Chapter 2: Troubles begin.
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"Damn it!" I muttered under my breath as the words flew down my head, my hand tightened in fear, my whole system changed entirely.
"Get the hell off the seat!" I yelled jokily while Sara walked out of my seat and back to hers behind me.
"You're in deep trouble," Zara whispered, as I smirked while rolling my eyes at her.
"Okay..." She said, lifting her hands in defeat, as I smiled.
What the hell does he want to see me? Did I cause any trouble? I still can't wrap my head around what's just happened.
I sat on my seat as my friends stared at me while they laughed. My eyes were still down at my table, with my head trying to find what might have caused it.
"Jasmine! Jasmine!" The tapping on my wrist pulled me up as I stood.
"Yes..." Everyone glanced at me, as some rolled their damn eyes at me.
"Girl...seat!" Veronica ordered, as she flirted her eyes on me, while they all laughed.
"He has left already; better rush to him now!" Veronica said as she tapped my shoulder.
"Left? How? When?" I asked, still confused. In less than thirty minutes, I arrived, and he just left.
“Why wouldn't he? When you come to class smelling like a sweating she-goat!” Zara scoffed, as everyone laughed out hard.
I ignored them entirely, while my brain wrapped around how to meet him.
“Jasmine? Girl, what the hell? Better get your ass over there,or maybe we don't even know what will happen next…” Veronica yelled at me.
I batted my eyes brown as I hissed before hugging them tightly
"Thank you, see you all later!" I told them as they smiled.
I walked down the big hall straight out of the hall as my legs ran faster to meet him. But he had already hopped into his car and driven off.
I sighed while I bent down with my hands on my chest, gasping for more air after the running.
I got myself back before walking down the school premises and then trekking to his office.
His office was some meters from our faculty; a twenty-minute walk could be enough to reach his office.
After some minutes had gone, I stared at his office in front of me.
My hands lifted to knock, but I got scared and retreated, but his thick voice flew through the air.
"Come in!" He commanded.
How on earth did he know I was here? Still unable to wrap my mind around that?
I slid the door open and wiped my sweaty hands on my shirt as I walked inside his office.
The sexy window view, giving the sun a better way inside his office. He folded his legs together while he placed them on his table.
He didn't stare at me for a bit; his eyes focused on his laptop as he smirked.
"Good day, sir," I said. As soon as he heard my voice, it seemed he had waited for that. He lifted his head up, and glanced at me.
I felt as if my whole body melted; his attractive and dangerous gaze was too good to ignore. His shiny blue eyes pierced mine, his broad shoulder sliding to show off the shirt he wore.
I swallowed my spit as I bent my head low, not wanting to glance any more.
"Please sit!" He said, I was shocked by his gentle tune.
I nodded before walking over to the seat in front of him and sat down gently. Folding my legs tightly while glancing at his attractive skin.
"You're Jasmine Brown, right?" He suddenly asked.
"Yes..." I exhaled deeply. How the hell did he know my name, as I couldn't remember reciting it to him even for once?
"I summoned you here because it's urgent," he suddenly said.
Every word he spoke, I didn't listen to a damn thing. My eyes stared at his full lips, down to his cheeks, and then met his gaze at me.
"What's wrong, sir?" I asked; immediately, his eyes pierced at me, and he got me staring.
"You failed my course. What happened?" He said.
“Failed your course Sir, how possible?” I talked back.
This must be a lie, how? Me Failed? Hell no!
“You did, I know you're very intelligent, and I understand you can't wrap your head around why so, but you should ask yourself why?” He snapped back.
Truly, I felt reluctant in his class and didn't want to come to his class anymore, as my mind couldn't wrap off his sexy look. I felt the need to be absent to save my sanity, and now, it's brought me to an F in my crush course.
"I'm sorry, sir, I had a lot to handle and couldn't cope with classes," I responded.
But instead, he stared at me before smirking.
"Please, sir... Is there any means I could retake the course, or maybe a chance to pass it?" I asked, but instead, he moved his eyes directly to me.
It felt like he was reading every damn move I made, but instead, he scanned my whole body. His scary look shocked me as he scanned down to my shiny, open legs and to my chest.
Staring at every bit of my breast he could see, then down to my face.
"Yes... there it is!" He finally spoke.
"Sir...what's?" I took a deep breath as my heart rested.
"If only you were able to do such a request," he said, staring directly at me.
"What's your request, sir?" I asked again.
"Okay...if you want to pass this course without any problem,. Then you will be my s*x toy, and don't worry about school trouble."
The words that flew from his mouth were unbelievable. I couldn't think of a day like this; one minute, I was craving him, and another minute, he disguised me.
"No, sir, I can't!" I refused, not letting my emotions or urges take over me.
“Why? You think I'm here to play?” he snapped back, as he rolled his hands at me, his hands tightening as his veins pumped out.
“Sir—”. I took a deep breath, pulled off the chair as my eyes rolled at him.
“I'm not that kind of girl, and wouldn't be!” I hissed, but his reactions melted me.
“I'm not giving you a choice to make, unless you want to grow old over the same course!” he yelled back, as he folded his hands together.
"Rethink, this is my card; meet me tonight at 8pm at Sadon Restaurant if you change your mind!" He said.
Hand over the card to me, and it took me a few seconds before grabbing it.
I sat down, still with my hands on the card, unable to move an inch.
My mind was trying to process whether to sassed at him or leave without a word, his eyes still fixed on me.
This had been a good moment for me. I always prayed to be devoured by him, and now I'm running from such a moment.
"Jasmine!" He yelled.
"Yes...Sir," I stammered from his thick voice.
"You can leave now!" He said, instead of me hearing his rude voice, it sounded so sexy and cute to my ears.
"Alright, sir..." I stammered as my legs lifted to move.
Already at the door, his voice echoes.
“Make sure you put on a sexy outfit, to convince me!”
What the hell?
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