He blinked and turned to look at me. His eyebrows furrowed, and he let out a sigh.
"This is the last time we will meet alone, Laurene. I will forget what we did. You know we can't tell anyone about this."
The pain engulfed me. I expected this, but I still can't help but feel hurt and disappointed. But I didn't reveal it because it was my plan first and after we break up now, his marriage to that woman will be ruined. If I see them together again, I will make sure to send the video that we had s*x. Even if he gets mad at me, it's okay, as long as he doesn't marry anyone.
"I can't promise you that, Professor. We still meet each other in University. Do you want me to come into your office all the time?"
He just looked at me coldly and stood up. "Laurene, stop it. Don't try. Do you know what the consequences are if you are always near me? We can both be expelled. Especially since you're still a student."
I snorted but just ignored what he said. "I won't do anything if you leave your fiance, Professor."
He just looked at me blankly and seemed to be judging me. I didn't look at him for a long time and stood naked.
"Fuck, don't wander around naked!"
I just grinned and continued to face him. It can hardly look at me.
"I know you look for me too, Professor. I can make you enjoy your life as a man. I can give you pleasure whatever and whenever you want. Just call me and I'll be there." I giggled and took my clothes and entered the shower room. I am still twitching to show my butt.
I'm not really sure about what I said earlier that he should look for me but he won't lose to me anymore. I'm younger than her fiance. Based on their age, they are suitable because Professor Zaiden is already in his 30s, but if he only married that girl because he wanted to settle down, then I will mess with them until Professor Zaiden becomes mine. He is only mine and no woman can claim him but me.
Professor Zaiden was gone after I showered. It looks like he really left me because I don't have his stuff in the room anymore. Even though I had a good time last night, I didn't really forget my goal. Good thing he didn't see the remote that I just hid on the bed.
I took the small camera that I just put on the wall just enough to capture what happens inside the room. I just pressed something and the video is on my cellphone. When I pressed play, I just covered my mouth to stop laughing. I made a lot of noise last night, it was obviously very good.
I dressed in simple clothes and put on my glasses. I don't want to wear my contact lenses because it's too difficult. It's my first time to wear something like that so if possible, I really don't want to try it again.
When I got out of the hotel it was getting late. I slept really long earlier. It's okay, it's worth it even if I look like I've been beaten because of the pain in my body right now. I'll just rest it for a few days.
I thought again about Professor Zaiden's reaction last night. He is different when in bed. He is losing his gentlemanliness. He becomes fierce. When are we going to do that? I hope I can taste him more.
I walk fast towards the Classroom. I was ten minutes late and it's minus again when we have quizzes. I'm just late now because I couldn't sleep last night thinking about what happened. I can't move on from what we did.
There were almost no students in the hallway, so I hastened my pace, turning it into a run until I reached the door.
They looked at me at the same time because of my sudden opening of the door. It looks like I've been teased by several hundred people because of my hair. Sweat was also dripping from my forehead because of the rush.
"You're 12 minutes late, Laurenestine Valencia."
My heart beat faster when Professor Zaiden and I met each other's eyes. He was wearing glasses and his white and black long sleeve was folded while standing in front. He was also writing something on the whiteboard.
He was the first to look back and I tried not to smile because he called me by my full name. It was the first time he called my full name!
"S-sorry, Prof. It won't happen again."
He gestured for me to sit down and I immediately went straight to my seat while bowing.
"Perhaps Valencia will imagine again on the way and then laugh alone again." Said one of my male classmates.
Everyone laughed but I didn't react and just took my notebook. I keep a picture of Professor Zaiden on the cover of my notebook and when I can't see him, I always peek at it. And since the Professor is here, I won't look at it first and will look at the owner first. My smile couldn't disappear while looking at Professor Zaiden.
I want to scream because he is so handsome now. Then, I tasted more. I'm lucky hehe.
"Sir. Zaiden is really fat. The back is already yummy." A nearby chair giggled. I shot them an angry glare that others noticed, my face clearly showing frustration. It was a silent warning.
He's mine. They have no right to praise my Professor.
The other just raised an eyebrow before he sat down properly. My only advantage is that they are afraid to interact with me. Unless there are groupings because they really have no choice.
I smiled again and turned to Professor Zaiden, who was now speaking. I listened intently, jotting down notes in my notebook without taking my eyes off him. Another scene entered my mind again where he looked at me with lust while half naked. Wow! I want to jump for joy!
"Valencia? Are you listening?"
I woke up from my trance when everyone was looking at me. I'm already humming in front like an idiot. I stood up immediately because there might be a recitation.
"What is the question, Prof?"
Everyone giggled because of what I said. Professor Zaiden just shook his head and returned to the table.
"The classes have already ended, Valencia. Where did your imagination go so you didn't notice?"
"Sir, it looks like it's thinking about something again, sir. It's just like that, always floating!" There was no student who didn't laugh but I just ignored it and sat down again.
"Quiet class. That's bullying. Do you want all of you to be called by dean?"
I secretly rolled my eyes because of their sudden silence. What are they now? Professor Zaiden is defending me. Of course, I'm just better than all of them here.
"And to you, Ms. Valencia. Don't always stare. You didn't even pay attention to what I discussed here." He said calmly while looking at me.
How did he know that I just stared? I was looking at him.
"Sorry sir." That's all I said. He sighed and took his things.
"Follow me, Ms. Valencia. Ma'am Dasrael is requesting your presence."
I immediately stood up and took my bag without looking back. I immediately followed him and we were speechless as we walked to the office of the College department. Next to that is the library.
Ma'am Dasrael is always there but she won't clean the library for me. He asks me to do what he will present in his class because I am especially good at editing and I finish quickly. He doesn't even know how to work on PowerPoint because he's used to writing or not on Manila paper. It's no wonder, especially since he has been teaching here for several years. He will also go golden age next year.
I stopped when I hit my forehead. I was walking bent over because so many people were looking at us. The students are judging my existence again. I'm not doing anything to them. I hardly speak, and I'm always by myself, but I became known because they say I always smile alone.
I don't care about them. All I want to talk to is Professor Zaiden and no one else.
I fixed the glasses because they were about to fall off my face due to the collision and raised my face to look at the Professor who was looking at me.
"Why are you following me?"
I looked around and found myself in the office of the College department and passed the library. I scratched my nose and smiled at him doubtfully.
"Sorry, I'll be right back."
I didn't leave right away and waited for Professor Zaiden to enter his office but he didn't enter either so we looked like idiots standing in the way.
I bit my lip because I didn't know what to say. All my thick face retreated suddenly now. Because I'm not really comfortable when I'm on campus.
"Why aren't you moving? Do you have anything else to say?" He raised his eyebrows but he didn't move from where he was standing either.
"because, I'll just wait for you guys to come in before I leave hehe."
He looked at me strangely. Did he just now know that I've always been like this? I know that he notices me always coming here because I pay attention especially in the morning. I intentionally went to the old library and cleaned up just to catch a glimpse of him.
"No, don't wait for me. Go, now."
I shook my head and smiled. "You go first. I just want to see you enter safely."
He frowned."Does anyone have the guts to try on me? This is a school, Valencia not a street. Go away." He said that it was cold.
I snorted but also smiled at him. "Okay. You said it." I was thrilled to answer because aside from the grunting, we had a normal conversation.
I turned around and was about to walk when he must have said something again.
"And stop taking a picture of me, Ms. Valencia. I saw my picture in your notebook. You're being creepy."
I'm immune to this word in case the pain is especially coming from him. I swallowed because my emotions rose. I'm not a sensitive person. I can endure any hurtful words and I have never cried just because of words but--
I noticed that my tears immediately fell down my cheeks. I didn't look at him anymore and started walking again.
I stopped because someone grabbed my arm. Professor Zaiden grabbed me but I looked away. I don't want him to see me cry because he might be dissapointed and he won't pay attention to me anymore.
He tried to face my face with his hand but I was stubborn and quickly took my arm from it.
"do you have something to say?" I asked while turning my back. Keeping from sobbing. I heard him sigh deeply.
"I didn't mean anything by what I said to you, Ms. Valencia. It's just that-- what you're doing is frightening. Hiding pictures of a person and stalking them is called an obsession. You're becoming obsessed. "
I turned to him and still smiled. "Then, I'd rather be obsessed. I chose this, Professor Zaiden, and you can't take away what brings me happiness," I said and smiled bitterly. "Are you disgusted now that you know? But even if you are, I won't stop until you accept me, Professor Zaiden. Call me a freak, crazy, or a b*tch. I won't mind any of that, but I will make sure that you'll be mine in the end."
Professor Zaiden furrowed his brow, clearly taken back by my unexpected revelation. He released his grip on my arm, and there was a moment of tense silence between us.
"Valencia, this isn't something to take lightly. You can't force someone to accept you, especially not in such an intrusive way," he said sternly.
I laughed softly, every laugh bitter. "You think I'm joking, don't you? Well, Professor, I've never been more serious in my life. I know it sounds crazy, but love is supposed to be irrational, right?"
He sighed, looking conflicted. "Love? Valencia, what you're describing goes beyond love. It's an unhealthy obsession, and it's not something I can or should condone."
I took a step closer, locking eyes with him. "You're right; it's not something anyone should condone. But love is messy, isn't it? Sometimes it's not about doing the right thing; it's about doing what makes you happy."
His expression hardened. "This is not about happiness. It's about boundaries, respect, and understanding when to let go."
I smirked."You'll understand, Professor. In time, you'll see that what I feel is genuine. I can be the person who makes you happy."
To Be Continued...