Temptress's Pleasure

Chapter 1 | Meeting Lorenzo

♧Madelynn♧

Present time...

"Come on guys! We're going to be late for Miss Sampson's class", Vitt shouts breathlessly from in front of me as we race through the the path from the girls dormitory to the lecture halls.

We usually didn't particularly care if we're late for class or not but Miss Sampason's Class?

That's a huge gamble that we're not willing to trade. Especially when she made us stand facing the sun for the entire period of her class. Those sunburn was an absolute nightmare.

My thoughts are interuppted by the tower clock at the heart of the school when it emitted an eerie bell hit against bell sound as the clock strike exactly 11 am.

Regina let out a laugh in between heavy breath beside me and gasp out, "We're so fucking screw"

Me and Vittoria let out a laugh of our own at the situation we're in. Despite being late, we continue to race through the empty clearing at the heart of the lecture hall's entrance.

Maybe if Miss Sampson see how much effort we put in to attend her class- she would pity us?

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It's official- Miss Sampson is a devil reincarnated into a human body.

We're only late by five minutes top and even we so graciously apologize with a heavy breath, you think she'll let us pass?

Nope. She didn't even let us step inside her classroom before pointing her finger down the field with a simple: 'until my class ended'.

Not even sweet Vittoria can soothe down her temper.

Regina turn her head; looking back at one of the window of the building, specifically at Miss sampson's classroom and muter in a low voice, "Next time we souldn't have come if we're late. Might as well not attend at all"

I let out a groan and stomp one of my foot against the cement pavement, "It's cold out here! I'm freezing and I'm starving."

The weather are quite cold in this time of the month -not enough to make us freeze over- but whining seems to be a reasonable thing to do at this moment.

Plus, I do feel quite cold. If the goosebumps arose along my forearm and expose legs are any indication of it.

"We have to attend no matter what though, that is if we want to avoid being place under observation", Vittoria said in dismay as she let out a shudder before hissing adorably under her breath, "remember the first two weeks we first come here, Maddy? It's a nightmare. No internet, no weekend's pass and no human contact. It is worse than Hell"

I nodded my head in agreement. It's true. It was Hell.

Throughtout the first two weeks, we were babysitted under the supervision of the school president: Miss Goody two shoes, Julia Carter.

She literally breath down our neck 24/7 and only get off of our back when we're securely situated inside our room. The day went by like this: Class - Cafeteria - Class - library (optional) - Room.

We've been here for a month and it is a wonder how I survive without having sex throughout the day. The vibrator hidden under my dressing table can satisfy only my needs by the third weeks.