Dark love and Lies

Chapter 3

Bellamy pov

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"Ms.Bellamy Caron" he pronounces my name like he has done it plenty of time

As his blue eyes finds me back

(He was looking for my NAME)

Taking a step back ,he crosses his arms as he speaks ,sternly "I'm going to tell this again,Ms.Caron "

"You have parked in the wrong place.

And I would ask you to move your car ,immediately

Without wasting our time anymore

You have already done enough "

I blink at him ,just enjoying his voice

My lips stay parted as I watch his lips move

Maybe ,the morning f**k thoughts talking to sammy is leaving me all weird and making fantasize this dude

This man in front of me

He looks older

Maybe around his late twenties ,I assume

Not like I care but .…still

"What If I don't?" I counter ask

A small smirk forms on his lips as he hears my stubborn question

He just turns around without a further word

Walking back towards his car ,his ass looks sexy

He's too tall for my five foot five figure even with heels on ,I'll look small in front of him

He pulls his suit coat and a tie

Along with his laptop bag I, assume

Before heading towards the entrance

We are in the back side of school building ,so it's like exit and entry both

"Don't blame me later

I Warned you " his thin lips strikes me as he speaks sternly as he walks straight towards the entry

Like what the f**k

Was that a warning?

And to me ?

"I don't give a f**k

Dickhead "

I shout back

And I know he heard me

Because he stops for a second but walks away without taking a word further

Doesn't he know about my identity ?

He took my surname

Everybody knows about Caron's

The reputation we hold

Like who the hell is this dude and what the hell is his problem?

I growl ,as I stand alone in the parking lot

But I soon realize that I'm getting late

So I rush towards my class

We got English in the first hour

Seven 'D' is the class room

I follow the instruction and find my class room without much trouble

I hear few chatter as I find myself in the back seat

Pulling out my student handbook

I go through the subject and the subject professors name

"English- Mr.Kinght "

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I hear few gasps ,as a footstep gets closer at the door

I remove my earpods as my eye raises to see who my professor will be.

If I say I missed a heart beat ,it will be damn true

Because it's TRUE, I did

My heart screams out loud

Great

The person who i called dickhead this very morning, minutes ago is right in front of my eyes

His suit is on ,his hair pinned back

And his red tie around his neck

As he stands in front of the class

His chiseled jaw and blue eyes giving everybody a look that can just melt them in their seats

This can't be happening

Can it?

All the previous schools ,that I attended had such ugly people , all my professors were either bald or middle aged people

With mid life crisis

Damn this creature is sexy

How the hell can he a professor how old is he again?

All the thoughts are pushed away as addresses the class

"Good morning "

"Welcome to your first class and I'm going to be your English professor

You all can address me as Mr.Kinght

Or professor, anything

But we give respect and take respect "

My throat feels dry as I hear his last sentence as he starts walking around the class room

It's just like twenty five to thirty students and the room is huge

I know he noticed me

In the less crowd

And not to mention ,I'm the only one without the uniform

"Its first day of school

The first hour and I'm late for about fourteen minutes

But I can explain "

He takes his steps towards the bench I'm seated

But doesn't look at me , straight

His eyes are fixed else where

"A girl " ( a girl? )

He stresses the word like everybody wants to know

It was a girl

"She parked her car ,in the spot which was reserved for me

And when I informed her that she was in the wrong place

She started calling me,names

Without any manners "

For a second his eyes falls on me

And I feel like my soul just left my body

But he looks away very quickly

"I never try build a conversation with anybody

I'm less spoken person

So I'm not good at conversations

Especially a argument

Especially with people who aren't matured or my age "

"Because they don't understand anything

They think wearing long heels is a sign of maturity

But nope it's not

Having your brain in right place is a sign of maturity "

I hear few giggles and I pull my feet towards me ,under my seat the very second

I'm the only one with heels

All are in uniform

I'm new so it will take me few weeks to get my uniform

But dammit ,his guts

I'm right in front of him

And I'm sure his every word is straight at me

"Anyway ,I'm not wasting any more of my time

On that girl " his face looks hard

That girl ?

Excuse me?

If I can slap his beautiful face

I would

But no

Instead I zip my mouth as I compose myself

"And yeah

I got late because, I had to get her car towed

And park my car

So .." he takes in a deep breathe

And it takes a minute for me to realize

That my car is towed

And by the man whose criticizing me

In front of the whole class

Just because he is my professor ?

He seriously doesn't know who the hell I am ?

Fuck him

My dad isn't in town or else

(Or else what ?

Nothing ,you need to clear all the subjects this year

Can't pick a fight ,Bellamy )

I repeat the words to myself as I just stare at him

No I glare at him

A death glare

If looks could kill

He should have been dead

But lucky for him , it doesn't

"But , I'm a man who seeks obedience "

His eyes stares at me as he speaks

And I clench my thighs

Lord , my mind is spoilt

I should stop watching such dirty things  or listening to Sammy's story