Only For The Professor's Pleasure

Chapter 25

ELROY’S POV

I’m in the same room with her once again, the last time this happened, I almost couldn’t control myself.

Her hair is in an imperfect bun, her hazel colored eyes glimmer even in the dimly lit room

I know pretty well that the aphrodisiac has its effect but not as much as the effect of her messy bun.

Round face and delicate body stature which had power over me.

“Is the aphrodisiac still talking?” She questioned once more, after I had teased her so many times in under a minute.

Just as I wanted to speak, a hard knock on the door distracted us.

We both shared an inquisitive glance at each other, she leaned towards the door, her ear to the thin frame and the knock came again.

“Babe..” she paused “El…it’s me, open up” her voice came in loudly, it was none other that Tiffany.

Evelyn’s mouth opened up as though she was about to speak, I threw my palm over her mouth, pulling her slowly away from the door.

“Don’t make a sound” I mouthed, taking my palm away from her mouth and making a shushing whisper

She nodded slightly but the knock came in again.

“It’s Tiffany, El, just open up” she called out some more

“I thought you said this was the room” she complained to someone else.

So my suspicions were right, she had followed me or at least had someone do her dirty work because she spiked my drink.

I moved closer to Evelyn who was obviously flustered by the knocking but mostly at the thought of being caught in a shabby motel room with me, and by Tiffany of all of mankind.

“Maybe it’s the next room” I heard from a rather masculine voice from outside the room

And Evelyn turned to look at me as though she wanted to say something but I didn’t let her.

“You fool..maybe it isn’t even here” she sounded frustrated but she still stood at the same spot

I could figure out because her shoes weren’t making a heavy clanking sound to indicate that she was leaving.

Evelyn and I stayed low, trying so hard not to make a sound as we waited for her to leave and thankfully she did, making loud clicking sounds as she walked away before it faded. For once I appreciated her love for glossy heels.

“You can breathe now” I chuckled, noticing that Evelyn was holding her breath in an attempt to mask our presence

She let out a heavy sigh of relief before plopping her body onto the bed, still trying so hard not to make sound.

“Did you want to say something?” I whispered to her, joining her at the edge of the bed.

“There was a man, downstairs” she paused, sitting upright next to me but keeping a good distance that would discourage me from easily leaning towards her and pulling her in.

“He was in all black…That’s why I rushed back in, I thought he was Melvin…I’m so sure he’s the man helping Tiffany” she stated, but her voice twitched slightly

“But how did he find you? I mean, I would’ve at least noticed him from behind us or maybe not” she said with discontent, tilting her head to the side, her face holding multiple expressions.

“What?” She asked the moment she noticed my eyes lingering on her

I shook my head slightly, a smirk forming at the corner of my lips.

How could someone feel like an open book and still seem like an enclosed casing, that was Evelyn for you.

To others she puts up a solid front that makes you think she hates everything in the world, me especially but when you come around her, you’ll notice the light freckle marks above her nose and the tiny mole above her upper lip.

Easing all your worries that she’s uptight when in reality, she was actually quite cute.

“Stop staring at me like that!” She ordered “I’m sleeping on the floor” she gruntled, taking pillows and pulling off the blanket, moving me from where I sat.

“I’ll sleep on the floor instead..take the bed” I protested, dragging a pillow from her but she shot me a daunting glare, I knew what it meant.

“You’re the one who was roofied, so please, have the bed” she insisted

"Also, I didn’t mean to peek but I noticed you were bruised on the side” she said, her face almost flushed red

she had noticed the bruise on the left side of my abdomen, there wasn’t any tattoos to hide that, a bruise I had gotten trying to protect Chloe at home.

“Oh..it’s nothing” I shrugged “You’re the lady, you deserve the bed” I lifted my head to see her frozen, staring at me

“What? I’m a gentleman, remember” I chuckled softly. She didn’t seem like she was about to protest yet again, I had finally won for once.

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Morning came but not as quickly as I had imagined. Evelyn laid on the bed, peacefully sleeping, I had woken up a few times to watch her sleep.

I know it’s weird but I could not help it, watching her chest heaving up and down in a calm rhythm, it made me vulnerable and she looked even more beautiful.

So when she opened the curtains at quarter past six in the morning, I was already wide awake.

“Wake up Prince Vans” she said with a cocky tone.

“Good morning” I greeted lazily

she mumbled something I couldn’t understand but I didn’t mind. I started taking the pillows and placing them on the bed, then I watched her open the door a little, peeking her head out. I reckoned it was to confirm that Tiffany wasn’t in the hallway.

“Leaving so soon?” I asked.

“Well duh…when I get home I’ll shower and come over for Chloe’s lessons” she stated, looking left and right.

When she noticed that the coast was clear, she turned to me “Get dressed and come out half an hour after I leave” she ordered, it was more of an order than a suggestion.

“Yes ma’am” I answered, letting her leave.

Letting her escape me just this once, I’m sure she was still feeling that the aphrodisiac was still in my system and she wouldn’t want to be around me for long..... it took me everything to keep my hands off her but not anymore.

When I see you again Evelyn Reeds, your fingers will sink into my skin and I won’t let you leave without my mark.