"So students , I end your class here. Please complete your assignment i have assigned to you all till this Saturday. Dispersed everyone!" As the class ended , all the students started to move out with their friends , some gossiping about the recent fashion launched in the market while some about the recent news of college .

But between all the chaos , there stood a girl cladded in a simple oversized t-shirt and baggy pants , grabbing her backpack as she made her way towards the exit of class.

Nimrat Batra ,  daughter of Anand Batra and late Shrishti Batra. A strict and elite businessman who had his number of chains of hotels and malls all over India and who was a perfect family man. Or that is what people think .

"Oyy meri silent express , mere liye toh ruk jaa" A very cheerful yet deep voice came ringing through the corridor and Nimrat closed her eyes in annoyance. ( ohh my silent express , wait for me)

Can't he for ones call me like a human!

She thought turning around only to find a very smiling Veer Bajpai standing and waving at her like a maniac .

Unfortunately one of her bestfriend.

Veer Bajpai , only son of Mahesh Bajpai and Aasha Bajpai . The only heir of Bajpai business that he would be handling after his father .

Veer came in running as he hugged her as if they were separated for years even though he met her just two hours ago.

"Abb chal bhi , pura din yahi khadi rahegi kya" he said keeping his hand around her shoulder dragging her towards the cafeteria where one more maniac was waiting for them. (Let's go now , are you going to stand here for all day long ?)

Veer and Nimrat stood at the entrance of the cafeteria trying to find the person they are looking for  but before they can make their way towards the table , again a very loud cheerful voice rang in the hall making them stilled.

"Oyyy pagal insano mere liye toh wait karo" Nimrat and Veer turned  around only to find a pouting Khushi who stood there glaring at them hard .(oyyy idiot people wait for me)

Well her another best friend!

Unfortunately!

Khushi Jindal,  daughter of Aman and Niharika Jindal and the only heiress of Jindal industries and Co.

"For God's sake,  for ones can you both call me like a true human and not some animal?" Nimrat said defeatingly eyeing the two maniacs she call her best friends.

Veer and Khushi smiled sheepishly looking at her as the three took their respective seats .

"We know that you love us" Both repeated the same line which they tell her after irritating her .

Rolling her eyes Nimrat scrolled through her phone randomly while Khushi and Veer were busy in deciding the drinks they would order when suddenly they  heard the commotion in the hall .

The whispering of crowd and the eyes that darted towards the entrance made it clear the reason of the sudden interest in students. Nimrat's hand momentarily stopped as she came to the know the very familiar presence coming straight towards her. Her hand gripping the phone tightly sensing his footsteps coming towards her like a hunter towards its prey.

Taking a deep breath she stood up looking at Veer and Khushi , both of them ensuring her through their eyes before she sighed again.

"Lets go" as the words left her mouth, both of them stood up starting to exit the hall .

Nimrat's heart raced at its highest as she grew closure to him. but still her eyes remained blank , void of any emotion looking straight at the exit door and not giving a glance at his way even for a second.

But maybe luck was not on her side as she collided with someone's shoulder and lost her balance. Before she could fall , Veer wrapped his arms around her shoulder helping her to stand . And that is when her eyes landed on the person she collided with .

Misha Batra.

Her step sister.

Misha stood there with a nasty smirk on her face as she looked at Nimrat . After all she accidentally collided with her.

"Awwww, are you hurt ? Dear sister" the words fell from her mouth like a dangerous venom peircing her heart like needles but she stood motionless  as her whole existence was numb feeling those dark brown orbs boring holes on her .

He is there , standing just beside her  with those dangerous eyes boring holes on her body.

"No........its alright. I am fine" Lie , a white lie. How can she be fine seeing Misha clinging her arm with his. Standing too close to Him . Her first love . Her Yuvaan. 

Yuvaan Singhania,  son of one of the most richest businessman in Aisa ,Arvind and preeti Singhania.  And the only heir of Singhania Empire. 

"But I am not . You see , you spilled this orange juice on my sandles which I just bought yesterday. So can you please wipe it off......hmm?" Misha said with a smirk on her red painted lips as she bought her right leg a little forward urging Nimrat to do what she said.

Nimrat was dumbfounded as she looked at the girl infront of her. Her sister. Even though they don't share the same mom but they have the same father. Even though they were not treated equally but they are sisters.  They share a relation of love , understanding and respect. But how can she forget that these things are not written on her fate . That she can never experience these even from her sister , and how can she when her own father treats her worst than an animal .

But she knows one thing that neither she has bowed infront of her father even  when he used to beat her and give her the scars for life and nor she is going to bow infront of Misha , her supposed sister . Never did and never will.

"What the f-"

Nimrat clutched khushi's hand cutting her in mid as she looked at front , staring at Misha's black eyes with her emotionless ones as she stepped a little forward while withdrawing Veer's arms.

"This was just an accident and since with your sandle , my t-shirt is spoiled as well so let's not make it a big deal and wrap this up here nicely , ohk sister"

Misha's nostrils frailed as her eyes turned dark . Her jaws clenched together trying to hold back herself trying not to do anything which can ruin her so called reputation. 

Veer and Khushi smirked as they looked at Misha's red face while controlling their laugh meanwhile Nimrat clutched the side of her baggy pants tightly feeling those same intruding brown orbs being more intense on her .

"You can't talk to her like that , girl"

Nimrat along with Veer and Khushi started walking towards the exit when the deep velvety voice stopped them in their tracks . Nimrat's breath hitched in her throat as she listened to his dark husky voice . The voice which unwantedly became the reason of her happiness , the same voice which is the reason of her sleepless nights and the same voice in which she fell in love with.

Meanwhile Misha smirked proudly , after all Yuvaan is going to insult Nimrat and that too for her.

Yuvaan stared at Nimrat's back with his clenched jaws as he glared at her. Something about this girl intrigued him . This mere girl who is nothing infront of him have the audacity to ignore him , The Yuvaan Singhania .

This thing always killed him . Every time , every fucking time , she would ignore him as if he is not there . And as if she can't see him . And the fact that this thing make him loose control is raging , so raging.

"Apologies to her , now" he commanded , desperately wanting her to turn around and look at him. In his eyes. But his every plan shattered when he saw her taking step forward completely ignoring him as if he is not even there .

Closing his eyes and balling his fist , he took raging steps towards her and clasped her arm in his firm grip pinning her against the table. Nimrat gasped lowly as she looked at him with wide eyes  whose hands were beside her as he too looked at her and sighed audibly as if he achieved something so satisfying. 

This is what he actually wanted , for her to look at him with her eyes - her eyes. A piece of art. Light brown with a dark shade of golden always had him on the edge. The most beautiful and alluring masterpiece he have ever seen . Her eyes .

Sometimes he wonder if she uses lenses. 

"Are you wearing eye lens?" And just like that Yuvaan founded him asking her this even before he could stop himself .

"Kya?" Nimrat stood there motionless as she asked him trying to process what he said. First their proximity,  even tho he was just standing infront of her without even touching her but the fact that he was close to her and his mucky scent invading hee senses was enough to make her weak on her legs . (What)

So she did in what she was good at. Masking her emotions as she again looked at him with her blank eyes .

A frawn laced on Yuvaan's face seeing her dull eyes .

They were so bright just a while ago.

"No , these are my natural eyes" Nimrat managed to voice out her words as she continued to look at the silver chain on his neck , not being able to look into those intoxicating orbs.

But her eyes almost closed and a small but audible gasp left her mouth when she felt him leaning dangerously close to her face almost into her neck as he looked at her , wanting her to look at him again .

"I never knew eyes can be this deep , like an ocean"

Yuvaan stood their with his eyes on her as he calculated her every move . His both hands clutching the table edges tightly as her flower scent reached to him fogging his senses.  The same girl who is in his mind since the day he saw her . The same girl whose frustrating voice roams in his mind every fucking second . The same girl whose every move , every habit pulls him towards her like a magnet . The same girl who is his girlfriend's step sister.

And the same girl who he hates.

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Here we go with the very first chapter of ABR sugars.

Till then

Be safe , stay healthy.

Love

~Avni ~