IN THE PROFESSOR'S OFFICE II

Emma felt the tendrils of compulsion wrapping her all over. What can this be? She thought as she kept looking at the professor who gazed at her with those midnight black eyes of his, which now looked even more alluring and magnetic, the man as a whole actually. She discovered that she wanted to obey the professor with every fiber of her being, but also found out that she could snap out of this silly haze if she wanted to. She decided to try, to see what could happen, and what this thing might mean.

"I told you nothing; I was just on a sick leave." She stated innocently, hiding a smirk as she saw the look of shock and unbelief that washed over the professor's face, but which disappeared as immediately as they had come. She reasoned out that he must be surprised that his charm or whatever he was doing, wasn't working out all.

She almost gasped out in fear and fright, as she saw him stand up from his chair sharply. She watched with brows furrow