My Versity Love

After the late evening lecture had ended, Celine was gathering her belongings, ready to head back to her dorm. The classroom was almost empty, with only a few students lingering to discuss the lecture with one another. As she was about to leave, Professor Zanga approached her with an unsettling smile. "Celine," he said, his voice sounding a little too familiar, "could you spare a moment? I'd like to have a word with you in my office." Celine hesitated, feeling a sense of discomfort, but she didn't want to appear rude. "Of course, Professor Zanga. Is there something specific you wanted to discuss?" His smile widened, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Oh, just a few things related to the lecture. I thought it'd be better to discuss it in private." Although something felt off, Celine reluctantly agreed and followed him to his office. The hallway was dimly lit, and the atmosphere seemed tense as they walked together. Once inside the office, Professor Zanga closed the door behind them, causing Celine's uneasiness to grow. She felt a slight knot in her stomach, uncertain of what this private conversation was truly about. She had heard so many disgusting stories about so many female students Prof Zanga had slept with and she became even more nervous as flashes of these gossips flipped fast through her thoughts like lightening in the sky. "So," Professor Zanga began, leaning in a little too close, "I noticed you in class today. You're quite captivating, you know." Celine took a small step back, her instincts warning her of potential danger. She could not recall any encounter between her and Professor Zanga throughout the lecture. In fact, she deliberately kept any questions she might have in any of Prof’s lectures to herself just to avoid being noticed. "Thank you, Professor, but I'm not sure what you mean." He chuckled, his eyes lingering on her with an unsettling intensity. "I mean, you have a lot of potential. I could help you excel in your studies, guide you towards greatness." Professor Zanga offered generously, with his piercing eyes clearly betraying his pretence as they seem to be undressing Celine, one piece of clothing per glance. Her heart rate quickened, and she knew she needed to set boundaries. "I appreciate your offer, Professor Zanga, but I'm confident in my abilities and don't require any special assistance." His demeanour shifted, his smile turning predatory. "I see. You're quite the independent one, aren't you? But let me make this clear - I can be very generous to those who cooperate with me." Celine's eyes widened, realizing the true nature of his intentions. Fear and anger welled up inside her, but she tried to remain composed. "I'm here to learn and focus on my studies, Professor. I won't entertain any inappropriate offers or assistance." Professor Zanga's smile faded, replaced by a cold expression. "Think about it carefully, Celine. I have the power to make your life much easier, or much harder. The choice is yours." Her resolve strengthened, and she looked him in the eye, her voice steady. "I won't be manipulated or coerced, Professor Zanga. I'm here to pursue my dreams, and nothing will stand in my way." She made a swift attempt to stand up but Professor Zanga angrily pushed her on the shoulders back into the chair with his intimidating masculine arms. Celine's heart skipped a beat as she fell back into the chair, a sense of unease settling in her stomach. "What is the meaning of this, Professor?" she asked, trying to hide her nervousness. Professor Zanga leaned in, invading her personal space again, but this time much more purposeful, and a chill ran down her spine. "Oh, my dear, let's not play games. You know exactly why you're here," he said with an unsettling grin. "I've noticed you since your first year, and I must say, you've piqued my interest." Celine's hands trembled slightly, but she fought to maintain her composure. "Professor, I'm here to discuss my academic progress, not anything else, you specifically said we were coming to discuss things relating to the lecture you just gave us," she replied, her voice quivering. The professor's dark chuckle sent shivers of electricity down her spine once more. "Academic progress? Is that all you think this is about?" he taunted. "There are far more exciting things we could explore together." He replied calmly, trying hard to soften his naturally fierce and defiant manner of speaking in the hope to gain Celine’s cooperation. Feeling increasingly uncomfortable, Celine stood her ground, determined not to let him intimidate her. "Professor, I'm engaged to Jay, and we have plans for our future. I won't entertain any inappropriate advances," she asserted, trying to hide the fear in her voice. Professor Zanga leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowing with a hint of menace. "Oh, I'm well aware of your little plans with that boy," he said coldly. "But let me be clear, my dear, you won't have a future with him unless you cooperate with me." Her heart pounding in her chest, Celine's voice shook as she responded, "What do you mean?" A sinister smirk played on Professor Zanga's lips. "You can make your life easy or very, very difficult, Celine. All I ask is for you to be my little plaything, and you'll be rewarded in ways you can't even imagine." Celine's eyes welled up with tears, a mix of anger and fear washing over her. "This is unacceptable! I won't allow you to treat me like some object to be toyed with!" Professor Zanga leaned in again, his voice low and threatening. "You don't have a choice, my dear," he said coldly. "I can make or break your future, and you'd be wise not to defy me." Despite the tension in the room, Celine's determination grew. She wiped away her tears, refusing to show weakness. "This is wrong, and I won't stand for it! I won't let you destroy my dreams with your vile intentions!" Professor Zanga's expression turned even colder, and his voice dripped with malice. "You're a fool, Celine. You have potential, but if you dare resist me, you'll find yourself in a world of pain. Think about it carefully." Summoning all her courage, Celine stood tall, refusing to back down. "I won't let fear control me. Jay and I will protect our future together, and no one, not even you, can take that away from us." “So, you think you can defy me, huh, Celine? You truly have no idea who you're dealing with.” Professor Zanga blotted, his eyes piercingly sizing up Celine. "I won't be manipulated by you, Professor. My future is not for you to dictate." Celine retorted, standing tall and refusing to back down. Professor Zanga's eyes narrowed, his anger rising. "You're a foolish girl. You and that wretched fiancé of yours think you can challenge me? Let me enlighten you, my dear. If you don't cooperate with my desires, your little plans of graduating from this medical school will remain nothing but dreams." Celine's heart sank, but she tried to remain resolute. "You can't do that. It's unethical and abusive." “Oh, I can, and I will. You underestimate my power, my connections. I can make sure you both fail every exam, every assignment. Graduation? It'll be a distant fantasy.” Professor Zanga revealed, dishing out the most wicked smile. Celine's voice shook with anger and frustration. "This is despicable! We've worked so hard for our dreams, and you're willing to destroy it all for your sick desires?" “You brought this upon yourself. The choice is simple, my dear. Submit to me, and you'll have a bright future in the medical field. Resist, and I promise you'll be left with nothing.” Professor Zanga threatened further. Celine took a deep breath, summoning her courage. "I won't give in to your sick games. We'll fight for our future, no matter what you try to do." Professor Zanga's eyes gleamed with a sinister satisfaction. "Very well, then. You've made your choice. Let's see how strong your love really is, shall we?" As Professor Zanga's disturbing intentions became cystal clear, Celine's heart pounded in her chest, and she could loudly hear her instincts screaming at her to escape the uncomfortable situation. With her composure barely intact, she mustered every ounce of courage and determination. Without another word, she swiftly turned on her heel, her steps quickening as she headed for the office door. The tense atmosphere seemed to suffocate her, and she couldn't bear to be in his presence any longer. The professor's voice followed her as she made her exit, "Think about it carefully, Celine. The choice is yours." But she didn't stop, not even for a moment. Celine's mind was set, and her focus was unwavering. With a firm grip on the doorknob, she flung open the door and stepped out into the dimly lit hallway. Her heart still racing, she shut the door behind her, putting distance between herself and the unnerving encounter. Breathing heavily, she leaned against the cold wall, trying to collect herself. In that moment, all she wanted was to escape the oppressive atmosphere of Professor Zanga's office and the weight of his unsettling presence. She just needed to breathe freely! With renewed determination, Celine wiped away a stray tear, refusing to let fear consume her. She knew she had to confide in someone she trusted, someone who would stand by her side no matter what. That person could never be anyone else aside Jay, her partner, and the love of her life. In her heart, she knew that with him, she'd find the strength to face any challenge, including the vile threats of Professor Zanga. Swiftly and resolutely, Celine left the hallway, her steps more purposeful now. She navigated the campus grounds, heading towards the place where she knew Jay would be waiting, ready to lend her his unwavering support. Jay would always excuse himself from anything he was doing to attend to Celine at all time and she was not only used to it but firmly confident in getting his attention on demand. As she finally found Jay, in a familiar and much expected spot, their eyes met, and she felt an overwhelming sense of relief. Without uttering a word, she rushed into his arms, seeking refuge in his comforting embrace. With Jay by her side, she knew she wasn't alone. Together, they would fight against the darkness that threatened to encroach on their dreams. Their love, resolute and unyielding, would be their shield, protecting them from anything that tried to tear them apart. Just before Celine could fully recover under the therapeutic embrace with Jay and the magical healing it offered her soul, a sudden screech of tires pierced the air. They turned to see a group of menacing figures clad in dark attire pulling up in front of them in a sleek, red SUV. The gang leader stepped out, his eyes locking onto Celine and Jay. "Well, well, well, what do we have here? Looks like we've stumbled upon the renowned lovebirds of the campus." Celine instinctively gripped Jay’s hand, her heart pounding with fear. "Who are you? What do you want?"