Professor’s Little Pet

Two

CHAPTER TWO

HAILEY SUMMERS

“Are you planning on going?” Valerie finally broke the silence and asked. I had explained everything to her.

“I don't know. It feels wrong.” and to be honest I had no idea what to do next.

“I don’t understand. What feels wrong?”

“Meeting him off campus…at night…alone. I’m feeling a bit uneasy about it.”

“What do you mean uneasy? He might not want others to know he’s doing a makeup test for you hence the private location. Besides, that might be his only free time. Who knows, you might not be the only one. Plus, I’ll be going with you if you don’t want to be there alone.”

I took a deep breath and released it.

“You think I should go?”

“Where are you going?” we suddenly got interrupted.

“Liam!” Valerie looked nervous and that was my cue to leave. I couldn't let him see me in the state I was. Liam had always been my friend from day one and in some weird unexplainable way, he always had my back. He was the soft one among us. I couldn't tell him what was going on. At least until I solved it.

“I should get going,” I got up to hug Valerie.

Immediately catching on, she hugged me tighter and whispered “I think you should,” softly in my ear.

“We’ll catch up later,” I glanced at the confused Liam and quickly walked out of the class, avoiding any question.

For the rest of the day, I burst my ass off cleaning and serving tables. The thought of how the night would be, kept coming up in my mind.

What could be the worst-case scenario? Digitize a pile of books? I would definitely be home late and if there was more, Liam and Valerie could also help me out. It couldn’t be that bad. I could only hope it wasn’t so much. At least it would be worth it; it wouldn’t be forever and I would have less to worry about in no time. Worry. When was the last time I didn’t have to worry? When I was 14?

It was now 7:00pm. I was done at the restaurant.

I immediately wore my coat as I stepped out. It was already getting chilly and I still had a long day ahead.

I opened my bag to search for the address.

‘Found it’ I waited for a taxi and in less than 2 minutes I was out of there.

I brought out my phone to text Valerie not to bother to go with me anymore. I didn’t want to burden her with my own problems.

Her call came in right on cue...

“Hello.”

“How’s it going? Did you get my texts? You’re off work, right? Where should I meet you?”

“I just got off. I’m already on my way there. I’ll be fine. You don’t need to worry…and yes, I’ll let you know if I need anything,” I answered all at once, before she could keep interrogating me.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I am, mom.”

“I’m more like your favorite older sister..durrrh,” she teased, earning a chuckle from me.

“Okay. I’ll update you.”

“You got this. Yes?”

“Yes, thanks.”

“Alright, bye,” and with that, the call ended.

I closed my eyes in silent prayer, hoping this turned out better than I imagined.

“We’re here,” I woke up to the voice of the driver. I didn't realize I had dozed off. I quickly gathered myself and got down, standing alone in the middle of the road.

This was it. I inhaled and exhaled. I confirmed the number on the paper with where I was standing.

‘Am I in the right place?’ I was standing in front of someone’s ‘home’. It was more of a brick house with a little garden in front and a pathway right in the middle, leading to the front door, where I was currently standing. The only sign of light was the reflection of the moon on the windows.

“I don't think anyone is at home,” I muttered to myself, subconsciously making up more reasons to not be at his house. It just all felt wrong. Really wrong. “Maybe this is the wrong lane.”

Just as I was about to bring out my phone to check my location, I heard the front door open, causing me to turn around abruptly, almost coming face to face with a huge frame of about 6ft tall. I instantly stepped back resulting in me almost falling off the single step, thanks to the frame for holding me back up.

It was at this moment the moon reflected on his face, granting me clear vision.

Oh man! I was staring at a work of art. This art was manly. I was gripping unto his rock-hard biceps and I could feel his heat, even at this distance.

“You’re late,” he spoke, shaking me out of my daze. It was him. My professor.

I quickly stood straight, withdrawing my hands like I was suddenly on fire.

“You’re not nervous, are you?” he asked a daring question. Of course I was worried. In fact, I was more worried than nervous. If he killed me and stacked me up in the freezer in his basement, no one would know. I hoped he didn’t have a basement. But I didn’t say all that, instead, I said.

“No. Not at all sir,” because I couldn’t really afford to be scared at that point. I was already there.

“Good. Make yourself comfortable then,” he turned around, walking into the house and I followed him like a lost puppy.

As soon as the lights came on, a tiny little bit of my anxiety dropped as I could now see where I was, and it didn’t look like the house of a killer at all. If anything, it looked far comfier than I had expected.

“Why are you still standing? Sit down,” he pointed to the L shaped sofa in the living room.

I hurriedly moved to sit, as if that was a safer option.

“Hailey, right?” he was sitting on the single couch at the other side of the room. A very safe distance. ‘I should be able to get to the door before he moves past the center table.’

“Yes, sir,” I was tightly holding my hands together on my laps.

“Let me get straight to the point,” before I could think, he got up and walked to the center table. Sitting on the glass frame and facing me, legs wide open.

‘Okay. Relax. If you put in much effort, you could reach the door first’ I thought to myself

“I have given it a thought. I can help you.”

I quickly sat up. ‘Here it comes’.

He suddenly moved closer, piercing me with his gaze “I can delay the implementation of my marking guide for the entire semester, only if you would do something for me in return,” he smirked. Was that possible? Would he do that? I didn’t really have a choice but to believe him at the point.

“I will do anything sir. I can even be your assistant for the entire semester,” why did I say that? I already had no time to remember my stomach was empty most days. ‘Let’s hope that’s not it though,’ I silently prayed.

He smirked again. This time, there was a hint of sin in it as he bore his eyes into my soul.

Was he checking my strength and how capable I was? I instantly chined up, forcing every confidence in me out on display. I stared right back deep into his eyes.

Then he smiled. Yes. That was a good sign. Right? Let’s get this over with.

“What do you need me to do sir?” I was suddenly ready to do anything.

“Mhm,” he rubbed his lower lip, running his eyes up and down my body and smiled again. Now this was getting uncomfortable. “Be my pet,” his eyes bore into mine.

How? Did he mean an errand girl. Oh nice. I had gotten myself another job.

“What do you need me to be doing sir?” I wanted to be sure of my duties, so that we could discuss the time arrangements.

“I need you to be my s*x slave. Satisfy my s****l desires through the semester, and I’ll delay the implementation of my marking guide and review your paper with the less strict one that was …”

I swiftly got up. What?! What the actual what?!

“What?!” I cut him halfway.

He bit his lower lip and smiled. Did he just smile? How was this funny? Was this his plan all along?

“It will be a win-win situation. Think of it as doing what it takes to get what you want,” his eyes got darker as they finally looked up to meet mine, making me tremble even more.

“No way I’ll do that!” I yelled.

He held my gaze for what felt like an eternity before finally speaking, “It’s okay. I’ll give you time to think about it, but don’t forget you don’t have much time before the final results get released.”

I didn’t wait to hear any other thing and bolted straight to the door.

I had almost gotten to the end of the lane before I slowed down to catch my breath, my heart was racing faster than my legs. What the hell was that?! Among the one million and one things I had imagined, that never ever crossed my mind. s*x slave? Or did that mean something else? Was I imagining things? Literally sell myself off for marks? I would have probably not been in this situation if his so-called marking guide hadn't been so strict. This was pretty much his fault in the first place.

In no time, I stopped the first taxi I spotted. I was shaking all through the ride home.

I was finally in front of my home. I opened the door with my spare key and took a few deep breaths to compose myself, hoping my mom wouldn't notice, then walked in.

“Mom, I’m home,” I flung my bag on the couch in the living room, trying to act as normal as possible and went to the room.

“Mom?” she was nowhere to be found. That was strange. I instinctively opened the bathroom door to make sure she was okay and there she was, on the cold floor in the bathroom.

I was startled for a moment and then it clicked. She had slumped.

“Mom!” I rushed to her side, trying to search for a pulse.

Thank goodness, she was still breathing.

“Oh God, please, let her be okay,” I kept praying as I struggled to move her to the front door.

Fortunately, a taxi passed by just as I opened the door.

“Taxi, Taxi,” I kept waving and shouting until he stopped and came back.

“Please help me,” I was still shouting. “My mom. Please take us to the hospital.”

He immediately got down and followed me to carry her into the vehicle.

I kept thanking him till we got to the hospital and my mom was rolled in on a stretcher.

After what seemed like forever, the doctor walked out of her room and told me to follow him to his office.

“Her condition is getting worse. She will need another surgery to make it past this week,” he said, as soon as he sat down.

I couldn't afford surgery and tuition fees for next semester with my savings.

“I don’t have the money for the surgery now sir, is there anything you can help me do till I get it?”

“I’m so sorry. There’s little to what we can do without payment.”

I was already tearing up.

“There’s no reason to cry. Once you’ve made the payment, we’ll begin the surgery immediately. She’ll be fine.”

“Okay. Thank you, sir,” I slowly rose to my feet, forcing them to move out of the room.

As soon as I got out, the first tear dropped, and the second, and the third, then it just started to flow freely. I let out everything I had been holding in since this morning. From my results, to the mortifying proposal, to this? Why was my life so difficult?

After struggling to come this far, I simply couldn't just drop out.

Well, it wasn't not like I really had a choice. Losing my mom was not an option.

With what I had managed to save so far, I could only afford to pay for one.

After a while, I finally made my decision and went in to see the doctor.