The Masked Pornstar At Majesty Academy

14.Cold rejection

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

~PHOEBE~

It’s not news that almost everyone had a crush on Professor Fox but with me, it was more special. I was madly in love with him. I know it sounds crazy, but I just found myself being drawn to him in ways I couldn’t explain. It was so intense that I was tempted to think he used black magic on me. All I wanted was for him to at least notice me, but he was always so serious and straightforward.

I knocked on his hard door. I couldn’t help but wonder if the wood in his pants is as hard as his wooden door, if you know what I mean. I chuckled at the nasty thought.

“Come in,” I heard his deep voice from the other end of the door. I unbuttoned the first three buttons of my shirt, making sure my boobs were pouring out of my shirt. The push-up bra I wore underneath helped to make it look appealing.

I walked into his office, my eyes fixed on him. His beautiful blue eyes melt with mine and I swear I wanted to squirt.

“You’re early,” his eyes moved back to the laptop on his table. “Class is starting soon. Where’s your colleague?”

I took my seat in the chair opposite him.

“She’s probably on her way,” I adjusted my shirt so his eyes would go in the direction of my chest. I probably look shameless right now but I don’t care. I wanted him to notice me even if I have to use my body to get his attention. I moved and shifted on my seat to alert him and finally, He glanced from the laptop on his table and stared at me.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I could see a silent scoff escape his lips, almost like I looked ridiculous but I didn’t care. I expected him to play hard to get.

“What do you think it is?”

He folded his arms and stared at me. “I can’t believe this. Have you forgotten why you’re here?”

My face fell at that statement. Why did he have to remind me of the fact that the board of directors had given me this scholarship for a specific reason only?

“I didn’t forget,” I blurted out.

“Good. I suggest you focus on that instead of trying to play games,” he said uninterestedly and his eyes were back on the laptop.

My heart broke into pieces at that statement. Did he just reject me? I blinked to fight back the tears that had gathered under my eyes, but I won’t back down. I would never give up until Professor Fox is mine.

I summoned courage and stood. He raised his head and glanced at me as I walked forward and rested on the table in front of him. I leaned closer, making sure my boobs were in his face.

“I know you want to suck on these tities,” I whispered in his ear. “Common Professor Fox, it’s hard and ready for you,”

I stood up right and grabbed my boobs, squeezing them as I bit my lips seductively.

“Mmmm, you have no idea how badly I want you to suck my t**s right. I wish your tongue were on them, Professor Fox,” I moaned.

Professor Fox stood up and watched me, then he began to laugh. I paused, taken aback by his reaction. What exactly is so funny? Why isn’t he getting turned on?

“What do you think you’re doing? I don’t even feel as much as a tingle! It feels as if a man is standing in front of me right now,”

My heart shattered as I heard that statement.

“W-What?”

“Please, stop. I’m not attracted to you, not even a little bit. Now sit, and let’s begin the class,” his voice was back to his usual strictness.

“Please, I need you, Professor Fox,” I groaned in desperation. “Okay fine, don’t touch me. Let me suck your d**k. Just the tip—“

“Have some dignity at least,” Professor Fox scoffed, looking at me in disbelief.

“Please—“

“Phoebe!” His face creased in a frown, his tone sharp. “We will begin our class now,”

I was broken and disappointed. All I wanted to do was bury my face in my palms and cry. Why do I feel this way? Why am I so shameless to Professor Fox? Is this normal? Or is what I hear true? Could it be—

I sighed. Now I know why I feel this way. I understand it now. The school’s board of directors has told me about it. Still, I wanted Professor Fox, and I would not give up on him no matter what.

“I think I know why I feel this way towards you. It’s because of Erasmus. I like you a lot, but the heart of Erasmus has intensified what I feel for you. I carry his bloodline so surely you can understand why I feel so strongly towards you,” I picked at my fingers, my voice soft and sad.

“I understand,” Professor Fox sighed. “I’m not interested in you and I never will be, so quit any lustful thoughts you have towards me and stop blaming Erasmus because I can never have anything s****l to do with you. You are gorgeous, but I don’t find you attractive,”

His words stabbed my heart like a knife wound. I felt like oxygen had suddenly ceased from the air and I couldn’t breathe. It hurts so much—more than I thought it would.

I blinked hard, pushing back my tears into my eyes. “Please tell me, do you like someone else?”

“I don’t owe you that answer, Phoebe. I’d let you be for today so you can gather your thoughts. By the next class, I hope you will have gotten yourself together. See yourself out,”

I stood up dejectedly and walked out of his office, tears trickling down my face but I only made my determination stronger.

“I will get you no matter what, Professor Fox,” I clenched my fist as I whispered silently to myself. “Nobody else can have you but me. Mark my word,”