Am I in love with the Billionaire's Son?

SilverNo matter how hard I tried. I knew for a fact that I wouldn't explain what was going on at that moment.His presence had weakened me to the point I had forgotten that I was supposed to fight him off by pulling my hand away.His eyes mesmerized me to the point that I had forgotten that at this very moment he was being a jerk."Let-let-let go"I managed to stutter as I whispered. But he still held unto it. Then I snapped and pulled my hand away. In my recovery feat, I heard a voice break into my thoughts."What is going on here, Mr Williams?"I looked to see a man standing before me. He was taller than me, looked like he was in his 50s and had a moustache that had covered under his nose."Um sir. I can explain"The jerk spoke. The jerk that held my hand spoke and I noticed he had a strong British accent. "I wish I had all the time to listen to you. Take your seats. The class is about to start"He said as he headed towards the podium and Emily dragged me to the corner. Whispering

The moment I saw him I knew I was done for. Why did fate have to be so cruel to me? Tell my why he had to be son of the man who had sponsored my scholarship?The faint pain of frustration that travelled through me in such a haste. I wasn't sure I was going to be able to breathe properly. The moment I realized that it was his father who had sponsored the scholarship that had brought me here and was probably going to keep me here knew I was cooked. "Shit"I expelled under my breath. How could this even happen. How was this possible? I glanced at him one more time before I could bring my head down hoping that he didn't see me but it was too late for that.He had not only seen me but he had recognized me and he let me know by signaling me with a wink.I retorted immediately and shifted my head towards another direction hopefully, it would calm my nerves down but man was I lying to myself."To represent his father and give a speech on behalf of his father, Henry Williams"The crowd roar

Why on earth was she standing there looking at me?"You're gay"Her voice peaked as she screamed those words out of her mouth."No fucking way. Bloody hell. Why would you say-""That you're gay?"She had a mischievous glare as she folded her arms and looked back at me."Gold-. I mean Silver""Gold?"She looked at me with a frown as the smirk on her face washed down. "I'm so-"I was about to say sorry when it hit me. I was about to apologize to her. Not a chance in hell."So what if I think your name is Gold, you're lucky I don't think it's Bronze"I said as I smirked and I saw her disappointed she looked, it made me elated in a way I just couldn't explain."Hm. You know what it doesn't matter. You're still gay""What no way"I said as I defended myself."Oh really? Then explain this?"She pulled out a red thong and raised it up. I looked even more confused."What does that have to do with anything"She looked at me with a smile ticked between her lips. What was she about to say?"Tell

Henry 4 AM. What was I doing? Looking for ways to make her pay for the embarrassment she had put me through. Yet nothing came to my mind. The only thing I wanted to do was beat my dick to thoughts of how her lips tasted. Wait, what?“Henry, we're going to be late for class”Javier’s voice rescued me from my thoughts. My very disturbing thoughts. I turned to look at him nonchalantly.“We've got Professor Rogers”Great. That guy. He was supposed to help my guardian put an eye on me to make sure I stayed out of trouble. “I'll be waiting for you downstairs-”“I'm not walking, we'll take the Ferrari”I cut Javier off. The very last thing I wanted to do was pretend like I was okay with walking around campus. “But, but-”“But what?”I looked at Javier with a very stern look. He bowed his head. He was getting on my nerves lately, with the whole scene with Silver. Wait, I got her name right.I don't know why he got nervous when she came around he was always unnecessarily nervous. She wasn'

SilverI couldn’t stop thinking about it. All night, the words kept echoing in my head like a bad song I couldn’t turn off. “It wouldn’t be good for Mr. Williams if he fails this class.” Professor Roger had said it so casually, like it was some casual warning, but the way his eyes lingered on Henry told me there was more. A lot more.Henry Williams was rich. Filthy rich. The kind of rich that would give people scholarships, one to which I was a benefactor to so most likely Mr Roger needed him to pass by all means. But what could failing one psychology class possibly mean to someone like him? A slap on the wrist? Daddy’s foundation writing another check? It didn’t make sense. But if there was anything that could actually hurt him, then maybe I could use it. Maybe I could force Professor Roger to switch our pairing. Or better, make Henry beg to be paired with someone else.I hated that I was even considering this. Hated that he had this much power over my peace. But after what happened