Chapter 3

I gently reached out to embrace Professor Zaiden, but to my surprise, he wasn't beside me. Confusion filled my mind as I opened my eyes, only to be met with the sight of his handsome face. A smile crept across my lips, as the memory of our time together flooded my thoughts. I couldn't be certain if it was still morning, as I recalled the sun peeking through the curtains when we had finished.

Professor Zaiden sat in the chair, his legs slightly spread, and his back leaning against it. He was only partially dressed, his dark hair disheveled, indicating that he was lost in deep thought. It seemed he hadn't yet realized that I was awake.

"Good morning, Prof," I greeted him, breaking the silence.

He blinked, turning his gaze towards me. His eyebrows furrowed, and he let out a sigh.

"This will be the last time we meet like this, Laurene," he stated,"We must forget what happened between us. You know we can't tell anyone about this."

The pain washed over me, just as I had anticipated. I couldn't deny the hurt and disappointment that seeped into my heart. However, I couldn't show it. This was my plan all along, and today, after we part ways, his impending marriage to that woman would be shattered. If I ever saw them together again, I would ensure that the video of our intimate encounter found its way to her. Even if he became angry with me, it didn't matter, as long as he didn't marry anyone else.

"I can't make that promise, Professor," I replied, "We still have to see each other at the university. Should I always come to your office?"

He looked at me coldly, his gaze piercing through my soul, before standing up. "Laurene, stop it. Don't even entertain that idea. Do you understand the consequences if we are always in close proximity? We could both be expelled, especially you, as you are still a student."

His words hit me like a cold gust of wind, reminding me of the harsh reality of our situation. I swallowing the disappointment that threatened to overwhelm me. It was clear that he wanted to put an end to any further involvement between us but I don't want to accept it.

I pouted but ignored what he said. "I won't do anything if you leave your fiance, Professor."

He just looked at me blankly as if judging me. I didn't look at him for long and stood up naked.

"Fvck, don't wander around naked!" He suddenly shouted. I just grinned and faced him with my hands on my hips. He could barely look at me.

"I know you miss 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 grabbed my robe and entered the shower room. I even swayed my hips to show my butt.

Uncertainty clouded my mind regarding my earlier assumptions about Professor Zaiden missing me. After all, he had nothing to lose with me. I was younger than his fiancée, but age alone shouldn't determine their compatibility. If he was only marrying her out of a desire to settle down, then I would disrupt their relationship until Professor Zaiden became mine. He belonged to me, and no other woman would have him.

After taking a refreshing shower, I noticed that Professor Zaiden was no longer in the room. It seemed that he had truly left, as his belongings were nowhere to be found. Despite the enjoyable night we had shared, I hadn't forgotten about my mission. Luckily, he hadn't noticed the hidden remote control I had strategically placed in the bed.

I retrieved the small camera I had discreetly placed on the wall, ensuring it captured everything that happened within the room. Pressing a button, the recorded video appeared on my phone. As I watched it, I couldn't help but cover my mouth to stifle my laughter. My pleasure-filled moans had been unmistakable, clearly indicating my genuine enjoyment.

I dressed in simple clothes and put on my glasses. I didn't want to wear my contact lenses anymore because it was too hard. It was my first time wearing them, so if possible, I don't want to try again.

When I got out of the hotel, it was already evening. I slept for a long time. It's okay, it was worth it even though I look like I was beaten up because my body hurts now. I'll just rest for a few days.

I was once again pondering Professor Zaiden's reaction last night. He's different when in bed. He loses his gentlemanly demeanor. He becomes wild. I wonder when we'll do that again. I hope I get to taste him again.

I hurriedly made my way towards the classroom, aware that I was already ten minutes late. If we had quizzes, this tardiness would surely result in a deduction. It was the first time I had been late, as I had struggled to sleep the previous night, unable to move on from what had transpired between Professor Zaiden and me.

The hallway was nearly empty, allowing me to quicken my pace, eventually breaking into a run until I reached the classroom door. As I swung it open abruptly, all eyes turned towards me, startled by my sudden entrance. My disheveled hair gave the impression that I had been pulled by a hundred people, and beads of sweat trickled down my forehead due to the rush.

"You're 12 minutes late, Laurenestine Valencia," Professor Zaiden's voice rang out, capturing my attention. He stood in front of the class, wearing glasses and a rolled-up white and black long-sleeved shirt, while busily writing something on the whiteboard. Our eyes met, causing my heart to race even faster.

He was the first to look away and I tried not to smile because he called me by my full name. This was the first time he called me by my full name!

"S-sorry, Prof. It won't happen again." I apologize and tried not to smile.

He signaled me to sit down and I went straight to my seat with my head down.

"Valencia is probably imagining something again on the way and then she'll laugh by herself." One of my male classmates said.

Everyone laughed but I had no reaction and just took out my notebook. I hid a picture of Professor Zaiden in the cover of my notebook and when I don't see him, I always peek at it. And since the Professor is here, I won't peek at it for now and just look at the owner. I can't stop smiling while looking at Professor Zaiden.

I want to scream because he's so handsome today. And I tasted him. I'm so lucky hehe.

"Sir. Zaiden is really handsome. Even his back is yummy." My seatmate said with a giggle. 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.

One of them raised an eyebrow before awkwardly sitting down properly. The only advantage I have is that they're scared to interact with me. Except when 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 where he looked at me again with desire while half-naked. Kyaaa! I want to jump for joy!

"Valencia? Are you listening?"

I was brought back to reality when everyone was looking at me. I had been dumbfounded in front like a fool. I stood up immediately because there might be a recitation.

"What was the question, Prof?"

He looked at me strangely. Is it just now that he realizes that I'm always like this? I know he notices my frequent visits here because I make myself noticeable, 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 ahead. I just want to make sure you're safe when you go in."

His forehead furrowed. "Are there any bad intentions to harm me? This is a school, Valencia, not a street. Go ahead," he said, his voice cold.

I pouted but also smiled at him. "Okay. You said it." I answered happily because aside from growling, we had a normal conversation.

I was about to turn around and walk away when he said something else.

"And stop taking pictures of me, Ms. Valencia. I saw my picture in your notebook. You're being creepy."