Wendy's POV. As I made my way to Professor George's office, my thoughts stirred with tension. Was it right to accept these gifts? They would undeniably make my life easier, but at what cost? The weight of owing someone, especially someone as powerful as the professor, didn't sit well with me.Knowing who he is was giving me thousands of reasons to stay away from him but I can't stay away from him, I want him in a way I can not explain, I want him deeply... I'm simply lusting after him and I don't think I can control it anymore. Stepping out of the elevator, I took a deep breath to calm myself down. As I walked towards his office, I kept chanting in my head, asking myself to stay away from him, not looking at him more than necessary. I stood in front of his office, mumbling shits to myself before entering his office. I found him seated behind his desk, engrossed in some paperwork. He looked up as I entered, a faint smile playing on his lips."Wendy, good to see you," he greeted, ges
Wendy's POV"I think my prince is too tenacious, he would only end up frustrating me sexually, I don't think I'm interested in his constant teasing anymore," I mumbled with a grin playing on my lips and he just scoffed, "What do you want, little one?" He asked again and I creased my brow, wondering what he was up to this time around, I couldn't help but feel a rush of desire coursing through me because of his question but I didn't want to succumb to my desire so I decided to keep it cool or I'll end up getting horny and needy... I am already needy and horny but I need to be in control, he doesn't have to always be the one with the power to do what he pleases. Gathering my composure, I met his gaze with a playful glint in my eyes."Well, Prince George," I began, my voice low and sultry, "I believe it's only fair that you show me what you have in mind for me. After all, I wouldn't want to disappoint my prince by demanding what he can't give, now would I?" I leaned back slightly, teas
Wendy's POV.I stepped out of the office with mixed feelings. I felt grateful for the fact that my professor had been so considerate, but I was also confused and worried because I still didn't know his plans with me. I knew I'd pay the debts; I had already applied for a job somewhere else. If I got two jobs, I'd be able to manage it. I had considered working as a stripper in a club since the pay was handsome, but I couldn't risk it. The school might expel me if they found out. Despite being a good dancer, I couldn't take that risk. It would also expose me to more men, but that wasn't my main concern; I was more afraid of the consequences from the school.Stepping into the elevator, anger burned within me as I remembered the professor's words. My doubts had been confirmed; May was lying. But why would she lie?!"Gosh! That girl is becoming worse by the day!" I let out a frustrated grunt.I could talk to May, yes, but it would be useless and would end up in a heavy argument between the
Wendy's POV. "How could you, Wendy? Since when did you start accepting gifts from men, and of all men, your professor?!" Aunt Linda's angry yell welcomed me immediately after I got into the house.Her accusation hit me like a slap to the face, and I creased my brow, wondering what was up and why she was behaving so irrationally. Yeah, I'll call it irrational, and how the fuck did she find out about the gift. My mind raced and I gritted my teeth when I discovered who it was. May! That conniving little snake. I sucked in a breath, trying to contain my frustrationThe name resonated in my head and I took in sharper silent deep breaths to stabilize myself so I'll not erupt cause this was so fucking annoying right now. I know May must be inside, she should be, that crazy girl left me in school to gossip about me to Aunt Linda.Gosh! That's the height of all the shits I've tolerated because of her, one of her silly friends must have seen the gifts in my hand and informed her. I'm pretty
Wendy's POV.Two weeks later."I am beyond tired right then; I am glad I don't have another shift tonight," Kira whined as the last customer of the evening left, and we turned the sign ‘CLOSED’ by the restaurant door."Yeah, I am more than exhausted too, but look on the brighter side, we'll soon close from here. So, what about the kids, ain't you getting late?" I asked, bringing out my phone to check if the professor had sent any texts, but there was nothing from him, and I frowned.He had promised to come pick me up today, and I was eagerly waiting for him. I missed him. He hadn't been in the country for the past week, and he had been so busy that we hardly talked on the phone. I didn't know how much power he wielded to be absent from school for such a long time, but as usual, I gave all the credit to the fact that he was a crown prince."They went to their Granny's place; they'll be staying there for a while. I need to focus on my work, and you know my hunt for a better job takes a
Wendy's POV. "You four should leave, we do not entertain criminals in our restaurant," Kira said, coming to stand in my front.The men laughed and said, "Well, that wasn't what your boss said when he took money from us." "What?" I let out a surprise gasp, wondering what they were talking about. "You heard us well, lady, so I'll kindly ask, will you come with us willingly, or should we force you out of here?" The grumpy yet ugly-looking one I'll term as their leader asked and I gave him an unpleasing look, my face squeezed in disgust as I looked at him, wondering how a man can be so ugly inside out."She's not coming with you and I think it's best you all leave before I call the police, it's like you people have a death wish, it looks like you miss that disgusting boss of yours and hence you came to ask for death willingly, huh?" Kira asked, her voice dripping with disgust."We'll leave here but we're not leaving without that bitch behind you, she either follows us or we'll bundle h
Wendy's POV. My heart hammered in my chest as I watched Kira fall to the floor, the sound of the gunshot still echoing in my ears. My eyes widened as I scanned the scene in front of me. Panic surged through my veins, and tears welled up in my eyes as I knelt beside her, my hands trembling as I reached out to touch her. "Kira!" I cried out, my voice cracking with fear and pain. I cradled her head in my hands, my heart breaking at the sight of blood seeping from her wound; she had been hit on her arms and the amount of blood that was gushing out of her arm was too much, "No. No. No. Please, this... This can't be happening to you, you don't deserve this... Oh God! What have I done." I cried, my heart clenching, hot tears welling up in my eyes as I watched one of the very few people who had shown me genuine love ever since I came here. "You stupid bitch, look what you've done," one of the men sneered, his voice filled with malice as he towered over us but I didn't even move or give a
Wendy's POV."Wendy..." A familiar voice called, and I veered around almost immediately, my heart in my mouth. When I saw Aunt Linda heading towards me with open arms, I rushed towards her in a hurry. Tears fell freely from my eyes as she engulfed me in her embrace."My child, why is the world testing you so much?" She asked rhetorically, because I had no answers to it. I don't think there's anyone who has an answer to that question. I'm tired, truly tired of jumping from one deadly trouble to another. It seems like those around me would get hurt... Was I cursed?Did my family curse me or maybe my kingdom cursed me? I knew my assumptions were illogical, but that's the only thing I could blame for whatever shits that were happening to me."It's alright, my love. Don't cry too much or you'll fall sick. Do you want to fall sick, baby?" She asked, withdrawing from the hug. A low sigh escaped my lips as I sniffed my running nose.My head was aching badly, but I was still finding it hard to