My Dangerous Boy's

Part 15 - The First Day As a Lecturer

Shaking her head slowly, Shella looked back towards the front. Maybe he is having a bad dream right now. Unfortunately, the figure of the man has not disappeared as well. It's very hard to believe.

"I think you all know my presence here. So my name is Zavier, your new lecturer," the man introduced himself.

The familiar-sounding voice then woke Shella that she was not dreaming at this time.

Hells...

"Isn't he the pretty boy you hit? Oh, my God, it turns out he's a teacher. Unbelievable" Christina half-whispered. His brown eyes also stared in disbelief towards the front.

Shella ignored the words of the woman beside her. He then sighed many times, too shocked by the reality that had befallen him. "How can that bastard be my lecturer?" he felt strange.

Christina who heard the muttering of her best friend reflexively turned to Shella and spontaneously shouted. "WHAT? YOU SAID IT WAS A SHIT?" he shouted loudly, inviting the entire pair of student eyes to glance at him, not least with Zavier.

As if awakened, Christina immediately covered her mouth with one hand, then smiled clumsily and rubbed her nape.

"Hey two girls on there. Who are you guys talking about? A fuckin?" asked the lecturer who turned out to be aware of Christina's scream, making Shella immediately looked down embarrassed.

To hell with her best friend, it feels like she wants to skin Christina now.

"Nothing, sir," Christina replied because from then on Shella had no intention of answering and just lowered her head in silence.

Shella's eyes glanced sharply at her friend, whereas the one being stared at only scowled innocence.

"One time I hear you talking or yelling, I'm going to get you out of this class" Zavier said, prompting some students to giggle.

"Okay, sir," the two girls replied simultaneously.

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He stepped his feet straight towards the exit with one hand holding the bag. Christina who was walking behind him, was again blabbering indistinctly. As usual, Shella put a headset on her ear, letting her friend babble alone like crazy.

It is a bad day.

The majors he loved so much used to feel like hell to him. It seemed like every day he would meet more often with the face of the idiot man.

The girl was so dizzy, how could this be a coincidence again? He began to doubt if all the events he experienced were a plan from the man.

Gee whiz.....

"Shella," call someone.

He turned his head, then found that pair of brown eyes were staring at him.

"Don't go out first, there's something I want to talk to you about."

Shella frowned strangely, yet remained obedient. He then sat in one of the chairs, waiting for all the students to go out of class, leaving himself with the infuriated.

"I'll catch up with you Christina, wait for me at the gate" Shella said as she looked at her friend. Christina nodded doubtfully, before finally deciding to head out first.

After all the students left the two of them, Shella then looked at her lecturer.

The girl crossed both hands in front of her chest, then looked at Zavier with her eyebrows raised next to her. He was still lazy to deal with that man. "Why?" resounding.

Zavier then sat down on one of the chairs with eyes that stared towards the girl as well. He propped up his chin with his right hand while frowning his forehead. "Is that how you talk to a teacher?"

Shella snorted in annoyance. "Why indeed?"

The man raised both his eyebrows. "I just wanted to say if your job would be added again" she said, leading Shella to round her eyes in disbelief.

"What do you mean, father? Why was my assignment added?" the protest did not accept.

Damn this guy, just act as good as he can.

"I hope you're working on a paper on our lesson, then collecting it next week. And I don't want to hear any protest from your mouth. Understood?" clearly Zavier was smiling witfully.

The girl poked her lips. "What do you mean, father? Why am I the only one whose job is added?" He returned to protest.

Zavier leaned his back against the chair, then smiled obliquely. "Don't you say I'm a fucking guy?" he said, making Shella immediately silent

warty.

"And why do you call me 'Father'? Do I look like an old man in front of your eyes?" added again.

Shella laughed at the words of her lecturer, or rather laughed blandly, making Zavier look at her strangely.

"Yes, you're right. You look the same as the old grandfather before my eyes" he said with a tickle.

The man snorted loudly. Is this handsome face of hiss filled with wrinkles? He was only 29 years old. Of course with his smart brain, he can become a lecturer here.

"Well if that's what you said. I'll advance the date of your paper assignment collection to this Friday. I hope you can do it well" said Zavier, rising from his seat. And before he left the classroom, the man took the time to blink one eye at Shella.

The girl's red lips opened wide, surprised by her lecturer's last words. Coupled with the blink of his eyes that made him want to be nauseous right now.

Shella rushed up from her seat, then chased after her lecturer before the man walked out of the classroom. With full force, he turned Zavier's body to face him, then kicked************* the man in a single jolt.

"You son of*****," he said aloud.

Zavier groaned in pain as the death kick landed right in his groin. He spontaneously fell to the floor while holding his treasure. It hurts so bad, damn it.

"What the ****," he screamed as he endured the agony.

He looked at the girl fiercely, but his actions were only reciprocated by Shella with an indifferent look.

"Feel that." Cruelly, Shella once again kicked*********** belongs to the man.

Without having time to dodge, the kick was felt again. The man screamed loudly and tried to retreat so as not to approach Shella again. God, he's so helpless now. This woman has no mercy in the least.

The girl smiled triumphantly. He then took his bag on the table, and then left the annoying man.

Zavier cursed Shella inwardly upon hearing the door of the class being closed, signifying that the girl had left the room.

Why couldn't she fight the tiny woman? It's so embarrassing. His pride instantly fell to the bottom abyss just like that in front of Shella.

Slowly, he stood with his hands propped up on a table. After painstakingly landing his butt in the chair, the man finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Oh my god, his crotch felt like it was going to break at that very moment.

"Sister, let's go home" said a man who had just entered the classroom. Without having to look around or see the person, Zavier clearly knew that his sister was the one who entered the class.

"Is your job good enough today?" zavier asked after he didn't feel any pain in it anymore. He stood up and looked towards his sister.

It was dangerous if his assets were able to fly up into the sky.

"good. But I was a little uncomfortable with the looks of the women on this campus. They followed me everywhere" complained Christian, wiping the sweat that soaked his face.

"Didn't you have a better job for me? Choose me as a janitor, while you're a lecturer at our father's college?" ask her with a annoyed tone.

Zavier did not respond too much to his sister's complaints. He just walked out of class, making Christian stomp his legs annoyed while following his brother from behind.

Yesterday he did tell his father to hire Christian as a janitor on campus, so that his abusive sister would not be unemployed at home.

And, of course, this large campus belongs to his family. If not, how could he easily work as a lecturer here. After all, his father did not mind, considering that his handsome brain is very smart in any case.

April 30th, 2020