All Chapters of Scammed of his heart : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Ethan POV What the hell!Stefan.It can't be. I blinked continuously, as I used the sheets of the bed to rub my eyes out, trying to remove the dust that never existed.“Well don't you have quite the cute morning face,” my heart sank at his voice, as it broke every shred of hope I had of this being a dream.Just why the hell was Stefan right in front of me and naked at that!I jolted right up with the sheets covering my nakedness,“Just… just what the hell do you think you are doing here, Stefan? How exactly did you even get here?” I rammed him with questions as my eyes wavered all over the room, the sight of clothes on the floor, scared my mind.My eyes shifted right back to him, blazed with fury,“Just what did you do to me, Stefan?”His grin grew wider, his eyes twinkling, as though he was watching an amusing show,“What do you think?”“You do know I will sue you for this, right? How dare you break into my room?” I said.He gave a short scoff, as he stood right up, his bare chest fill

Ethan POV Anytime, any day.Any time, any day.Any time, any day…Those words rang continuously in my head, non-stop.“Hey Ethan, earth to Ethan,” Silver intense pinch on my back, brought me right back to reality, her eyes staring at me in disbelief.“Jeez, what the hell, silver?” I voiced out, I slowly massaged my back, my eyes questioning just why she would do that. “The teacher,” she whispered, as her eyes steered me to the front.There our head lecturer Mr Cliff, a man known for his massive rigidity, furiously glared at me, hitting the table with so much emphasis with just a pen in his hand.Ohh shit.“Mr Morello.” his voice echoed, cold, urging me to rise at once.“Yes, Mr Cliff,” I answered, with a nervous chuckle right behind it.“Exactly what do you think you are doing in my class?” he snapped, his tone stern as his eyes flashed with annoyance.I straightened my back that instant, my laugh gone,“Learning, sir.”“About what Mr Morello,” his emphasis on my family name, became

Ethan POV“Exactly how is this even possible?” I questioned, my whole body stuck, stunned at the sight of him being right in front of me.He walked slowly ignoring my question, his eyes, scowling my body as he took a seat, opening a box of cigarettes.“You.” I paused, his intense gaze halting my words.I cleared my throat, my eyes fluttered avoiding those eyes of his, “You can't smoke in here, that's against the faculty rules.”A smirk emerged on his face, “Ohh I know, kid.” he paused, his hand reaching right into his pockets, bringing out a lighter.He lit the stick of the smoke on his mouth, slowly inhaling it and then blowing it right to my face, forcing me to inhale the crap he smokes.I coughed, waving my hands to clear the air, “So how exactly do you even know Caleb?”“He's a course mate of mine, who now owes me a massive favour,” his response, straight to the point.I nodded slowly to his words, “Ohh I see, he's a course mate of yours…” and then it hit me,“Huh… wait…” I paused

Ethan POV Paralysed by the abrupt sounds of steps, my hands went straight to my mouth, trying to hold in my voice, as the footsteps drew even closer, my eyes circled right to Stefan, his fingers on his lips as he, thrusted even deeper with no sign of hesitation.This bastard, does he want us to get caught? This is an official professor's office for goodness’s sake, if I get caught here, I'll be so dead…mmmh.The steps grew even closer, now we could tell there were two, and then I heard a voice, one voice that sent my mind running through a thousand miles of horror.“Mr Cliff, you do know I would be very busy this weekend, and it's practically impossible for me to comply with this.” The voice was low, conflicted.A voice I could recognize even on my deathbed. Asher's.My eyes widened in fear as Stefan devilish eyes glistened, his grin larger, seeming to be rejoicing in the delight of my fear at that moment, “Now do be quiet, well, unless you want dear big brother to find out you are

Ethan POV The air of the lecture theatre was thick enough to choke in. My skin prickled under the weight of both their stares, as neither retracted.Asher's look was pure, blunt, void of emotion as he stared at me with a hint of discontent and suspicion in his eyes, as they narrowed all over my body, seeming to be faced by my dreadful look.Stefan, however, had a smug look with his sarcastic grin, widened in pride at the sight of my dishevelled state, his grin a possessive one, a silent reminder of the morning excuse, that was currently making my blood boil.I dropped my gaze to the floor, focusing on the marks on the scurf tile.“Breathe Ethan, breath,” I muttered to myself, trying to calm my emotions, my head still down.I just can't let Asher see the anger, he just can't see me in such a state again, I promised.And I certainly do not want to give that jerk the pleasure of watching me boil in rage right now.Mr Cliff's voice cut through my thoughts, “Given the…disappointing perfor