FAULTED Destinies

CHAPTER 4- SORRY PROFESSOR

When the teaching assistant said that, the hall began to clap and then a shuffle was heard behind them, the man from earlier got up from his seat and walked down the stairs in the middle of the hall and headed for the stage. He got on it and shook hands with the teaching assistant. “Oh, f**k me!” Cam said in shock as she stared wide-eyed at the man she had just confronted who was not just her professor for the semester, but also a billionaire who had enough money to get rid of her legally or illegally.

“Wow” Mia said in shock as well. “Oh please, I am the one in trouble. I said more than I should have” Cam said. “Hello class. I am Angelo Ivanov as you have been acquainted, and I am going to be your professor for the psychology of business” Mr Ivanov began to speak, the girls were giggling and muttering on how handsome he was, and since the teaching assistant had made it a point to talk about his wealth status it made him even more attractive to the college girls with raging hormones.

“I will be here with you all for the next few months and I hope we both leave the semester, with valuable lessons from this class. As you all know, I am the CEO of a company group that has a net worth of billions, which is probably why the Dean reached out to me in the first place. We all know you all would not learn about the psychology of business from a failed man” he said and class erupted in a fit of laughter.

The entire class was silent as Mr Ivanov spoke. It could not be predicted if the silence was because a class was ongoing or because he commanded the silence with his demeanor and charisma. The way he pronounced his words was so eloquent that everyone would have wanted to be English. He had a hint of a British accent that became more evident when he pronounced certain words like father and used certain words like a lavatory when he referenced the place he got one of his many innovative business ideas.

He obviously knew how to work a room, he moved around the stage like he had become very familiar with it. He spoke and thought like it was something as easy as breathing. He began the class after instructing the class to call him by his first name and not his family's. “Angelo. That is so hot” one of the girls that sat in front of Mia and Cam said as she giggled. “Angelo, that is so hot” Cam said as she mimicked the girl with a scowl on her face.

The girl turned around and responded equally with a scowl as well, but unlike her whisper, Cam’s words had reached further ears including the professor. The class turned toward her as she looked in school. She quickly turned around as well, pretending to look for the person who made the statement. After a few seconds, Mr Ivanov, or Angelo as he said they should call him, continued with his class.

By the time the class was over, Mia had learnt a lot and was praying to not suffer any repercussions from her friend's big mouth while Cam had gotten even more embarrassed than ever. As they packed up their things to leave, Cam insisted that she would apologise to Angelo first. Mia left the hall after wishing her friend good luck and headed for the parking lot, hoping Cam would not make things worse than they already were.

As Cam waited for the crowd of students who claimed to have questions about the class to finish with Angelo, she held her bag so tightly and her fingers dug into the leather strap. “It is the first day, what could they have to ask about the psychology of business?” Cam thought to herself, she had learnt better than to say her thoughts out loud. After a while of waiting and the crowd did not deter, Cam decided to leave instead. But as she walked away from the crowd of students, she caught the eye of Angelo who was not as upset as she thought he would be.

When both of the girls finally got back home after a long day of school, they ate quickly and went to their rooms for a nap, they would be up again in a few hours and they needed all the rest they could get. Ironically, their club was more filled up during the weekdays than on the weekends, their boss claimed that it was because most men wanted to relax after a long day of work and others also wanted to stay longer away from their families, it made Mia hate the concept of having a husband.

As they got to the club, they used their usual entrance and got inside through the backstage. They said their goodbyes and went to their dressing rooms to get changed. This time, Mia had on a pink feathery outfit set out for her, “a gentleman from the last time asked that you wore it. And since he paid good money when he passed the instruction along, the madame did not react to his offer. You have to put this on tonight” Silver, another girl from the club said.

Mia stared at the outfit, wondering why a man from the strip club would pick out her outfit. It was not new, they had a room for clothes and they usually picked what they wanted to wear, or sometimes the madame did and it was based on what outfit made men spend money the most. But this time, it was picked out by a stranger. Mia wore the outfit without complaining, knowing better than to go against the madam.

She made sure that there were no cameras or anything freaky in the outfit as she slid it on. It was almost impossible to believe but the outfit that was basically lingerie covered her up even more than some others she was made to wear. She touched the gems on the bra and played with the fur on the panties. She turned her back to the mirror as she looked at her bare ass that was more uncovered than covered. Her cheeks were out and they jiggled with each step she took.