Chapter five.
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Chapter five.
Darcy’s POV.
"Finally,” I let out a sigh of relief as I completed the tasks Theon had assigned me.
This was the part of being class president that I dreaded the most - the constant workload. It seemed like Theon always had something for me to do, as if he didn't take his own teaching duties seriously. I shook my head in disbelief.
On the other hand, the perks of being class president were undeniable - everyone wanted to be my friend and stay on my good side. It was amusing to think that the same Darcy who was once shunned by her peers was now the center of attention. I couldn't help but chuckle at the irony of it all.
I’m no longer as lonely as I used to be, since people are now eager to talk to me.
“That’s the least of our problems. You need to figure out how to connect with our mate," Ava pointed out.
I rolled my eyes, feeling frustrated, and said, "I'm trying my best."
But Ava scoffed, "Your best isn't enough." I felt defensive and shoved her aside.
How could she say that? She knows how hard I've tried to talk to him, but he just keeps pushing me away with work. And when I finally complete his tasks, I'm exhausted.
As the class came to a close, he said, “That’s all for today,” and we nodded in unison, thanking him.
As I packed my books, I heard my name called - “Darcy” - and my heart skipped a beat.
He gestured for me to approach him, and I felt my heart racing as I drew near. He reached out and gently removed a leaf from my hair, his breath hot on my neck, sending shivers down my spine.
I felt a sudden surge of heat between my legs, and my n*****s hardened. Then, I heard his deep voice whisper, “Meet me at my office after lunch break.”
I swallowed hard, nodding in agreement, and he walked away. I couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with me - why was I behaving this way around him? Why was my body reacting to him like this?
I scolded Ava. “Ava, stop falling for him! We're going to get rejected!” I let out a weary sigh.
I turned to face my curious classmates, raising an eyebrow.
“What?” I asked, and they replied, “What did Mr. Theon tell you?” I hesitated, my eyes darting between the door and them.
“Oh, him?” I said, trying to play it cool. “He just told me to remind you all that he'll punish everyone to death if you don't do your assignments.” I blurted out the lie, wondering how I came up with it.
My classmates erupted into laughter, and I wondered why Mr. Theon wanted to see me in his office.
When the next class ended, Lydia approached me and said, “Let’s go eat.”
I shook my head, “I have a lot of work to do,” I lied.
Lydia persisted, “You can leave it for another time, let's go eat.”
I refused again, “I don't want to get on Mr. Theon's bad side,” I said, and she chuckled.
“Okay, I'll fill you in later,” she said, and I nodded in agreement.
She hugged me and walked away. I tiptoed out of the class, watching as Lydia disappeared into the distance. I took a deep breath, my heart racing with anticipation, and then headed towards Mr. Theon's office.
My mind was a whirlwind of emotions, my thoughts tangled in a web of uncertainty, my stomach twisting into knots, as I wondered what lay ahead.
But I had no idea that everything was about to change.
I walked to his office, but when I arrived, his secretary was nowhere to be found. I considered turning back and leaving, but then I noticed that his door was slightly ajar.
I didn't want to burst in unannounced, but my curiosity got the better of me when I heard a groan coming from inside.
I assumed he was in there and needed assistance, so I slowly pushed the door open and stepped inside. However, what I saw left me frozen in shock, my brain struggling to process the scene before me.
Theon sat in front of me with his button undone and his Zipper open with a huge thing standing strong and mighty while his hand went up and down.
I just couldn’t believe Theon was touching himself, his eyes closed and his breath coming in gasps. I could hear him muttering something, but the sound was muffled and indistinct.
He was moving slowly at first, and then he began to move fast. I felt my legs growing weak. What was happening to me. My n*****s hardened, and I tried my best to stop myself from touching myself. As much as I wanted to turn around and walk away I couldn’t.
“RRG '' he groaned as the pleasure reached its zenith, an exuding energy escaped from within him down to his huge thing that was strong and mighty, as a thick sticky liquid gushed out of his huge thing that was standing strong and mighty.
His once strong and mighty thing fell down like a weak tree. My heart was pounding as I watched him, unable to look away.
Just then his eyes flew open, and his gaze met mine.
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