Love Spell of a Goddess

Chapter 6 - Savage

Dwight took a flight to Vietnam for the conference that he will be attending in behalf of the chairperson of Academic Council. He would never turn down an opportunity like that and guess who's missing him now. It's me. I keep waiting for pictures on his i********:, but sadly he's a low key person who doesn't document his life on social media.

"Of all the things and policies that SC proposed, this is the only thing I'm against. Look!!" Andrea threw her phone to me. We just finished taking a shower after our training.

The screen of her phone showed Dwight's picture. He was wearing a suit and tie and no smile can be seen in his face. This is the picture I always see when there's a big news about him. He looks perfect.. way too perfect for just any girl.

"What are you doing? Read the news!" She commanded like a boss.

There was nothing much to read aside from the revised policy that says student athletes have to follow the dress code of the university at all times. The next lines were exaggeration of how noncompliance to that rule puts Stallion's name in shame. I rolled my eyes.

He was serious when he told me last week that he would submit a request of change regarding that matter. Now for sure, every athlete hates him.

But on the other side, I can't stop smiling thinking that he would do that much to annoy me.

"So what? They still can't suspend us if we reach enough violations to get sanction. They need us, Andrea. This is nothing to fuss about." I gave her phone back.

I can't hide my smile while I was on the way home. Dwight will be back next week, and my plan is to annoy him. That's how I get his attention, so I must keep doing more of that.

While stalking his i********: account, I saw the recent post of his brother and I almost fell from the bed. In the picture was his twin brother and Dwight in Vietnam. They look exactly the same only those Dwight's eyes look more serious that his brother. But even their bodies look molded by the same gym. I also noticed that his brother has that cute dimples which made him cuter that Dwight. Dwight is manly, he surely doesn't want to be called cute by all means.

I liked the picture. Moments later, a notification popped up saying that Dwane followed me. Why? I'm not interested in him. I wish Dwight would follow me back instead.

To my surprise, a message popped out after that. It says "Hi". I did not bother opening the chat. If it's not Dwight, I'm not a bit interested.

Days are longer when you are waiting for someone. Weekend feels like ten days! I can't remember the last time I got excited for Monday, but today I woke up extra earlier to prepare for school.

It took me almost half an hour to decide whether to curl my hair or tie it. In the end, I just let it down and put a light make up. Dwight should be honored that I'm doing this especially for him.

As expected, no one has arrived in the room when I entered. I took the opportunity to study for the long exam later. I heard the back door opened and a smile formed in my lips as I turned my head to see who came.

It was Carol. I greeted her good morning then she asked something about the topic I'm reviewing.

"Dwight's things are not here yet?" Her question made my heart jumped out of joy. Hearing his name got all my hormones excited.

"He hasn't arrived, but he's already back in the Philippines so I think he'll attend the class." I hope so. He has no other reasons to be absent today. Damn. I already miss him so much.

"But I saw him outside a while ago. He was holding a book, but he's looking inside the room through that glass door. I thought he already put his things." What? I didn't notice him. Why was he outside the room?

Did he hate me so much that he didn't come in knowing I'm already here? Damn him.

"N-not yet. I haven't seen Dwight." That put me in a really bad mood.

It took another hour before the man came in the room. All of my classmates are already settled and it's ten minutes before the professor arrives. I acted cold although I want to ask how his trip was. Selective listening is real because all I hear is his conversation with his another seatmate.

I kept taking glances at him from time to time but it felt like I didn't exist. He ignored me like I was invisible.

After the class, he talked to the professor regarding the lessons and quizzes that he missed. I heard her telling him that those missed activities are excused and he may not take it because his reasons are valid, but he still insisted on getting the materials for those lessons.

I didn't know if he noticed but I was fixing my things at a leisurely pace to hear everything and to wait for him. All our classmates are gone. I said goodbye to the professor when they were done talking, and Dwight looked at me for the first time today.

He reached for his bag and put the laptop inside.

"Eavesdropping huh?" He silently said after a while.

"How was your trip?" I asked. My heart was racing when he faced me wearing that blank expression.

"It was a convention not a trip. I did not simply go roaming around and enjoying. If you want to ask if it's a good place for your next trip, you can ask my brother. He went with me and enjoyed the TRIP." He emphasized the last word.

"Why is your button always pushed when I talk? What is it that you hate so much about me?" My tone remains calm when I asked him that. As always, those vicious eyes of him were looking at me like I was his prey.

"Do you want me to be honest?"

I took a deep sigh because I feel like I will hear something that will hurt.

"Go ahead."

"I don't like you and the way you go around catching attention from everyone." His eyes went down to my body. Now I had to catch my breath. He has no idea how he made me feel.

"I never tried to catch attention. Is it my fault I am standing out all the time? Are you insecure, Dwight?" He gave me a singular laugh and put his bag back to his seat. He took several steps towards me. I didn't move until we are almost an inch away. The tiger look in his eyes now became softer. He never smiled this sweet to me.

"What was the word you used? Insecure? I never felt that in my entire life, Yasmin. Why would I be insecure to you who is always second to me?" His jaw moved. I pushed his chest lightly to give distance to us, but he remained standing firmly looking like he would devour me anytime.

"I'm just asking because it's so obvious how you always ignore me. Are you afraid I'll take your place? Are you not confident, Dwight? It was really not part of my plan, but if that will make you look at me, then I'll be willing to compete to be the..."

"You can try. Please try hard, Yasmin. I want to see you exert effort and not just flirt around making connections which are bulshit. Even my brother was hooked, and I don't understand why." I was kinda hurt.

"I never flirted with anyone before you. I am not interested to anyone else even to your brother who looks exactly like you." Now it's a confession. My cheeks were blushing, but I still keep our eye contact. Now his jaw dropped. He was speechless.

"And please stop thinking I was like the cheap whores you have met. I never had a fling or boyfriend in the past. You are the first person that I like this much." My voice became low when he leaned forward and his face was so near mine.

I looked down to the floor as I can no longer contain the rush in my heart. His perfume was enticing, and his hot breath touching my cheeks was making me breathless.

"You want me to believe that? You think I'll get trapped, Ms. Yasmin Madelaine Hale?"

"Move," I commanded but he remained so close.

"You have a lot of boys chasing after you, you got one who's always with you during lunch and after class, and the professor in Financial Accounting who's head over heels to you. You look interested in all of them, so stop claiming to like me. Next time you do, I'll..." I did not want to hear what he's capable of.

"I really like you, your intelligence, your drive, your passion. What do you want me to do, Dwight, so you will believe me? I know I have a lot of admirers, but I'm down only for you who's not a bit interested in me. I am the goddess of this damn university for Pete's sake." I lost my mind when he grabbed my waist and pulled me close as he laughed silently. I could die anytime. The butterfly in my stomach and the shiver his touches gave me was too much.

"Yasmin..."

"You have no right to hold me like this..." I whispered when I felt so weak.

"Stop your game before I take interest in playing with you. You have no idea how selfish I can get. I am not as good as what you know." I believe that when I saw the darkness in the way he looked.

"Don't I really stand a chance on you, Dwight? Will you keep pushing me away after what I said?" He didn't answer, but his jaw was aggravated. It moved harshly with my questions.

"Yes because I'm not good for you." He slowly removed his hand away from me. He looked at me while his chest was moving up and down as if he was catching his breath. One final look and he left me alone in that room. He was savage. He does not even want to try.