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Let's go together after the class ended . Elina knew few of her classmates already got their money from their shares and few already bought new cars that of course a bit eye catching especially Mark . She heard from Lilian ,he got almost a billion profit from his investment and the shares he bought. He bought the new black Bugatti Veyron and indeed it's very eye catching especially to the young boys .

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In a way it does. Eli sets Jonah down gently. His hands are old again. Spotted. Veined. He hides them in his sleeves, but Lyana sees anyway and her fierce expression softens. “Grandpa Eli, you can sit in the new classroom,” she says. “It has chairs that grow to fit you.” Eli smiles, and for a second his face flickers younger, then settles back to old. “I would like that.” The first classroom is the bark-walled building Sky grew last week, chalkboards smooth as river stone. The second one does not exist yet. That is the point.

His eyes locked onto me immediately, a dark smile tugging at his lips. “Miss Bennett, you’re late,” he said, his voice smooth but commanding. “Come to the front. We were just discussing themes of submission in classic literature. Perhaps you can help demonstrate.” My heart raced as I walked to the front of the class, feeling every eye in the room on my barely-covered body. Twenty elite students, mostly rich, dominant men, watched with hungry interest. “Yes, Professor,” I whispered, dropping to my knees in front of his desk without being told. “How would you like me to demonstrate?”

Stephanie nudges me lightly. “I’m fine,” I say quickly, offering a small smile as we reach our seats. We sit….Stephanie on one side, Lucas on the other. I exhale quietly, trying to shake off the lingering tension when the classroom door opens, and the lecturer walks in. There's instant silence as chairs straighten, voices drop, and the book opens, then the lecture begins. Time passes with us taking notes, explanations, and from occasional whispers from Stephanie. “This man talks like he’s being paid per word,” she whispers at some point, groaning softly.

he asked again. “No,” I whispered. “Then you can go.” This time he gestured lightly toward the door behind me. And slowly— Almost shamefully— I dragged my feet out of the room. One painful step after another. --- The Following Monday. LILY. A Lecture Hall on Campus. Lily sat comfortably in the front row of the ECO 412 classroom between Megan and Hailey while a young female professor stood in front of the class explaining the topic of the day. Economic theories.

Elena The campus café was loud during lunch rush, packed with students shouting orders at the counter and scrambling for empty tables. Elena sat wedged into a corner booth with Harper and Lila, their trays crowded with food and textbooks shoved to the side. Harper was talking with her mouth full, gesturing wildly with a french fry. “I’m serious. Professor Chen looked directly at me when he said someone in this class clearly isn’t prepared for upper-level coursework.” “Maybe because you walked in twenty minutes late,” Lila said, scrolling through her phone without looking up.

Eli’s POV I saw the text when I woke up. “Read page 117. Bring it to class. Say the line out loud. Then come find me.” That was it. No hello, no good morning. Just instructions, clear and sharp. I lay in bed staring at it, my heart rate already picking up. The book was on my nightstand. Delta of Venus. She gave it to me last week. Said it was for “context.” I hadn’t made it to page 117 yet.

I can tell something's up. Eli takes another sip of coffee, using the moment to gather his thoughts and control his expression Eli: sighs softly, deciding to deflect the conversation Listen, I'll tell you if anything... significant happens, okay? gives Nathan a meaningful look For now, let's just focus on getting to class on time, yeah? Nathan nods, grabbing his backpack from the kitchen chair Sounds like a plan, roomie. Let's jet, don't wanna be late for Professor Hartley's lecture. That man loves punctuality more than my grandma loves her knitting circle. chuckles as he slings his bag over his shoulder

“I mean, he sleeps with them like it’s a hobby. And it’s annoying really.” “Wow.” “Let’s go to business class,” I said, rising to my feet with a stretch.. She nodded, and we both headed out together. *** In the private hall, Elena bent over and whispered, “Why aren’t all our classmates here?” “This is for the top ten wealthiest students,” I whispered back. Just then, Lucien and Kade walked in. I immediately grabbed my phone and checked my reflection on the screen—lip gloss still intact and my hair still perfect.