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Inaya’s POV

“Coming to an 8AM class by 10:55 AM,” Professor Marcel's voice made me pause my step at the entrance of the class, “Miss Inaya do you care to explain to the class why?” Professor Marcel said without turning back.

Oh shit, this man was on my nerves again, “I had family issues to deal with.”

Professor Marcel walked closer to me, “I didn’t hear that.”

I scoffed mentally forgetting the fact I needed to talk at a certain pace for him to understand, “I….. had….. family….. issues..” I said slowly, purposely mocking him, and the entire class burst into laughter.

“Family matters? Yet you reek of alcohol,” Professor Marcel spat out in disgust, “Are you even sober? Coming late to my class should stop.”

“And who do you think you are to tell me that?” I furrowed my eyebrows, “You should remember your place in Lexington law school, you are just a mere professor here.”

“My place?” Professor Marcel looked at me sternly, “Miss Inaya as a law student, if you were to punish someone for certain bad behaviors, what punishment would you give?”

I smiled mentally, he was definitely talking about me, I looked at my watch, “It’s 11 AM, your class is over.”

“See me in my office on Monday morning,” Professor Marcel said as he arranged his textbooks, “Class that will be all.”

I looked him in the eyes, “I will not be coming to your office for any reason,” I said making sure he read my lips.

“Okay, then get ready for a disciplinary meeting,” Professor Marcel turned towards the door, “And also I will make sure you never practice law in this country,” he said and walked away.

He would make sure I never practiced law? That’s crazy, a mere professor dared to threaten me, Inaya Seraphina Valentino. I will make sure he eats his tongue.

I snickered, “Are you sober?” My shy friend, Keona Brooks asked as I sat beside her.

“Since when has Inaya ever been sober?” Hayes Brooks, Keona's twin brother, laughed, “I’m surprised her best friend is sober today.”

Keona was such a lovely and timid girl; she was cute with her glasses, while Hayes was completely different. he was jovial and extremely friendly. They are both like opposite sides of the coin, sometimes I wondered how they were twins.

“Shut up Hayes,” My best friend Eveline hissed at Hayes, “Why do you always attack him?”

Eveline and I were practically the same person in different bodies, we think alike and act alike, maybe that’s why we are best friends.

I always attack a lot of people so I didn’t know who Eveline was talking about, “Who?”

“That hottie,” I rolled my eyes when I realized she was talking about Professor Marcel.

For some reason, she thinks Professor Marcel was hot and she wants him, but for me, it was the opposite.

“I hate that man with passion, if I had two lives, I would dedicate one to destroying him,” I spat out of spite.

“Why do you hate him when you were wrong from the beginning?” Keona was trying to get on my nerves but I won’t answer her.

“That’s you. If I had two lives, I would dedicate one to getting Professor Marcel in my bed,” Eveline said dreamily, “And yes, didn’t you want to fire him?”

“Isn’t he married?” Hayes asked a question we didn’t know the answer to.

“Yes, but Mother said his connection is strong, so there is nothing I can do for now,” I explained to them what Mother had said. I wondered who hired him.

“Let’s leave that aside. What is the plan for your sister’s wedding?” Hayes asked as he handed me a vape.

I pushed it back to him. I wasn’t in the mood to smoke. “I know she is getting married to the son of a presidential candidate, but I don’t know who. Anyway, the wedding is tonight, y’all are invited.”

Eveline stood up and asked us, “Who has tampons here?”

I opened my bag and handed the tampon to her, “I haven’t seen my period since last month.”

“You should get a pregnancy kit,” Eveline said, taking the tampon from my hand. “Congratulations in advance.”

“Tomorrow after the wedding I will check,” I flashed her a smile, “Congratulations? My dad will kill me,” I stood up, “I should go home now, there is a lot to do before the wedding,” I hugged my friends and left the classroom.

“I think Inaya Valentino is a huge problem,” I paused when I heard someone say.

I was about to attack the person when another person said, “I mean, who wouldn’t, if I had the type of power and influence her Father, her late Mother, and stepmother have, I would be out of control.”

I smiled when I saw someone understood me and walked away to the car, “Your Father wishes to see you,” Nevan, my personal bodyguard, handed me a bottle of water.

“Reasons?” I took it from his hand.

“I don’t know,” Nevan said. “Drive,” he said to the driver.

Just as expected the house was busy, different arrangements being made here and there for Karisa’s wedding.

I knocked on Father’s door before I entered the reading room, “You sent for me.”

Father looked up from his desk, he opened the desk and threw a document at me. I balled my hand into a fist and picked up the sealed envelope from the floor. “What is this about?”

“What is that about?!” Father yelled as he stood up from the chair, “Why do you keep embarrassing me? Why do you keep bringing me out to the public?”

I opened up the document to see it was from Professor Marcel, and I gritted my teeth. Again that man was crossing the line. He just made my hatred grow even more.

“I will take care of it,” I said to my father.

Father removed his watch, he dropped it on the table and slapped me across the face, “Harassing your professor, smoking directly at him, taking off your shirt in class, having an illegal weapon in class, where did you even get a gun? Have you finally lost it!!!”

Taking off my shirt in class, it’s not like I stripped or anything, I was just hot that day.

“I will handle my issue myself,” I said again, just as expected Father slapped me again.

“A disciplinary hearing will be held for you, you should apologize to him before then so he can call it off,” Father said, sitting back on his chair. “That will be best for all of us.”

In my life, I don’t hate people, I just dislike them, and when I dislike them, I always make sure to teach them a lesson, but since I got into Lexington Law School, I have hated Professor Marcel.

I detest Father, but I hate Professor Marcel. “I refuse to apologize to him; I will handle him by myself.”

“Inaya!!” Father yelled, “What is wrong with you? What exactly is your problem?”

“Can’t you just support me this once?” I didn’t plead, I asked with authority, “I want to punish him, nobody has ever dared challenge me but he did.”

“What have you become?” Father looked at me with disbelief, “You have become an unrecognizable monster.”

Look at him speak as if he were any good, “You don’t know why I became this way? Ever since I walked out of that funeral, I have been this way.”

Father took a deep breath and looked away from me, “After Karisa’s wedding, hand in your letter of withdrawal to your school and prepare for your own wedding.”

“You can’t do that to me,” I yelled aggressively.

“I’m your Father and that is final!” Father yelled back at me.