The Forced of My Sugar Daddy

The sweet morning sunlight filtered through the window, falling directly onto Ishita's face. Even though the room was filled with light, Ishita was still lost in the haze of sleep. However, that comfortable sleep didn't last long. Her mother, Savita Devi, stood near the door. The familiar expression of daily worry was on her face. Looking into the room, she called out loudly. Savita Devi said, "Why Ishita, aren't you going to wake up? Today is your **First day** of college and you are still sleeping." As soon as her mother's voice hit her ears, Ishita sat up on the bed with a jolt. Looking at the small table clock by her bedside, her heart started racing. It was 8:15 AM. Her college class was scheduled to start exactly at 9:00 AM. She had never dreamed that she would be this **Late** on the very first day. She got out of bed in a great hurry. Ishita said, "Oh no Mom, why didn't you wake me up earlier? Everything is ruined; I'll have to face the professor's scolding on the **First day** itself." Seeing her daughter's condition, Savita Devi smiled slightly and said, "I woke you up many times, but you were in a deep slumber. Now go get fresh quickly, otherwise, you really won't be able to go to college." Ishita did not waste a single moment and rushed to the bathroom. As she splashed cold water from the basin on her face, all her laziness and sleepiness vanished in an instant. She looked at her face in the mirror. A strange sense of excitement and fear was working within her. A new **Chapter** of her life was about to begin today. She told herself that she had to reach college on time at any cost. Back in her room after freshening up, Ishita sat in front of the mirror to fix her hair. A special feature of Ishita was her hair. Her hair was extremely thick, black, and reached her knees. On normal days, she spends a lot of time on her hair. But today, she didn't have that **Luxury**. She moved her hands very quickly to tie those long tresses into a beautiful and strong braid. A few precious minutes were spent braiding her long hair. After this, she opened the cupboard and wore a simple blue shirt and black jeans. She looked quite striking in this attire, with a **Smart** look about her. She put her new college bag on her back and walked with brisk steps toward the dining room. There, Savita Devi was waiting with roti and vegetables arranged on a plate. She knew that her daughter would try to leave without eating today. Savita Devi said, "Ishita, eat a little. Don't go to college on your **First day** on an empty stomach; it is not auspicious." While putting on her shoes, Ishita said, "Mom, I don't have any time to sit and eat today. I'll take a roti in my hand and eat it on the way." She picked up a roti from the table and took a bite. She wasn't in the mindset to savor her mother's cooking at that moment. She checked the water bottle in her bag once and headed toward the door. Savita Devi instructed her from behind to go carefully. As soon as Ishita stepped outside, she started walking at a pace that was almost like running. Upon hitting the road, Ishita saw that there was a tremendous rush of people everywhere. She didn't have time to wait for a rickshaw or auto because getting stuck in traffic would cause further delay. She walked along the footpath, taking long strides. Ishita is very good at studies and is a very **Confident** girl. Unlike the usual female students of the college, she is not timid. She always stands for the truth. If someone does something wrong, she doesn't keep her head bowed but presents her point with logic in front of everyone. However, she never disrespects anyone. Because of this beautiful nature of hers, everyone likes her. Even on the first day of college, she was moving forward with this self-strength. On the other hand, at the very turn behind the college, a person was walking with an extremely serious face. He was wearing a perfectly ironed formal shirt and pants. The glasses on his eyes and the expensive watch on his wrist made his personality even more attractive. This person was none other than the college's most famous and strict professor, Aryan Chaudhary. Every student in the college fears him like 'Yamraj' (God of Death). No one has the courage to enter his class even a minute late. If someone even accidentally goes outside his rules, Aryan Chaudhary gives them a harsh punishment. He has a special name throughout the college. Everyone calls him "The Ice Professor" behind his back because no one has ever seen a trace of a smile on his face. It is rumored that at one time, Aryan Chaudhary trusted people a lot. But in return for that trust, he only got betrayal and sorrow. Since receiving that deep wound, he has built an invisible wall around his heart. He doesn't let anyone enter his mind anymore. His life is now limited only to rules and **Discipline**. Even today, he was heading toward the college in his familiar serious mood. His eyes were completely calm and cold. Ishita was crossing the turn of the road then. Her entire focus was on the watch on her hand. She was mentally calculating that only five minutes were left. Due to this haste, she was not looking ahead properly. Because of this carelessness, a big incident occurred. As soon as she turned the corner of the road, Ishita collided forcefully with the stiff body of Aryan Chaudhary, who was coming from the opposite direction. The collision was so sudden and intense that Ishita could not keep her **Balance**. Some important **File**s and copies of her college fell onto the road from her hand. Aryan Chaudhary was also quite shocked by this incident. He stepped back one step from his place, and deep lines of annoyance appeared on his forehead. He looked at the girl in front of him with extremely angry eyes. Any person would be forced to tremble with fear in front of his gaze. Ishita began to straighten herself up. She saw that the person in front of her was quite annoyed. Since the mistake was entirely her own, she maintained courtesy without any ego. She started speaking while looking straight into the professor's eyes. Ishita said, "I am really sorry sir. I am deeply sorry. Actually, today is the **First day** of my college and I am **Already** very **Late**, so in my hurry, I didn't see you. Please forgive me." Ishita did not wait even for a second for the professor's reply. She bent down quickly and picked up her **File** and copies from the road. Then, looking at Aryan Chaudhary, she expressed regret once more and ran toward the college gate. For her, reaching the class was more important than the professor's anger at that moment. Aryan Chaudhary stood stunned in his place. He kept looking steadily at the girl who had walked away. Many students have come into his life, but this girl's **Attitude** was completely different. If it were any other student, they would have trembled with fear seeing his angry face and apologized by folding their hands repeatedly. But this girl accepted her mistake in a very beautiful way and, without any fear, moved toward her destination. There was no sign of fear in her eyes; rather, there was a strange self-confidence. A fierce annoyance arose within Aryan Chaudhary's mind. He thought to himself that there is no **Discipline** in the boys and girls of today's generation. Running around on the road like this to get to college on the first day and colliding with people is absolutely not tolerable. He pulled his shirt sleeve slightly and fixed it. The anger inside him seemed to grow a little more. He decided in his mind that he would not tolerate such undisciplined behavior in his class at all. He started moving toward the main gate of the college with his slow and extremely serious steps again. He did not know that this very girl was going to be the new student of his class today and that a new story of his life was going to begin from this very day. To be continued....