Riya Sharma was a vision of elegance and allure in the corridors of Elite International School. At 30 years old, she carried herself with the poise of a woman who knew her worth. Married to a successful businessman, she had a life that many envied a luxurious home, designer clothes, and a figure that turned heads. Her body was a masterpiece: full, firm breasts that strained against her fitted blouses, a narrow waist that flared into wide hips, and long legs accentuated by her pencil skirts. Her dark hair cascaded in waves down her back, and her almond-shaped eyes held a spark of intelligence that made her the favorite among students. But beneath that professional facade, Riya harbored secrets small indiscretions that she thought were buried deep.