Greetings, my dear readers.

This is my original story. All the characters, names, events, and scenes shown here are fictional and created from imagination. The purpose of this story is only entertainment, not to hurt anyone. The credit for any images used in the story goes to their rightful owners.

This is my first time in this platform trying something new and different. This story will be dark, so I request those who feel uncomfortable with such themes to please not read further. By “dark,” I don’t mean only physical connection, but also the intensity between characters—you will experience something deep and different.

Some people might question how a professor and a student relationship can be shown like this, but as you continue reading, everything will start making sense. There will be scenes that may make you uncomfortable and raise many questions, but both the leads are strong personalities—neither is weak. Their chemistry and romance will definitely keep you hooked.

Chapter 1

Bangalore Airport

At the international airport, a flight from Russia had just landed in India. Passengers were slowly coming out with their luggage. It was past midnight, and exhaustion was clearly visible on everyone’s faces. On top of that, the flight had been delayed by four hours, and the weather was getting worse.

It felt like rain could start pouring heavily at any moment.

Some people were standing with big banners, waiting for their loved ones, while others were rushing toward taxis to reach their destinations. Gradually, the surroundings started getting quieter, and the cold wind picked up speed. Everyone just wanted to reach home quickly before the weather turned worse.

Among them stood a man, wearing a long black coat, a black hat, and a black mask covering his face. He seemed to be waiting for someone. His fingers kept tapping on his trolley bag, showing his growing impatience. His blue eyes, partially visible between the hat and mask, were filled with anger.

A taxi driver had been watching him for quite some time. Finally, he approached and said,

“Sir, it might start raining anytime, and in this weather, it will be difficult to get a taxi later. Please come with me—I’ll drop you, and I won’t even charge much.”

The man thought for a moment and nodded.

He showed the address he was holding.

“Sir, this place is quite far, but I will drop you safely,” the driver assured.

The man didn’t reply and moved forward with his trolley bag, but the driver quickly took it from him, saying,

“This is my job, sir.”

As soon as they sat in the taxi, it started raining.

The driver kept talking while driving, occasionally looking at the man through the rearview mirror, but the man remained silent, staring outside at the dark, rainy night. The rain grew heavier, and the roads began to empty.

The man was already irritated, and the driver’s constant chatter was only making it worse. He was about to say something when suddenly—

Screech!

The driver slammed the brakes.

The driver hadn’t worn a seatbelt, so he was fine, but the man almost hit his head on the front seat.

Looking back nervously, the driver said,

“Sorry, sir… a girl suddenly came in front of the car. I think I hit her.”

The girl hadn’t been seriously hurt, but she had fallen. Her clothes were already wet from the rain and now covered in mud.

The driver panicked, worried about a police case. But before he could think further, the girl stood up and knocked on the window.

He rolled down the glass.

“Please forgive me, madam,” he said nervously.

The girl slightly lifted her hand to clear her face and said,

“Bhaiya, please drop me ahead. I’ve been waiting for a taxi for a long time.”

The man in the back was already irritated, but the driver agreed immediately.

“Please come, madam.”

She opened the back door and sat beside the man.

As she shut the door, the man’s gaze fell on her hand, and the fragrance of her perfume filled the air. Water was dripping from her clothes as she thanked the driver.

Then suddenly, through the rearview mirror, the man saw her face clearly.

The taxi light fell directly on her face. She was beautiful. Her wet hair clung to her cheeks as she brushed them aside while talking. Her sparkling eyes and soft smile caught his attention completely.

There was something about her.

He couldn’t take his eyes off her.

Her fair face, pink lips, and the way she tried to cover herself with her small hands—it all pulled him in.

Sensing his intense gaze, the girl turned her head and looked at him with slight anger.

For a moment, their eyes met.

But again—

Screech!

The driver hit the brakes.

The man glared at him, clearly annoyed for breaking the moment.

“Sir, a dog came in front,” the driver explained quickly and continued driving.

The girl looked away, adjusted her top slightly, and took out a ₹100 note from her jeans.

“Bhaiya, take this,” she said.

The driver accepted the wet note—

But before anyone could react—

She opened the door of the moving taxi and jumped out.

The taxi was at high speed. By the time it stopped, she had fallen far behind.

Everything happened so fast that both the driver and the man were stunned.

When they went back, she was gone.

The driver resumed driving, but the man was more shocked than him. Who takes such a dangerous risk—especially in heavy rain?

The entire way, he kept thinking about that girl who had entered his life for just a moment but stayed in his thoughts.

Finally, the taxi stopped in front of a luxurious apartment in a posh area.

The man paid extra money, and the driver left happily.

As the man approached the main gate, his eyes fell on a black board with a golden name:

“Mr. Alex Aryan.”

Meanwhile, in a nearby local hospital, the same girl was getting her wounds treated. Her clothes were torn, but she didn’t look scared—instead, she appeared confident.

A man named Vipin was with her, but he didn’t seem worried about her injuries.

He asked,

“They didn’t see you, right, Liana?”

Liana ignored her wounds and took out a strap from her jeans, handing it to him.

“I couldn’t snatch his ID card, sir… but this has the name of his college.”

Vipin read it slowly:

“Imperial College of Technology.”

Who are Alex, Liana, and Vipin?

Why did Liana jump out of a moving taxi at midnight?

What connection does she have with Imperial College of Technology?

Stay tuned and connected