Unveiling Fate's Game

""Hmmm...mmm"

A manly hand was squeezing the girl's t*** and the girl moaned in pleasure as an unknown man pleasured her body.

The girl feels her body getting hot and turned on.

His hands on her naked skin was burning hot and she twisted herself in his arms

She felt little warm kisses on her neck, chest, breasts and then trailing down the plane of her stomach.

The kisses were moving lower and lower until he was kissing the sensitive spot of her body.

.............

Aaradhya woke up abruptly, jolted from her dream, and found herself sprawled on the floor.

Her cheeks were flushed with a rosy hue, and her striking black eyes gleamed with a mix of confusion and distress.

Pink lips, set against her adorable smooth, egg-shaped face, were slightly parted as she tried to catch her breath.

Her small ears seemed to listen intently to the echoes of the fading dream.

For the past two years, this recurring video had haunted her subconscious, leaving her feeling suffocated and perplexed.

It was something completely out of character for her, and she couldn't understand why it continued to plague her thoughts.

The origin of this distressing dream was a video she had unknowingly seen during a tour with her friends.

As she tried to make sense of the situation, the conflicting voices in her mind, represented by Angel Aaradhya and Devil Aaradhya, began to bicker.

Angel Aaradhya, the voice of reason and empathy, chastised her gently,

"Aru, how could you let yourself be affected by something like this without even knowing the person's face?"

" This isn't like you, and it's not aligned with your true aspirations."

The mischievous Devil Aaradhya, on the other hand, dismissed the concern with a playful smirk,

"Oh, come on, Aru, it was just a dream! No need to be so serious."

" Besides, who says knowing the face makes any difference? Fun is fun, with or without details."

Angel Aaradhya retorted, "You're missing the point entirely! Her ambitions lie elsewhere."

Devil Aaradhya shrugged nonchalantly, "Whatever, it's not like dreams define our reality. "

"Ambitions are good, but they shouldn't strip away all the fun, you know."

"Having ambition doesn't mean sacrificing happiness," Devil Aaradhya countered firmly,

"This dream is only distracting her from her true path," Angel Aaradhya's voice reflected her conviction.

"Are baba, common, it's just common. After marriage, everyone will do it," Devil Aaradhya countered.

"Exactly, after marriage, not between her studies!"

'If she gets distracted by boyfriend types, then she has to... No!"

" We have to forget our studies," Angel retorted.

"You know... you are very boring," Devil Aaradhya retorted with a mischievous grin.

Angel Aaradhya sighed, "I may be 'boring, but I know the value of staying focused on our goals. "

"Education is essential, and we shouldn't let anything divert us from our path."

Devil Aaradhya rolled her eyes, "Oh, come on! A little distraction won't hurt. Life is meant to be enjoyed, not just a constant race towards success."

"But we can't afford to lose sight of what's important," Angel Aaradhya persisted.

"Aaradhya has her dreams, and it's our responsibility to ensure she achieves them."

Devil Aaradhya shrugged, "Well, I'm just saying a little fun won't hurt anyone. She can find a balance between studying and having a good time, you know?"

Angel Aaradhya nodded, "You're right to some extent, but we need to make sure she doesn't get too carried away. It's all about moderation."

"I guess you're the voice of reason here," Devil Aaradhya said, feigning a disappointed expression.

"Don't be melodramatic," Angel Aaradhya teased.

"We just want what's best for Aaradhya."

The two sides continued their verbal sparring, each trying to sway Aaradhya's perspective.

She could feel the turmoil within, torn between her aspirations and the allure of enjoyment.

As they continued to debate, Aaradhya felt torn between the two conflicting voices inside her.

Aaradhya finally intervened, her own voice breaking through the heated argument.

"Enough! Both of you, just stop! "

"This inner conflict is tearing me apart."

The voices fell silent, and a moment of stillness settled over Aaradhya's mind.

She took a deep breath, trying to regain her composure.

She spoke to herself gently, "I know my dreams don't define my reality, I won't let this dream distract me from my goals."

The internal debate subsided, leaving Aaradhya with a sense of clarity.

She decided to set her troubling dreams aside for now .

Aaradhya felt a strong desire to sleep a little longer, but just as she contemplated it, her alarm rang loudly.

It was set by her mother, who insisted on waking her up on time, otherwise, there would be a tsunami of scolding at her house.

Irritated by the early start to her day, Aaradhya reluctantly got out of bed, cleaned her room, and began her daily routine.

She picked out her outfit for college, choosing a pink crop top and blue jeans, which she loved wearing.

However, her mother had reservations about her choice of clothes, often advising her not to wear modern dresses now that she had become an adult.

Whenever her mother made such comments, Aaradhya would respond with a playful protest, saying,

"Mom, when I get married, I'll have to wear sarees and kurti's all the time. "

"So, please, let me enjoy wearing these outfits until then." She would add a touch of drama, making a puppy face, and her mother would often give in to her request, unable to resist her charm.

With a smile on her face, Aaradhya finished getting ready, feeling confident and comfortable in her chosen outfit. As she descended the stairs for breakfast, her mother couldn't help but shake her head, amused by her daughter's persuasive tactics.

Aaradhya descended from the stairs to have breakfast and greeted their parents.

As she sat down to eat her breakfast, she noticed tension between her parents.

Their strained expressions did not go unnoticed by her observant eyes.

But she decided not to probe further, assuming it was related to their business problems.

Her mother served her breakfast and tried to initiate a conversation,

"Aaradhya, how was your morning? Did you sleep well?"

Just then she remembered her dream and got embarrassed and responded to her mom,

"Yes, Mom, I slept well. But why are you asking?"

"Because you have a lot of dark circles under your eyes," her mother expressed concern.

"What!"

" Are the dark circles too noticeable? "

"Oh, no!" Priya exclaimed, suddenly taking her mobile to check herself in the camera.

As she is fair-skinned, her dark circles were somewhat clearly visible. And she didn't want to appear tired or unhealthy when going out.

"After breakfast, I'll do some touch up for makeup," she thought.

"I know you want to score good marks in your education, but health is very important," her mom said caringly.

Aaradhya came out of her thoughts and nodded, feeling embarrassed by her mom's observation.

"If Mom knew why I got those dark circles, she'd handle me with a broomstick," Aaradhya playfully said to herself in her mind.

"That's true," her mischievous inner voice agreed.

Sometimes, she had these contrasting thoughts, a blend of the angelic and devilish sides of her personality.

"I have a lot to cover in college today, so I'm planning to stay in the library during lunch break," Aaradhya said after finishing her breakfast, intending to head back to her room.

Her mother nodded understandingly and yelled from the breakfast table, "Alright, dear. Just make sure you take a break and have something to eat. Your health is important too."

"Don't worry, Mom. I'll take care of myself," Aaradhya yelled back as she reached her room, making sure her words reached her mom.

Meanwhile, Aaradhya's father, Madhu, asked her mother, Shyamala, quietly, "Did you talk about the situation with her?"

"Dear, please be slow."

" We shouldn't scare her."

" You know about her ambitions."

" We have to make sure she understands the situations," Shyamala replied.

Aaradya's Parents always appreciate their daughter's determination and her ability to balance tradition and modernity.

They respected her aspirations and dreams, understanding that she was growing into a responsible and thoughtful young woman.

"But we don't have much time. This may be the only method," Madhu expressed concern.

"Did Srikanth call you? He's waiting for the reply," Shyamala asked.

"No, maybe he was waiting for our call," said Madhu, deep in thought about the matter they were discussing.

As they were discussing, their elder daughter Priya arrived at the house with her daughter Riya, who was seven years old.

Meanwhile, Aaradhya finished her light touch-up for the dark circles and was ready to step out of her room.

Just as she came out, she was greeted by her sister's daughter, Riya, a bubbly and talkative child.

Riya exclaimed happily, running towards Aaradhya,

"Auntyy.......!"

Aaradhya was surprised by her unexpected visit, as they usually didn't come unless there were special occasions.

She loved Riya dearly and lifted her up in her arms, pinching her nose playfully.

"Riya, didn't you go to school today?" Aaradhya asked with a smile.

Riya replied, "No, Auntie, I bunked my school today. My dad gave me permission. And guess what?"

" Mom and Dad were talking about marriage today!"

" I'm going to be a small bride beside you!"

Aaradhya's face dropped upon hearing Riya's words.

She had been facing this pressure of marriage for the past three years, especially from relatives.

As soon as she turned 18, they began bringing various marriage proposals for her.

Aaradhya, doing her masters, was known for her concentration and dedication to her studies.

She had a clear goal in mind – to get married only after completing her education.

There was a strong reason behind this decision, and she was determined not to let anything or anyone come between her and her academic pursuits.

While her parents initially ignored their relatives, they couldn't ignore the matches coming from her brother-in-law, as it would affect Priya's life.

Curious about the conversation, Aaradhya asked Riya,

"What were they saying about it, Riya?"

Riya replied confidently, "They were saying it's time for you to get married too! "

"But I told them, 'No way! Auntie loves studying too much!'"

Aaradhya chuckled at Riya's candidness and praised her, "Well, Riya, you're absolutely right."

" I do love studying, and that's my focus for now."

Riya nodded with a serious expression, "That's what I told them! I said, 'Auntie wants to become a super-smart engineer before she thinks about getting married!'"

Knowing Riya's naughtiness ,Aaradhya added playfully, "And...!"

Riya confessed with innocence, "If they want, I'm ready for marriage. "

"Actually, I like a boy in my class. Can you talk to my parents and ask them to get me married to him?"

Aradhya couldn't help but burst into laughter at Riya's adorable and straightforward confession.

"Oh, Riya, you're such a little charmer! But don't worry, you have plenty of time to think about marriage when you grow up."

Riya grinned mischievously, enjoying the attention she was getting. "Okay, Auntie, I'll wait until I'm older!"

As Aaradhya lifted Riya in her arms and came downstairs, the momentary joy overshadowed the underlying tension she sensed in her sister's talk about her marriage.

She greeted her sister, trying not to probe further, as she didn't want to engage in a lengthy conversation she felt she might not be ready for.

After saying her goodbyes to her family, Aaradhya started her journey to college by metro, just like any other day.

As she walked, every eye seemed to be on her, as she had a natural charm that captivated people around her.

However, she was used to such attention and ignored the glances, as it was a regular occurrence for her.

Unbeknownst to Priya, two eyes secretly watched her every move, a person lurking in the shadows with a nefarious plan to snatch away her precious smile.

Aaradhya: (Thoughtfully) "Why do these dreams keep haunting me?"

Devil Aaradhya: (Supportively) "You should talk to someone about it, Aru. Don't bear this burden alone."

Angel Aaradhya: (Defiantly) "Oh, come on! They're just dreams. Ignore them and focus on enjoying your college life."

Devil Aaradhya: "Or you can try acting like Rakul Preet's character in the movie 'Spyder.'"

Angel Aaradhya: "Oh, hello! What are you saying? Why are you distracting her?"

Devil Aaradhya: "Yaar, it's fun... Look, that boy is coming towards us. Maybe he is going to propose to us! I'm excited!"

Angel Aaradhya: "Aaradhya, quickly run!"

Devil Aaradhya: "No... Aru, accept him and make the dream come true!"

Angel Aaradhya: "Shut up!"

Devil Aaradhya: "You shut up!"

As soon as Aaradhya arrived at college, preoccupied with her thoughts and battling her inner devils, she came across a handsome guy named Prabhu, who had been in love with her for the past two years.

Today, he had decided to confess his love to Aaradhya, no matter what.

"Hi Aru," Prabhu said nervously to Aaradhya.

Aaradhya raised her eyebrow, maintaining a cold face with no smile.

As she predicted his intention, she didn't want to give him any false hopes.

"Hi Prabhu, can you please call me by my name? "

"I don't like the name you're using," Aaradhya said casually, still without any facial expressions.

"Hmm... sorry, it's okay. I'll call you as you say," Prabhu replied, trying to hide the rose he had bought for her.

He knew Aaradhya's character well, but he wanted to try his luck since she had been nice to him for the last week.

Little did he know, as soon as she noticed the red rose in his hands, her expression changed.

Sensing her attitude towards him today, he decided to postpone his confession.

"Anything else, Prabhu?" Aaradhya asked him, still with a poker face.

Prabhu knew that Aaradhya was dangerous compared to any other girl he knew.

He didn't want to end up on bad terms with her.

"Hmm... no, nothing. It's just... um... I bought a rose for you," Prabhu awkwardly said, trying to maintain his composure.

"Oh... sorry, but I don't like flowers," Aaradhya said matter-of-factly, still not showing any sign of a smile.

"Oh... it's okay," Prabhu replied, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Hey, why don't you give it to Harika? She loves flowers," Aaradhya suggested, motioning her eyes to the back where Harika was running towards them, as if someone was chasing her.

"Why not, "

"Here!" Prabhu nervously handed the rose to Harika as soon as she reached near Aaradhya.

Harika looked puzzled at first but then realised what was going on, based on Aaradhya's usual behaviour.

This wasn't the first time someone tried to confess their feelings to Aaradhya, only to be gracefully rejected.

Her reputation of being indifferent and cold-hearted was undeserved.

She simply focused on her studies and goals, determined not to burden her parents financially.

Some may have called her selfish, but Aaradhya had a different perspective.

She valued her independence and wanted to achieve success on her own terms.

Deep down, she was a caring and understanding person, but she had a unique way of showing it.

Harika couldn't help but chuckle at the situation.

"Ah, poor Prabhu! He fell into Aaradhya's zone of terror," she said, trying to hold back her laughter.

Aaradhya joined in the laughter, "Well, I can't help it if boys get nervous around me. It's not intentional."

Harika teased, "Oh, I know, I know. But you have to admit, you have a special way of keeping them on their toes!"

The two friends laughed together, enjoying the humorous side of Aaradhya's unintentional effect on people.

Despite her reputation, they knew that deep down, Aaradhya was a gem of a person and a true friend.

"Now, tell me, why are you running towards me as if someone is chasing you?" Aaradhya knew her friend well, so she asked without batting an eye.

"Oh... that's because I heard you are getting married!" Harika exclaimed with excitement.

"What!"

Aaradhya exclaimed even more loudly, drawing attention from everyone around.

Realising the public setting, she quickly kept her mouth shut and shot daggers at her friend before heading to their classes as they were getting late.

Aaradhya and Harika parted ways as they had different classes.

As Aaradhya was making her way to class, she suddenly tripped and was about to fall when a large hand immediately grabbed her waist, pulling her towards a strong chest.

It was the first time a man had touched her like this, and she couldn't help but shiver under his touch.

She met his eyes, which were locked onto hers, as if not wanting to look away.

"He is hot," the devil inside her whispered with a hint of mischief.

Shaking herself out of the trance, she managed to say, "Thank you."

But the man didn't let go of her waist.

Instead, he gazed at her as if she were some kind of prey.

As she realised they were outside the classroom, Aaradhya could hear her teacher beginning the lecture inside.

Aaradhya tried to get rid of the man politely, saying,

"Sir, can you please let me go? I'm getting late for class."

Her cheeks flushed as she struggled to respond.

The boldness of this man took her by surprise, and she wasn't sure how to handle the situation.

The man's lips curled into a playful smile as he finally released his hold on her.

He straightened himself but maintained a captivating presence.

He then bent slightly, lowering himself to her level, and whispered in her ear with a hint of seduction,

"What if there is no class? Is that okay?"