Hurt Me, Master

Chapter 10: Suck it up

Ashley's P.O.V.

Skipping breakfast was a smart idea. I am the first one to get into the class today, even my footsteps are echoing, not a single soul. Finally, something to calm me down. I walk across the room towards the window and look out at the clear sky with birds chirping around. I take out my phone and connect my earphones, while Weeknd plays in the background. "Perfect." I smile at my vague reflection.

Suddenly I see someone snapping their fingers in the glass, although a vague reflection, this person seems tall and sturdier. My smile widens as he steps closer, Sean's cologne is something I can recognize from miles away. I take off my earphones and turn around, "What are doing so early in here?"

Sean chuckles, "Are you questioning me?"

"Yes..no..no master. Just curious." I shrug nonchalantly, even though I know I broke a rule."I am always the first one to arrive, you broke my record today." He smirks and steps closer while I take a step backward, "Who's the nerd now?" I raise a brow.

"I have practise, didn't I tell you I am a world-class boxer?"

"National?" I look at him in confusion, "Oh I have seen the aggressive you."

"Oh baby, you have no idea." He chuckles and takes another step towards me.

"Yes, master." I giggle."What's funny?" His smile disappears, making me shiver. "Nothing, sir."

"I don't like repeating myself." The firmness of his tone makes me step backward until my back touches the wall. "Uh-I have never seen you angry angry. I imagined it in my head..and it was funny...I mean... silly..not the angry you .just me." It's like walking on thin ice.

"Doesn't make sense, but okay. Are you wearing makeup? What's the occasion?" He examines my attire quizzically."I feel confident in make-up." I scoff and step away.

Sean's P.O.V.

"Really? I have never seen you wearing this much make-up, not even at nightclubs. What are you up to?" I am genuinely curious now, I have known this girl for years and she literally hates makeup, although red lips suit on her but she barely wears them. But today, I see a lot of foundation and, it's like cakey. Is she trying to impress someone? Or maybe hiding a zit? I chuckle mentally and grab her hand and pull her towards me.

"Seannn" she whines and looks up at me, "It's okay if it makes you feel better." I smile and pull the hair tie off, letting her hair down, bouncing like soft curls, "You look even prettier now." I tuck her hair behind her ear and beam at her.

"Oh, thank you, sir." She blushes like a strawberry and steps away. "Why are you so coy?" I chuckle.

"I don't know." Her eyes wandering around the room.

I hear footsteps and step away while some people enter the room. I motion Ashley to follow me to our seat, the only class we have together, Design Thinking. After the first class, I ask her to meet me at the library once she finishes her test in the elective class.

On my way to the cafeteria, I see Spyroulla, one of the hottest and richest girls in the college, the daughter of one of the trustees, stomping towards me, in her stilettos, swaying around, like a queen. "Here you are!" She rolls her eyes and drags me to the empty dance room, "I never heard back from you."

"That simply means no." I sigh and walk towards the exit until she screams, "Why??!! You cannot fuck me and forget!"I turn around and roll my eyes, "I told you not to expect anything. We both are mature adults, when I said it's a hookup, it's a fucking hook up. I am not into serious shit."

"But I am." She smirks, "You were quite good that night, I wanna experience it again and again. I want us to give it a shot."

I mentally cringe, "I don't fuck the same girl twice." I leave the room, slamming the door behind me. I know she is hot, another round wouldn't hurt... it's just that, I have the perfect girl in my hands now.