6

There is this moment when you achieve bad grades and you’re scared of your parents, it feels as if you’ll collapse at any moment.

Rosella felt the very same way as she stood infront of the Professors office. Blowing a breath out, she finally decided to knock on the door.

After a few moments of silence, she heard a faint ‘come in.’ Releasing another deep breath, she finally twisted the knob and made her way inside.

Her eyes darted around the huge office which had a very elegant black and grey colored interior. Two black couches place at the end of the small bar. A whole length mirror at the side of the window opposite to where she was standing.

A huge bookshelf that covered the corner was filled up with different types of novels and scientific books.

His doctoral coat neatly rested on the chair where he was seated behind the huge oak table.

His sleek tattooed fingers working on the Mac.

Nervously clutching her bag she slowly approached his table.

The office smelled like coffee and fresh musk cologne.

It smelled like him.

She inhaled, taking in the attractive smell.

“Um..” She coughed out trying to gain his attention.

He stilled and looked up towards the girl who was standing with her gaze rested on his fingers.

“Um.. Sir, I wanted to talk to you.” She meekly voiced out. He quirked his perfectly shaped eyebrow at her. Closing his laptop he motioned her to sit.

She settled herself down as she read the bold letters that said,

‘Chairman of the University of Neuroscience.’

She gulped. “What do you want to talk about?” He rasped out coldly. The uncomfortable silence eating her insides up.

“Um.” She cleared her throat to ease the dryness. All she wanted was to have her reputation back.

She wanted to be the perfect girl again and make her parents proud of her. The smile in their faces always made her feel happy.

She was their perfect child.

“I don’t have all day Miss Dankworth.” He casually leaned back on his seat.

Rosella uncomfortably shifted in her seat, her caramel orbs slowly settling on his silverish greys. “I want to explain myself.” She said with a hint of confidence.

“Explain? Shouldn’t you apologize for your disrespectful nature?” He folded his hands on the table.

She looked at him with a questioning gaze. “I just came here to tell you to take your complaint back.” She irritatingly gritted out while taping her foot on the floor.

“If I don’t?”

“I wasn’t asking you, I was telling you.” Rosella replied, leaning in as she placed her hands on his neatly organized table. “Ms. Dankworth, if that’s a way to talk to your teachers than I’m afraid you’ll have to pay the consequences.” He seethed out, his orbs turning darker by every passing second.

He was itching too teach this brat a lesson by kicking her out of his university. But he had too keep his cool.

“I tried so hard just too achieve this reputation, you cant just snatch that from me.” She nearly yelled as she stood up from her seat.

She was not nervous anymore infact she was getting frustrated.

She couldn’t see her parents sad.

They were already grieving so much.

“Take your seat.” He calmly spoke but his tone held a dangerous edge to it.

“No! You cant do this! I’ve been a high achiever and you cant do this to me! I’ll be left behind!!” She yelled out at him. Her skin getting hotter.

“I can and I will.” He replied nonchalantly.

“NO AND NO--” Her words abruptly died down when he slammed his huge hands on the table. The loud noise engulfed them making her flinch back immediately.

“If you had been respectful, maybe I could have considered on taking my complaint back but the way you acted right now has shown me that you don't deserve a second chance.” He darkly stated, getting up from his throne. Stalking towards her with slow dangerous steps made her body involuntarily move backwards.

“You have been such a nuisance since day one, I really want to kick you out of this goddamn university.” His venomous tongue darted out to moisten his bottom lip.

Rosella clutched her skirt tightly.

She liked the effect he had on her. She wasnt scared but infact she was getting turned on by his sadistic nature. She wanted to feel him under her skin. The way he scolded her made her clench her thighs.

She licked her dry lips up, his eyes instantly following the trail of her tongue but as soon his eyes took in her beautifully pouted shape lips, he immediately reverted his greys back to her face.

“You’re a scholarship student right?”

Rosella looked up at him, wide eyed.

 A lump grew in her throat.

“Are you? What? Cat got your tongue?” He tsked at her whilst he placed his hands inside the pockets of his slacks.

She couldn’t speak. The words got stuck within her throat.

She nodded hesitantly. 

He blankly hummed. “Then this will teach you a good lesson.” A ghostly smirk appeared on his face.

Her eyes instantly shifted to his lips. They looked so soft. She wanted to chew on them and taste them.

Taste every single inch of his. 

She was getting addicted.

Severely addicted.

“W-What?” She stuttered. Her heart rapidly thumped against her chest, loudly yet painfully.

“You’re not a scholarship student anymore so you’ll have to pay if you wish to study here further or just leave simply.”