TWO

Victor King entered the lecture hall, his suitcase in his left hand, his expensive Italian shoes clicking against the floor gaining the attention of every person in the hall.

The noise in the hall quietened as everyone stared at him but he did not look at any one of them, walking down to his desk, he placed the suitcase on it before finally turning around.

He leaned on the desk, rolling up his sleeves to his elbows exposing his tattoos and bulging muscles. Some of the ladies in the hall squealing at the sight.

He looked at each and everyone of them, not saying a word. Until his golden brown eyes met with a mismatched ones. From the description his brother has mentioned, this is the girl that had him distracted.

She looked so small in the sea of other students, her big glasses sitting on her button nose only made her look even more cute.

Her black full hair fanned around her face like some sort of halo. 'She is so beautiful. And perfect.' he thought, now he see why his brother was distracted after seeing her.

Finally snapping out of his daze, he went round the table to behind his desk, picking up a piece of paper, he skimmed through it.

After a minute, he looked back at the Students and began talking. His loud, cold voice immediately gaining their attention.

"My name is Victor King, I will be your professor for this year." he paused for few seconds before continuing. "You may only call me Mr King, or Professor. I will not tolerate any shenanigans in my hall and make sure to pay attention when I am teaching, I will not be repeating myself."

He picked up a pencil with the paper containing attendance before walking forward, his eyes finding their way to the girl ever so often.

" I will call out your names and I want a loud and clear reply." He could not wait to find out her name and even hear her voice.

"Sarah Andrews?"

He started reading out the names, each student responding as he asked them to. Until,

"Kayla Jones?"

"Present." Came a soft reply.

Victor's head snapped up and he looked in her direction, her voice were so soft and soothing. Causing a calmness in him, something he rarely feels.

He kept staring at her and her doing the same. She couldn't differentiate what she was feeling. She was nervous, and felt butterflies in her stomach. This feeling was strange and new for her, hence why she was confused.

Colour blossomed her cheeks as she realized that he kept staring at her. Her heartbeat spiked up as the seconds passed. Yet he continued standing there still looking at her with his brown eyes, almost golden.

She was the first to look away and he finally removed his calculating gaze away from her. He was making her nervous and she didn’t know why.

He continued reading the names until they were finished. Once done, he walked back towards the desk and immediately started talking about what they were going to take this year and what to expect.

He took out a chalk and turned around to start writing some points on the board while he talked.

Kayla opened her old purple notebook, which she was still using, and immediately began taking notes. Her writing was neat and she was a fast writer, meaning she could keep up with him.

As time passed, their eyes kept traveling towards each other. Kayla couldn’t understand what this feeling was. he was her professor and she shouldn’t be feeling attraction towards him.

Yet she couldn’t help it. every time his eyes made their way towards her the funny feeling in her belly would return.

Soon enough the lecture ended and the time was over. Victor opened the door and the students slowly started going out. Kayla was the last to leave and just as she passed him, his stern voice stopped her.

"Miss Jones."

She stopped dead in her tracks and her breath hitched. she slowly turned around and casted her eyes downwards. not daring to look him in the eyes.

Once he didn’t say anything for a while she slowly looked up at him only for her to find him looking at her.

He started at her for a few more seconds, his face blank and his eyes emotionless.

"You can go."

She didn’t need to be told twice as she turned around quickly and dashed for the door. Once she was far enough she leaned on the wall and released a breath she didn’t know she was holding. It felt suffocating being with him and the fact that he seemed interested in her was not helping matters.

Kayla quickly left the hallway after greeting calm, she only had one class for the day so she wanted to go relax before leaving for work. Being on scholarship, she was also offered a dorm and luckily for her, she was the only one in the room, she did not have to deal with a roommate who might be mean.

Once she entered the building, she started making her way to her room. She entered her room and locked the door behind her, dropping her bag on the small reading table in the corner. She jumped on her bed, laying face down. Motionless for few minutes.

After, she stood up to go shower and get ready for work. When Kayla first settled in her dorm, she went job hunting. Even though her whole university is sponsored by a scholarship, she still needs to work and earn money for her daily needs.

After a week of job hunting she got two different jobs, one as a cafe where most of the students normally frequent as a baker and sometimes waitress. And her second job was at a public library, only on the weekend.

After showering, she dressed up and made sure to grab her phone, purse and coat before stepping out of the room.

Walking down to ten minutes. Kayla walked through the back door, and sighed in relief when the warm air hit her. She made her way to the kitchen and found her coworkers already there. She has three coworkers, two guys, who are gay and actually boyfriends and one other girl. She always steer clear of the girl because she doesn't like her. The two guys alway had her back and stopped the girl from bullying her.

"My girlfriend is here." One of the guys said when he noticed her. He is quite tall, almost six foot tall, has blonde hair with very beautiful green eyes.

"Neonata, come stai?"(T: Babygirl, how are you?) the second guy asked. He is Italian with his dark hair and brown eyes that resembled chocolate.

Their names are Lucas and Alessandro respectively. Ever since when Alessandro found out that Kayla speaks Italian, among many other languages she had learnt, that was their own way of communicating.

Kayla smiled at them and got to work to baking, Alessandro stayed with her in the kitchen while Lucas stepped out as he is a waiter.

She brought out the flour, eggs and other stuffs placing them on the counter. After that, she wore her baby blue apron and got to work.

After baking for a few hours, they were finally done. She put everything she used in the dishwasher and cleaned up the countertops. She leaned on the counter and took a deep breath in, raised her hand and wiped the sweat off her forehead.

She took the baked goods and put them on the window display, with Alessandro helping her. They had to go back two more times to get everything out and ready.

She took off the apron and hung it, washed her hands and took her stuff. She headed towards the backdoor, ready to leave and sleep.

It was already night out and the weather was getting cold, making her shiver when she opened the door. She hugged herself to warm up and started walking towards the dorm building.

It was a short walk but it felt like hours to her. Lost in her thoughts she didn’t notice that she had arrived. Quickly making her way inside she climbed up the stairs quickly and went to her dorm.

Opening the door and walking in, she locked it behind her and changed into something comfortable for the night. Sitting at her small desk, she decided to go through her note for the class she had. As she was worked, she found herself lost in thought about the three men she saw that morning. And one of them was her Professor, she remembered the feeling she got when she met his eyes for the first time in the lecture hall.

She finished revising and got all her stuffs ready for the next day. She kept thinking about the men again, getting that butterfly feeling in her stomach.

Yawning, she rolled on her bed until she found a comfortable position and closed her eyes to sleep. The three men still on her mind.