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Everyone stared at the man beside me, seating cross-legged, leaning on the armrest with one hand supporting his head. His other hand kept mine in a tight gripped, refusing to let me escape from his side –– not letting me escape from this terrible, terrible situation we were in.
Cain seated himself while leading me to stood beside him. But the crowds and the professor remained stunned in front of the door, unsure of what happened.
“I’ll give you a minute to search.”
Cain’s chilly voice snapped them out of their trance, and the onlookers’ eyes, thick with hate and jealousy, made its way towards me while Zoe and Estela giggled as they teased me with their knowing eyes.
“M-Mr. Fay . . . W-what are you doing here? D-don’t you know it’s f-forbidden for you to be here i-in o-one of the s-students’ room?” Professor Ingrid forced the words out from her trembling mouth.
“What? T-that’s Cain Fay?”
“Oh my God! THE Cain Fay?!”
“He’s more handsome in person.”
“So, it’s true that he and Leanna Lee are going out?”
Whispers were so loud it was like a beating broken jukebox. But I was deaf and devoid of feelings at the moment as my brain refused to register the whole situation.
Cain shot the skinny old woman a cold look.
So cold it could probably freeze hell itself.
Professor Ingrid’s legs shook, and she grabbed the door frame for support.
“Forbidden?” Cain snorted. “Leanna Lee is my fiancée. We are already family. Is it forbidden to stay together inside the room of your family?”
The whole room was spinning as different emotions battled in the air.
I kept my eyes steady on the ground to make sure I was maintaining my balance since I felt that any moment now, I would drop dead on the floor.
“You have thirty seconds left.” Cain tilted his head and smirked at the trembling Professor Ingrid.
Without waiting for another second, Professor Ingrid let herself in and sauntered towards my suitcase like she already knew where to search.
. . .
. . .
“I-impossible . . . ,” The professor mumbled to herself. She probably couldn’t find what she was looking for.
“Times up.” Cain stood, and the crowds’ legs wobbled from the oppressive air around him.
Professor Ingrid scurried out of the room with both eyes on the ground, afraid to even take a glimpse at the demonic man beside me.
“Leanna will see you at breakfast!” Zoe and Estela winked at me before Cain closed the door.
. . .
. . .
“Now, no one will disturb us.”
Cain closed the distance between him and my daze self. His fingers stroked my face in a gentle caress before he leaned closer and blew hot air in my ear.
“Why don’t you skip that boring activity of yours . . . ,” he whispered, voice enticing. His naughty hands inched its way from my shoulders to my breasts.
“Be with me,” he commanded and groped my breasts as his lips stretched a wicked smile.
“Let’s do fun things instead,” he murmured, enticing me to submit to him.
I took a sharp intake of air and raised my hand.
I stormed into the bathroom, feeling annoyed. Then I found little Pluffy whimpering nonstop inside the bathtub, unable to leave.
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