Scarlet Chains (Student X Professor Affair)

This time, he hesitated. His eyes flicked to mine, only to dart away again. I caught the quick flush coloring his ears, and my smirk deepened.

“I wasn’t joking, sir…” I paused, glancing at his nameplate. “Griffin… nice name. I wasn’t joking. I really was making out with one of the students here. So, I apologize for the… confusion, sir.”

“You may leave, Ms. Valoria. See you tomorrow in class,” he said quickly, and I almost burst out laughing.

I sighed as I stood. “See you, Sir Griffin. Or… do you prefer I call you by your first name?”

He just stared straight into my eyes, so I flashed him a grin.

And for the first time, I caught the faintest flicker of interest in his.

In my entire life, I had never encountered a man who, whenever he looked at me, showed no interest at all. Every man I had met was either interested in me in a sexual way, or they were looking for a serious relationship—which I wasn’t capable of giving them.

But this professor—Griffin—was different.

My eyes followed his every move at the front as he taught seriously. He didn’t even glance at me, no matter what I did to get his attention, as if he did it on purpose. When I tried raising my hand for recitation, he didn’t call on me, even though only two of us had our hands up. He chose a classmate I didn’t even know over me.

“What’s wrong with you? Why are you dressing like that?” Megan criticized me.

I just stared at her and unbuttoned three buttons of my blouse until the curve of my chest was fully visible.

“Let’s see if he still won’t notice me,” I thought.

Just as the bell rang, signaling the end of class, I quickly approached his table while he was putting away his things.

“Hi, sir…” I deliberately leaned forward in front of him so he could see my chest.

I saw him glance down at my chest, and immediately his forehead furrowed. He seemed suddenly irritable before lifting his gaze back to me.

“Do you need something, Ms. Valoria?” he asked coldly. There wasn’t a hint of emotion on his face, which made me purse my lips.

“I just wanted to know if you’ve really forgiven me about last time, sir… Because if not…” I paused and leaned even closer to his table. “I know what to do about it.”

His forehead furrowed even more. His cold gaze was still fixed on me as he packed up his lesson plan, then suddenly stood up.

“You’re forgiven, Ms. Valoria. Fix your blouse, or else I’ll bring you to the guidance office with your parents,” he said strictly, then walked straight out of the classroom.

I felt the heat of embarrassment crawling up my neck and spreading across my entire face. My mouth fell open as I stared blankly at the door he had just exited.

What the fuck? Did he just turn me down?

“Yeah, he turned you down. The one and only Lilith Eris, rejected by a man for the first time in her life,” Megan said mockingly from behind me, still patting my back.

Annoyed, I turned to glare at her. She glanced at my chest before bursting into laughter.

“Didn’t even enjoy it? Weird,” she said, pinching my chest again, so I smacked her hand away and adjusted the buttons of my blouse.

Yeah, weird. Is he really that decent not to give in? Or maybe he’s just playing hard to get? Maybe if I suddenly pulled his pants down and just sucked the life out of him, he’d give in.

We were sent home early that day. Megan had her own plans with her brother Axel, so our idea of going to the bar never happened.

When I got home, I found a Montero Sport parked in front of our gate. It was the first time I had seen a car in the garage besides Erika’s, my mom’s. Who could the visitor be?

Even before I reached the door, I could hear Erika laughing in the living room along with a man’s voice. When I peeked inside, I saw a large man sitting next to Erika. He was obviously tall even while seated. His side profile made it clear he was handsome—sharp nose, perfectly shaped lips, and a strong jawline.

“Eris! There you are. Come here,” Erika called as soon as she saw me.

I quietly approached them. The man finally turned his head to face me, and I gasped at the sight of his perfect face. He was probably in his mid-forties. Even in a simple short-sleeve polo, he radiated presence.

“This is my friend, Hugo. Hugo, this is my daughter Eris,” Erika introduced me.

I raised my eyebrows as her smile widened while she looked at the man called Hugo.

“Nice to meet you, Eris,” he said, extending his hand toward me.

I just looked at it and then glanced at Erika. She seemed excited, though I wasn’t sure why.

“Nice to meet you too, Mister. I’ll be heading up. I have plans tonight,” I said, walking over to Erika and kissing her on the cheek. “He’s not your friend,” I added.

She just tapped me on the arm before I left them there.

I know her too well. Out of all the friends she’s ever introduced me to and brought home, this was the first time she brought a man to our house. She’s too carefree and easy to read, so I’m certain that man isn’t really her friend. Even if my suspicion is right, I’ll still support her. Especially if I can tell she’s happy.

My mom deserves to be happy too, after everything she went through when she was pregnant with me.