Chapter five

(Cassandra's POV)

It's another school day and I'm walking down the hall like a dreary zombie.

I couldn't sleep last night because of the strange erotic dreams I've been having for a few days now.

At first, it was just eyes as dark as coal that kept appearing, drawing me Into a state of security and comfort and I did sleep well.

All of a sudden, three nights ago, the eyes gained a lustful intensity and it also has a hot body but his face is unclear.

The things he did to me in those dreams are unmentionable and I'm a twenty-year-old virgin!. That has never happened to me before. I haven't even seen a man's private part except in biology.

I always wake up hot, bothered and my underwear would be wet from my arousal.

I asked mom about it and she said it's normal but there is nothing normal about continually having a very sexual make-out with an unknown man who disappears just before I climax.

"Hey Cassandra, you look as ugly as ever, more than usual." Mandy's irky voice reached my ears the moment I entered my class for food chemistry.

I'm too tired to answer the insecure bitch so I walked to the back row and sat close to the wall. I bring out the notes I need, place them on my desk and then I lay my head on them.

Mandy is probably the definition of an insecure hoe who wouldn't let me be. She's one of the many girls who worship the ground Princeton walks on.

Most of them, her being the worst, are very antagonistic towards me since Princeton always bothered my life.

I've seen him and Mandy together on a few occasions in an intimate stance and I thought they were dating until Michelle told me that he was trying to make me jealous, which was sad since I don't give a damn.

The class went on as usual but honestly, I really can't tell since I fell asleep and woke up when the teacher left and everyone was out the door.

Fortunately, I feel less tired and put my unused notes back in my bag and head for food microbiology in the biology laboratory.

We have only those two classes today according to the announcement last Friday and the rest of the day would be a seminar in the school hall.

It is quite hot today so I wore a sleeveless flounced gown that stopped just above my knee and my hair was tied up so that my neck could get some air.

The states were getting uncomfortable since I rarely wore gowns.

I almost jog to the hall and sigh in relief when I enter the bright noisy hall.

I make my way to the first row, close to the raised platform, and bring out a novel to read as I wait for the guest that the school invited.

I heard some girls behind me talking about the man and most of them were giggling in excitement.

Well, I'm guessing he'd be young and would most likely be a Casanova like Princeton. Well, whatever.

"Hey Cassie, you look gorgeous today."

Speak of the devil and he will appear.

He takes a seat beside me with his eyes roaming over my body and I almost squirm.

"Shut up and look away, jerk." I snapped at him.

He chuckles and keeps staring at me with a heated look. "You look really cute when you're upset," he whispers close to my ear and I feel like punching him and puking at the same time.

I tune him out for my peace of mind.

About five minutes later, the principal's secretary walked up the small stairs beside the raised platform and stood in the middle.

"Good day students. As we all know, the school has invited a very successful young businessman to speak to you all today and educate you on what your career choices in this department would look like after college. This young man started building his company at the age of twenty-one," she stops and smirks at the surprised gasps from the crowd.

"I know it's quite shocking and he has quickly moved up the ladder of success and is one of the most sought out bachelors in the city. He has a few other affiliate businesses but his main company is the Benson Corp. So let us welcome him with a round of applause, the CEO of the Benson Corporation, Matthew Benson!." She announces and we all stand up and clap.

I abruptly stop clapping as the addictive scent that I've been craving for the past week drifts into the hall and I frantically look around for the source of it.

My eyes land on the drop-dead gorgeous hunk walking up the platform who was also staring at me and it clicks.

It's him. He somehow left his delicious scent on that tree. He's the one that has been tormenting me and ruining my innocent mind.

Those eyes are dark if not darker than the ones in my dreams.

I could vividly imagine them heating up with lust and a shiver ran through my body as heat pooled in my stomach at the thought.

What is happening to me!.

(Matthew's POV)

Oh. My. God.

This is a bad idea, probably the worst idea of my life but I can't bring myself to regret it. My eyes flashed green and my fangs extended halfway in my mouth the moment I caught her scent.

She looks like something from my wildest dreams. She is wearing a gown today and her lovely legs are on display for my hungry eyes.

Her scent assails me the moment I step into the hall and I know that I won't be able to concentrate on my damn speech.

Her hair is tied in a bun causing her round soft looking face to pop out. She looks so innocent and adorable, untainted, flawless. Finally, I can see her eyes. They are a bluish-grey and she has a shocking dazed look in them and her cheeks were flushed a light pink.

Does she feel the pull too? the mate bond? the chaotic need to be close, to touch, to mate?. I'm going crazy.

It was when my secretary tapped my back that I realized that the applause had stopped and I had been standing there like a man struck by lightning. I saw my mate frown at the tap and glare at Sarah.

Mmmm, Feisty. She's going to be a handful.

"Good day ladies and gentlemen. As we already know, my name is Matthew Benson and I'm the CEO of my own company at such a young age. I sound cocky right?." I say with a smirk.

"I love you Mr. Benson." a brunette yells from the fourth row and I chuckle at my mate's scowl. Cute.

"Thank you. Now as I was saying, it's not about being a cocky asshole as I'm often called. The real issue is that I have every right to be arrogant because I've accomplished something that I am proud of all on my own and with the help of my best friend and business partner.

The food industry is one of the largest on the planet and people will always eat so it's up to you and me to produce foods that contribute to healthy living.

The study of food and how it is made has been taught for hundreds if not thousands of years. There are thousands of different jobs available....." I say and go on to explain how I started from the small business my father started and the different opportunities that would help them.

After that, we had a very uncomfortable question-and-answer session.

Most of the girls who raised their hands asked personal questions. Some too personal and I had to stop picking girls after one of them asked me if I was celibate.

The seminar ended after two hours with me looking at my mate every ten seconds.

Anytime someone asked me an inappropriate question, she would glare and scowl at the floor. She looked really cute, like an upset Chihuahua.

"Hello, sir." The brunette from before calls out to me as I and my secretary are about to leave the hall.

I need to leave before I do something I might or might not regret because that addictive scent is driving me mad.

"How may I help you?."

"My name is Madeline Stanton but you can call me Mandy. I was wondering if we could talk more during my course of study." She says with a coy flutter to her eyelashes and a vomit-inducing smile as she plays with her hair.

Is there a rule that states that playing with one's hair is a must to flirt with a person?!

"I'm sorry Miss but I'm very busy..."

"Hey!"

We turn around in time to see my beautiful mate marching towards us with a glare directed at Molly or whatever her name was.

"Excuse me, Mr. Benson, and I have something to discuss." She says with a haughty tilt to her head and her voice was hypnotizing.

She's so close to me and I take a deep whiff of her scent.

Big mistake.