being annoyed of his friend.

He got up fixing his blazor.

"Arched Hemsworth neither was into these stuffs nor he will be. I just need valid details to prove grandma that she ain't worth of marrying me, and I need you to gather me those proofs.

Got it?"

"Aha! Indeed my lord". But my conscience states that this is not just for grandma , there's something on your mind."

"Wait till the time comes and I will let you know ."

Alyssa's  pov

I'm here sitting in the classroom ,waiting for the professor, but it seems like this class would go vacant. I was collecting my books to leave when the professor entered the room. We stood to greet him , whereas he signaled us to sit. This man never greets us back. He just raises his hand in the air like king. That's rude.

Behind him stood his two bootlickers with a pile of papers each. Probably those were our test papers.

What a day!

I hope luck is on my side.

He's started calling out the students name to come and take their sheets. In no while he called my name too. I stood to go and fetch my papers buy this wicked old man got no chill.

" 48 out of 60 " he called out my marks Loud .

I knew he'll never miss any chance to humiliate me . But still my marks are much better than the half of class.

His bootlickers never knew any answers and still get damn full marks. I guess how? And it wiukd be foolish of me to think it's not the magic of our wicked professor ' Nicole Thompson '

I returned back to my seat. I wish I could throw him out of this university. This man deserves no respect as a teacher. I sat beside my only friend over here, Suzanne Hemsworth. We are here together since day one. And it's great to have her company. We gossip and study together. We do share some same qualities like I love listening music while solving maths and she too.we are both in great love with pasta and our recipes are same. First the pasta is to be boiled with sprinkle of salt and half table spoon of oil so that it won't stick. Then for the puree I grind  tomatoes, onion ,Chilli flakes , clove of garlic and bit of ginger . Then after straining the pasta ,heat the pan add 2 table spoon oil and then add the puree and boiled pasta, mix it well with salt and pepper. Tada the dish is ready , we were discussing and ended up getting scolded and standing out side the class.

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