Kill me
Lie me
Curse me
Do it one more again
Hold me. (Darkroom)
The sound of the woofer coming from the Aventador was enough to tell others not to go near his territory,
The engine pulsated the monoxide in the air, and the car shook with the action inhabitant inside.
Those tinted Black glasses encapsulated the adventure, keeping others unaware, and the sound of moans became the whispers of cries; nobody intruded to look after.
Why would anyone go into the lion’s cave? After all, he was enjoying his morning feast; he was the uncrowned king of this college.
A bully,
Once that tinted Black glass slides. The steam of warmth evaporated outside, and the satisfied eyes scanned the rear mirror- he sneered, hearing the exhausted breath of his partner in crime.
The girl called his name in a suppressed voice.
“X...X...., Xander,”
His twirled lips changed, and an eyebrow arched. “It’s sir, not Xander.” The devilish smile said it all.
She gasped as he clutched her jaw with a single grip.
“Can I go?” “Sir,” She averted her gaze.
“I hope you understand your lesson very well,”
She nodded without lifting her eyes.
With a scowl, he signaled her to leave his damn car.
She listened to him like a puppy with a lowered peer as per the rule.
Xander made the rule for all the seniors and juniors.
No junior could talk to their senior with direct eye contact; they needed to look at their third button while answering their senior.
After she left, he wore his jeans and tight-fitting short sleeves Black t-shirt, enhancing those biceps to crush thousands of hearts. He came out after his morning dose as he exhaled warm air on the college campus.
He is Xander Baston, a rich, spoiled brat of the Baston family. His mother comes from a Greek family, and his father comes from a Viking bloodline. He was the perfect package of looks and strength. There was no compromise with his sculpted looks,
Tall, dark, and handsome was just an understatement for him to describe. His chiseled body encapsulated as every muscle in his torso flowed from the light into the dark. He was a living work of art, His brown-glossy eyes and brown skin so tempting; every girl in the college wanted to crawl under him even knowing he was one ruthless man.
Last year, he punctured his skin with a tattoo on his body that complimented him very well.
He opened his long muscular arms, looked around, and racked his Black-thick curls.
In front of his eyes, there is a big campus; his college,
‘Saint Xavier College of Business Management
He was the uncrowned king of this college.
The biggest bully who wanted to rule on his terms feared no one, as his mother was a significant contributor to this college and a valuable trustee. He closed the door and pressed the car key lock with the pad of his thumb.
“I am hungry.” He exhaled another warm air while heading towards the college canteen.
Within a few moments, his sycophant friends joined him on the way.
They wanted to stick to him for the little favors; he knew them very well, but he used to enjoy these dual masked people.
His only genuine friend was Matt, who always wanted to correct his action while teaching him life lessons and how to respect people.
Xander, surrounded by fake friends, walked towards Matt’s car.
“Hello, Brother,” Xander smirked and hugged him.
“Again?” Matt rolled his eyes and gave him a doubtful look while brushing a long hair from his t-shirt.
“What?” Xander said.
“You did it again on a college campus?” Matt rolled his eyes.
“What? Practically I did in my car, not on the campus.”
Matt caught him off guard.
“You are a...., At least respect where you come for studies.” Matt jerked his hand.
“Come on, Matty, the one thing I come here is for you, and these girls are my sidekicks.”
Xander laughed.
“Seriously? I am telling you, Xan. Their curses will come on you when you fall in love with a girl.” Matt warned him.
Xander wadded as he ignored Matt’s words completely
“You started again; stop this bullshit. Women are only for my pleasure. I am not a man who falls in love with any of them; I am a lion who wants every lioness in his territory.”
Xander modulated his voice.
“One day, this lion will fall in love.” Matt raised his brow.
While Matt tried to convince Xander to respect the woman in his life, a college bus came onto the campus.
“New batch,” a voice came from Xander’s back.
It’s the beginning of the new college year. The school-graduated students came to start their first year in this reputed college.
Some showed confidence to enter this place, while others who knew about Xander’s terror were scared to face him.
The worst thing for freshman students was they didn’t know they were assigned to the same building as the senior students.
Between all these sights, an innocent girl pulled her bag on her shoulder, wore blue jeans and a White tank top, and walked out of the bus. She looked around with her blue eyes and filled her chest with the fresh campus air.
“Finally,” she whispered.
Xander was busy talking to Matt, and the girl crossed him. For a few seconds, he felt something when he first saw her glimpse, but then the very next moment, he made himself busy winning his verbal war against Matt.
“Ragging time,” a voice came from the side.
They reminded Xander he was in his senior year now, and a new batch of students came where he needed to manifest his terror in their minds.
But he didn’t know his life was about to change.
‘Ragging time’As the new batch entered the college, it was time for seniors to dictate to juniors with rules and commandments. But before they marched towards this new herd of freshman batch, the dean came to greet them.“Good morning, everyone,” he took them on the college tour and finally showed them their class.“So here is your class, and beware of your seniors. They might come. But you need not worry. Our college has strong policies against bullies.” These were his words when he left the class.All the students looked at each other and introduced themselves. The first day seemed pretty refreshing, and the Professors were amiable.With the surety of getting protection from the bullies, some students were relaxed, but some were afraid as they knew the reality of what their DEAN said was a piece of fake news.They knew their DEANS, as well as the Chancellor, scared of Xander Baston.It’s better to surrender and best not to answer him back. Otherwise, he will make your life hell for
With first-day wishes, the Dean dismissed the class with an ear-to-ear smile. It was a beautiful day except for an unexpected encounter with the rude seniors. The classmates were cool. The atmosphere looked suitable, but they didn’t know what awaited them at the next moment. As the Dean went out of the class, the seniors entered with a grimace on their faces. “Sit down, all of you,” Victor announced in a firm voice.“Good afternoon, everyone.”“I hope you all had a wonderful day, but now it’s time for the real college.”Everyone looked at each other with confused faces.“Let’s introduce yourself. Who wants to go first?” another senior said.They did what they instructed to them. One after another, they introduced themselves, giving seniors time to make fun of them. When the introduction ended, the seniors announced the rules. And the condition might develop if they don’t follow it.The whispers of consequences filled the room, and Xander entered the classroom. Everyone cocked towards
The following day, Aoife found herself in front of the Dean’s office. Confused, she looked around before knocking on the door. The humiliation gifted by the seniors flashed in her mind. It was not only what they did in the class, but what level they stoop to mistreat her. Being a girl who lived independently, she couldn’t accept this in justice anymore. She decided she would see no one else suffer for the same reason: “Am I doing right or wrong?” She quietly whispered in her mind.At last, she gathered the courage to knock on the door.“Come in,” the voice came from the other side of the door.She entered and greeted the Dean with a smile.“Good morning, sir,” “Good morning. What brings you here? Miss....,” The Dean answered.“Aoife Marshall,” she added.“Sir, as you mentioned, your college has a strict policy against bullies,” her confident voice changed Dean’s expression.“Yes,”She took a step closer to his brown table.“I am here to complain against Xander, Victor, and Zareena,”
~Xander~I was alone in my classroom, watching stupid posts while scrolling my phone screen. The day seemed fine, as all my mates were out and I was waiting for Matt. I heard a knock and didn’t bother to look at it. I mean, who will knock before entering the class?Once again, my annoying ears heard the same sound, and this time I jerked my neck to rebuke the person. Out of my expectation, I saw her. It was none other than the new birdie looking at me. I stuffed the phone in my front pocket and walked toward her. With a blush, she lowered her peer.“What are you doing here?” I said, while scanning her beauty. She tucked her strands, and my eyes caught her tattoo again.“Can I see you?” She answered.What is she doing here? Didn’t she know others would insult her more than ever for entering the senior’s classroom? And why was she talking to me like that?Her cheeks turned red, and the composed breathing hooked my attention. Her voice was seductive, and I couldn’t say no even if I wante
~Aoife~ The morning was cold and foggy, just like my life going on these few days. I used to love this weather when mom made hot cocoa for me, and we watched movies together. And now she is gone; this weather makes me feel alone. I was awake, looking at her picture close to my bed. “Good morning, Mum,” I remembered she loved to kiss my forehead and never forget to mention, welcome the new day with fresh energy, but I didn’t want to get out of bed. Why would I? No motivation was left to make me stand out of my bed, nor was I eager to start my day. When I came here, I was ready to win the world. But in the last few days, everything changed. And all I wanted was to hide where these people couldn’t torture me anymore. I just wanted these days to be over. But what about the promises I made to my mother? I promised her to conquer everything, every fear in my life. I glanced at my tattoo, Love Never Fails. She used to call me the love of her life. She reminds me of her presence with
~Aoife~Well, that didn’t go well. How could I expect good from the wrong person? How did I hope he would let me go quickly?They plotted against me, and now they started being physical. Zareena pushed me hard, and I got scratches on my hand and elbow. But I was wondering why Xander behaved differently. He even said sorry, even when he knew he was behind all this chaos.After my strange meeting with Xander, I came to my class, where Luka and Clara were waiting for me.“Is everything alright? What did he say?” Clara jumped on her toes.I pressed my lips. What should I say?I told them everything, and I could feel they struggled to believe what Xander did for
~Xander~She left her innocent eyes on my soul. This moment reminds me of a story. Some folks who needed emotional rescue were trapped in icebergs that took many years to form. When you bring your gentle flame to their outer walls and melt a little, if they are brave enough, they will light their internal flame and allow the ice to melt. If they are afraid, they will add more layers of ice faster than you can melt it.Unknowingly, I felt the same. Aoife was an unknown flame that melted my heart, and I was not ready for the change.My playboy image wanted to bite every part of her delicate body, while my heart wanted to be with her. In this turmoil, when Zareena pushed her, it enraged my emotions.My angry look toward Zareena scared her off; she stomped outside.I didn’t understand the cause of my sudden anger. Is Aoife controlling me? Or does Zareena’s misbehavior towards Aoife affect me?All I knew was her teary eyes influenced me. With all this emotional roller coaster, I saw her l
~AOIFE~It’s been a few days since I saw Xander in the library. The last encounter with him was more than enough for me. I decided on the same day to stay away from him. His presence gives me shivers. Bad or good, I don’t know. But he suffocates me. His piercing eyes made me feel something else. Even though I could not look at him, from the corner of my eyes, I could feel his eyes traveling through my body, observing every bit of my emotions. Well, what amazed me was he took my side in front of his chick. He was like a mystery to me I could not solve.I would definitely keep a distance from a man who doesn’t respect a woman. Shaking my head, I want to drop every crippling thought of Xander coming into my mind. I am not here to study his behavior. I am here to fulfill my dreams. It seems my apology to Xander worked; the last few days went well;