THE ALPHA'S ADDICTION
He asked, sitting up properly on his lofty arm chair, his hands stretched flatly on the desk.
"Today is also my first time of seeing you in class. Where have you been? …sir?" She asked, deciding to pay him back in his own coin, chipping in the sir, as if it was an afterthought, a smirk finding its way on her lips as she saw him huff in annoyance.
"Miss Drackson…" He called.
"Yes…" She answered sweetly, too sweetly, that the professor scoffed.
"You don't want to go down that way." He said, amusement dancing in his eyes.
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