Master of Lust-Chapter 183: Megan caught Rick?

Chapter - 183

Rick rushed to take the cab to leave for his apartment , to avoid being seen by Megan.

Paying the cab driver in cash, Rick rode the lift to his flat, of the multi storied apartment building. However, upon opening the gate to his flat, annoyance spread across his face as he confronted the unhygienic condition of the room, left behind.

But when he swung open the gate to his flat, his annoyance bubbled up like a pot boiling over. The room greeted him with chaos, as if a tornado had torn through it, leaving nothing but destruction in its wake. Clothes lay strewn about like fallen soldiers on a battlefield, the bed buried beneath a mountain of fabric.

With a frustrated growl, Rick set to work, his hands moving with practiced efficiency as he gathered up the rebellious garments. With each piece tossed onto the sofa, the poor thing groaned in protest, bearing the weight of Rick's frustration.

Finally, with the room somewhat resembling its former state of order, Rick collapsed onto the bed. The soft mattress welcomed him like an old friend, cradling him in its comforting embrace. As he sank into its plush depths, the exhaustion of the day washed over him, calming his frayed nerves and soothing his troubled mind.

In the eerie stillness of the room, Rick felt the weight of the day bearing down on him like a ton of bricks. His mind was a chaotic mess, swirling with thoughts and emotions he couldn't begin to untangle. In that moment, he longed for someone, anyone, to just be there for him, to offer a shred of comfort in the darkness.

And then, as if summoned by his deepest desires, there it was – his familiar, his companion in this strange world. The air seemed to shimmer and shift, and suddenly, before him stood the rabbit. Its pure white fur glowing softly in the dim light of the room.

Rick couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over him at the sight of his faithful companion. The rabbit exuded a calmness, a serenity that seemed to seep into Rick's weary soul like a balm. He reached out and gently stroked its soft fur, the simple act bringing him a moment of solace in the midst of chaos.

"Ah, you are still alive," Rick whispered to the rabbit.

"You have no idea what sort of day I had today. That shit... Who would have thought that beautiful woman would have such a brutal side to her," Rick uttered tiredly.

Rick chuckled softly, meeting the gaze of the rabbit, "It's a complicated story. I followed this guy and you won't believe what I saw."

And with that, Rick began to elaborate, recounting the minute details of what he witnessed in the lecture hall. He described the peculiar actions of Megan, the students, and the professors, delving into the unusual BDSM and torture of the boys. And no matter however much Rick had seen in the past month or more, he still could not help but shiver at the sight of Tyler's torture.

After all, he was always the one giving it to the others.

"Well, I will handle her playfully, because like deserves like. I won't let her dominate me," Rick declared to the summon, a determined glint in his eyes.

As he relaxed on his bed, he continued, "I just hope the system gets updated by then and provide some help. I need a proper plan to navigate this mess and stay one step ahead of whatever Megan's up to." Rick's confidence blended with a hint of hope, signaling his readiness to confront the challenges that lay ahead.

"I think I need a break, maybe two or three days, to let things settle on their own.", Rick continued, taking a deep yawn.

"The whole Megan situation, the strange activities in the lecture hall, it's overwhelming. I need time to clear my head and see if the system updates and is of some use," Rick said further in tiredness. He covered his legs with the blanket, getting himself ready for a nap.

Seeing Rick was calm and consoled, the summon decided to take its departure. Its departure was accompanied by a gentle, reassuring nod, a bond of trust they shared among them.

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Megan's frustration echoed through the college staffroom as she slammed her hand on the desk, her impatience was justified.

"Where the hell is this guy?" she exclaimed, her anger heightening. A girl stood before her, relaying the information that Rick had been consistently absent for two days.

After delivering the information, as the girl left, Megan's eyes burned with the fire of anger.

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On the third day of Rick's mysterious absence, Megan was unable to contain her frustration and impatience. Out of her impatience, she called the girl who had delivered the initial information about Rick's absence. With a tone that revealed both urgency and frustration.

Megan instructed her, "Find Rick, wherever he is. Bring him in front of me." Her words carried a blend of hatred for him, as if she was prepared to engulf him.

The girl nodded getting the job. She has been going to Rick's class every day to bring him, only to return empty handed. Tasked again with delivering Megan's message, she made her way to the classroom to find Rick.

To her surprise, there he was, seated at the back of the classroom, laughing and joking as if nothing has happened. And this made the girl doubt if he was actually the guy. Still, she decided to get it over with.

As the girl approached, she couldn't help but notice the contrast between the urgency of Megan's message and Rick's seemingly carefree demeanor. Rick chilled like he was not at all bothered about Megan.

On the other side, Megan's impatience had heightened to a point where she was practically yearning to confront Rick. His prolonged absence had fueled her frustration, and the urgency to have a face-to-face conversation with him was becoming unbearable.

Meanwhile, Rick and Ray were busy chit chatting, suddenly an unexpected interruption startled them. The girl abruptly slammed her hand on Rick's table, causing both Rick and Ray to react with a surprise, "Whoa, what's happening!"

Their attention snapped to the girl who barged in like a tornado, her no-nonsense tone slicing through the air like a knife. "Rick, Miss Megan wants you in the Dean's office, right now."

Rick's eyebrows furrowed in surprise, his mind racing to catch up with the unexpected turn of events. "Miss Megan? What the hell does she want?" he muttered, trying to act as if he was thinking.

Ray, ever the joker, couldn't resist poking fun at the situation. "Ooh, Rick, my man, got yourself a secret admirer, huh? Didn't know you were such a heartbreaker," he teased, a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

Rolling his eyes, Rick tried to brush off Ray's antics. "Yeah, right. It's probably just some boring meeting about class or assignments. Nothing scandalous," he replied, but in reality he actually had the idea what was going on. But didn't want to show it on his face.

"Or maybe she's organizing a secret fan club just for you. 'The Rick Appreciation Society.' You're the president, obviously.", Ray laughed.

With a mischievous twinkle in his eye, Ray raised the stakes, his voice dripping with mock seriousness. "Hey, Rick, what if Megan's secretly started a fan club just for you? 'The Rick Appreciation Society.' And guess who's the undisputed president? You, my friend."

Rick's laughter rumbled like distant thunder, a deep, rich sound that filled the room with warmth. "Oh, you bet! My stunningly beautiful body must be driving her wild. I mean, who could resist this perfection?" His tone was playful, yet there was a hint of genuine amusement in his voice.

Ray leaned in, his grin widening as he continued his playful taunting. "Seriously, though, Rick. With those mesmerizing muscles of yours, Megan might be falling head over heels for you. You could be in for quite the surprise."

The girl watched Rick with wide eyes, her mind racing with disbelief and curiosity. How could he stay so damn cool in the face of Megan's suspicions? It was like he had nerves of steel or something.

Her jaw practically hit the floor as Rick turned those calm eyes on her. "Seriously, why are you still hanging around, lady? I've got places to be. Relax," he said, his voice dripping with that effortless confidence that made her want to scream.

Rick's words hit her like a slap in the face, leaving her reeling. How could he be so blasé about this whole thing? Didn't he understand the gravity of Megan's summons?

The girl, taken aback by Rick's unexpected reaction, hesitated for a moment before nodding and moving away, leaving Rick and Ray to exchange a glance. Rick's casual behavior, added the girl in confusion about his involvement in the case, while she took her exit.

Rick, with a confident nod to Ray, signaled his departure for the Dean's office. "I'll catch you soon, buddy," he assured with a smirk, leaving Ray with a sense of intrigue and a parting laugh.

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The girl led the way, her heels clicking against the tiled floor like a ticking time bomb, with Rick hot on her heels. They reached the Dean's office, and she swung the door open with a dramatic flourish, revealing Megan lounging inside like a queen on her throne, all decked out in a red velvet dress that hugged her curves in all the right places.

Megan's smile was like something out of a noir film, all sultry and dangerous, as she waved the girl away with a flick of her perfectly manicured nails. The girl didn't need to be told twice; she practically bolted out of there, leaving Rick and Megan alone in the lion's den.

As soon as the door clicked shut, Rick's gaze zeroed in on Megan's cleavage, spilling out of her dress like a tantalizing invitation. He was caught off guard by the sight, his eyes locked on those mounds of temptation like they held the secrets of the universe.

Try as he might, he couldn't tear his gaze away, mesmerized by the way they practically glowed under the office lights, begging to be touched.

It was like everything else in the room faded into the background, leaving only Rick and Megan and those luscious, gravity-defying orbs. They were like magnets, pulling him in with an irresistible force, promising pleasures beyond his wildest dreams. And in that moment, Rick knew he was utterly and completely doomed.

Megan's voice sliced through the tension like a knife, sharp and urgent, "Can you hear me?" She waved her hand in front of his face, trying to yank him back from whatever distant place his mind had wandered.

Rick's gaze lingered on Megan, but it wasn't her words that snapped him out of his trance. It was the sway of her hips, the tantalizing hint of cleavage peeking from her top that held his attention captive.

Megan, undeterred, snapped her fingers in front of his eyes, a sharp sound cutting through the air like a gunshot. Rick blinked, suddenly present, as if waking from a dream.

With a shake of his head, Rick forced himself back to reality, plastering a charming smile on his face. But behind the facade, a mischievous spark danced in his eyes, like a fire waiting to be unleashed. Whatever distraction had pulled him away before, it seemed to pale in comparison to the allure of Megan's presence.

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