His Class

Christian

Slamming the alarm shut, my eyes sluggishly skimmed around were it gaze on the woman beside me embedded in her sleep.

‘Fucking bitch.’ I groaned, dragging myself out of the covers. It was already seven in the morning and I had my first lecture at nine. Normally, I don’t really wake up this late, it was because I slept passed my first alarm.

It didn’t take long before I got myself ready, my eyes fixed on the multiple watches lined on the show case, trying to decide the best which would fit my outfit.

“Chris….” The feminine voice reached my hearing and it had my jaw twitching slightly. Her hands came wrapping around my waist. “Good morning…” Her head resting against the firmness of my back.

She knew how I hate when someone touches me, but yet she deliberately did it anyways.

“It’s too fucking early to have you thrown out of here Ana.” Aggressively and harshly, I preyed her hands off me, before pushing her body off mine.

She gave a crooked smile, completely, her naked body pledged my view where I had chose to ignore it.

“And why would you do that when you can have me anytime you want.” She pushed her boobs upwards, thought I didn’t know what she was trying to achieve while doing that.

Nonchalance, my eyes pulled away from her breast. I returned my gaze to the watch showcase, settling for a silver one, where I worded.

“Unlike someone who’s comfortable with spending my father’s money, there are people like me who has to work to avoid the Grey family hanging my neck.” I twitched my eyes back to her, posing a smirk at her. “But thought I have to warn you, knowing how business egoist my brother is, you should put it at the back of your mind that you won’t be getting a cent of the Grey family’s money once my father dies.”

Her eyes rolled, having her body leaned on the wall while I had the watch fasten against my wrist.

“Argh…I fucking know that which is the reason I hate that brother of yours with passion, I wish I could just poison him and have him dead.”

Softly I chuckled, “Careful there with your words sweetheart, and I hate him more than you. Too bad that his daddy’s favorite son.”

Sebastian was the perfect son, someone who my father was wholly proud off that he wouldn’t mind to show him off around where ever he went, and there was me, the opposite of everything my father wanted. However, wouldn’t it be too dull to have me behave like my brother where I can be the rebellious one with other special qualities.

“Anyways, knowing that he won’t spare me a dime, I’m already trying to sugar coat your father into adding me to his will.”

“Good luck with Sebastian around.” I straighten my shirt, standing in front of the mirror. “Don’t wreck my place and thought it would be better you leave, I could use you around once I come back.”

“I forgot to ask, where’s your sub? Haven’t seen her around?”

I moved closer to her, reaching to play with the strand of her hair, “Learn how to mind your business darling, it would do you some good.”

Leaving my penthouse, I was already driving to the university when my phone flashed with an incoming call.

“Good morning professor Grey, a girl just left my office after filling an assault complain on you.” Taking a short pause, she added the students name. “Her name is Juliana Gabby’s.”

My eyebrow raised, “Oh did she?” My thoughts automatically reaching to the bitch from yesterday. The brave and bold Juliana Gabby’s. It seems that the girl was actually more clueless than I thought.

“Unfortunately, I have to submit it to the board members but I just wanted to inform you ahead.” Said the lady, were I didn’t have anything against what she said. She was mainly doing her job.

“Of course you can Lina, and thank you for the heads up but then again….don’t.” My thoughts already spinning diabolically.

“Huh…I don’t quite get you Professor Grey.” Confusion racked through her tone.

“I’m sure you can allow this one slide away from the board member’s hands right? Have you forgotten the good times we spent together at your birthday? Unless you think the matter isn’t something I can handle?”

“Hmmm…of course not professor Grey, I will have someone deliver the form to your office.” I smiled, how easy to have these people under my palm. Having them tie down to debts they can’t ever repay.

Ending the call, I couldn’t help but lengthen my smile at the foolishness of the Julianne girl, I guess she hasn’t gotten the memo that I owned this campus, and nothing can bypass underneath my breath.

“What brings you here Christian?” Harry stood up, where he was probably getting ready for his class.

I dragged out the chair, taking a seat. “I want you to do something for me.” His eyes popping out with question. “Aren’t you the one taking the dance class for literature department?” Clueless he shook his head before he spoke.

“And why are you asking?”

“I would like to take over that class and you can take mine.” His mouth went jaw dropped, staring at me like he couldn’t believe his hearing at my statement.

“Since when we’re you interested in dance Chris? You hate dancing.”

I shrugged my shoulders, “Well you can say that is something I gained interest in recently, a certain someone has made me gain that interest.”

Suspiciously he eyed me closely, probably trying to figure out why I suddenly showed up this morning wanting to take over his class.

“Fine but don’t do anything that would have me implicated Christian, I just fucking got into the good books of your brother.” He brought some books, “This is what---”

“There’s no need for that Harry, I have something special and different in mind to teach them today.” The deviousness of my thoughts scaling through my head which was directed to a certain someone.

While I was being deprived away by my thoughts, Harry must have caught onto something by my expression and the suddenness of me wanting to take his dance class.

He pointed out, getting out from his chair. “Wait on there Chris boy, I’m actually taking some freshmen today, don’t tell me it’s related to that girl….”

I flipped my head to gaze at the ceiling, breathing out. “What do you think Harry?” My fingers came pressing on my lips, my eyes already visualizing her face. “It would be wrong of me not to teach her a little lesson.”

“Fuck Chris, why don’t you just have her out of the school or something? I heard from Lina that she’s a postulant, you wouldn’t want to get all dirty and messy with her Chris, thought I doubt you would be able to get her on your bed.” Expressed Harry, and it had me snapping a deadly gaze at him.

“I can have whatever woman I want on my bed, and the list doesn’t have an exception not even to a nun.” Actually that’s why I’m going after her.

I have fucked and tasted a lot of women through my years, that even my father’s wives weren’t exempted from that list but there was something which came with the thought that she was saving herself for God. Not wanting to be touched by men, and the thought alone had sparked something withing me.

To have her regret this choice of commitment she made.

My dull eyes snapped back at Harry, “I don’t think it’s a good idea Christian, leave her alone.” He advised, but he knew me better than backing off, not especially when there’s a hot innocent pussy in the lose.

Approximately, the class was starting at nine, and let’s say that I decided to reach there a little bit late.

Their chatting voice echoing in the dance hall, that immediately I stepped in, all eyes snapped at me, a gasp of silence erupted from the place.

“Professor Grey?” The dance assistant’s voice hurled with surprise, having him quickly matching to where I stood.

My dark hues hurling and lingering to find that not so familiar face. I spotted her.

“Professor Harry is the one taking this class today…”

“Change of plans, Harry was too busy to have informed you, I will be the one in charge here today.” Pulling my eyes away from the students, especially one certain human. I had my eyes falling on the dance assistant, “Do you have a problem with that Mr Brandon?”

“Definitely not, professor Grey, today’s class is a combination of freshmen and second year student, we normall----”

“Shut the fuck up would you?” my eyes snapped at him with irritation, knowing that he was blabbing too many unnecessary words.

Having my gaze resumed on the students, I stepped forward a bit, gaining more of their needed attention.

“Today I will be taking the space of Professor Harry, and unlike his boring classes, I will be having things spiced up a bit. Today will be an Erotic dance class.” I couldn’t help it but to find me eyes moving back into the sea of students, finding my hues on her.