36- The tourists

                                        

                                              
Warning- You might fall more in love with Rithik in this chapter. ❤️ Happy reading! 
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When I left Rithik and Vansh to their own devices, I expected Rithik to return an hour later. Except, he was two and a half hours late.
“And here I thought you were gonna have a sleepover at his house. Did you two get along that well?” I said, only to notice a slight discolor on the side of his left cheek. I rushed to touch it, my eyes fumed in anger. “What the fuck?! Did that douchebag smack—” 
“Relax! It's just one hit, Nat. He only wanted to make it even,” Rithik said, nonchalantly with the wave of his hand. I followed him to my room where he started changing his clothes. “Dude was a pain in the ass in the beginning but loosened up later on. He even took me to a game parlour nearby.” 
My lips turned into an O. “Wow, so, you're like friends now?” 
“God, I hope not, but it doesn't hurt to be friendly,” Vansh retorted when I made the same statement, the next day while also scolding him for hitting my man. Irfan was also seated besides since he wanted to grab all the gossip on the past few days like a typical aunty. After taking another bite of the chicken, Vansh added. “Take your man out, will ya? He came for you. Also, who breaks up like that?” 
“Breaks up like how?” Irfan intervened.
I groaned in annoyance. “So he brought you to his side, too? Just fucking great! What next? The whole of Boston is going to conspire against me?” 
Vansh snickered, pointing his spoon at me. “Maybe. I even told him about that dirty, little game you played with me in the beginning. Rithik said it was so like you, since he fell victim to it. In short, we had a bombastic time bitching about you.” 
I let out a dry laugh. “No wonder he was talking about that trivial bet this morning. Can't believe you're still hung up on that. Are your balls still blue from my lack of action?”  
Vansh's grimaced. “In your dreams.” 
“Maybe you should meet Rithik again. You too, Irfan. One can never bitch about me enough.” I smirked.
“True, but I'll pass. I have better things to do at home.” 
“Like jerking off?”
“Natasha!” Both Irfan and Vansh called out in unison, making a disgusting yet amusing face. In the end, I always had the last laugh. Ha, ha, ha!
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One day Kylie sat down with Rithik and me to have dinner. Usually she would be inclined to give us space but today she didn't. What was she planning?
A few minutes in, I realized I might be wrong. Kylie simply wanted to chat. She asked Rithik about his career and family. He described his longtime plan of starting his own business. Although, for now, he and Shailesh were running a gaming website. Shailesh was doing the coding and design while Rithik was handling the marketing and SEO to derive traffic into the website. They even hired a content writer for writing gameplay reviews of the latest playstation games. The website had garnered a substantial amount of views, though it wasn't enough. However, he made it clear this wasn't his major line of work but a side business of sorts. I was appalled. I didn't know he progressed that much. So that's what he was doing when I found him engrossed in his laptop at times. My fault as I was too busy and hung up on myself to ask. I congratulated Rithik and wished him the best for his success. I meant it. 
When the last bite of the salad was finished, Kylie wiped her lips with a napkin and cleared her throat. 
“So Natasha, I'll jump straight to the point—Why do you want to break up with him so badly?”