"Are you serious?" I said under my breath.
The person picked up my laptop and handed it back to me.
"Thanks. I'm sorry about-"
When I looked up, it was an incredibly handsome guy. He was at least 6'2, light-skinned with jet black, curly hair. His body wasn't extremely ripped, but he wasn't skinny either. If you've watched Bridgerton and know of Duke of Hastings, Simon Bassett..... that's this guy's body structure. His eyes were hazel brown and he had a small but neat mustache. His skin was flawless, with the exception of a little scar I saw on the side of his neck.
"Watch where you're going next time. People are trying to walk here".
His voice was deep and rolled like thunder. I was enchanted by his voice till what he said resonated with me and I was drawn back to reality.
"Um, excuse me?" I said, irritated.
"If you weren't looking down at your feet, counting your steps, you would've seen someone coming" he said, blankly.
"Why you little- if you saw me, you should've dodged out of my way. I'm already stressed out already as it is" I said, rubbing my temples.
"Not my problem. Anyways, thanks for holding up my time. I'm probably late now because of you" he said and walked off.
I scoffed. SO .....FUCKING....RUDE!!
I walked towards the building and entered in the class, sitting down at my usual spot..... at the front. As I sat down, my tutorial teacher, Mrs. Watson, walked in.
"Good morning ladies and gents. Your Macroecon test is still being printed but I have to go on the road to get some ink also for the printer in my office. As such, the test will be delayed for 15 minutes and one of our most prestigious students will be bringing it and administering it to you AND overseeing you while I'm out".
We nodded our heads and waited for the papers to arrive while Mrs. Watson wrote the start and end time for the test. I looked out the door and saw Paxton running to class. I smiled and said,
"Finally".
Once he got to the door, Mrs. Watson, chastised him.
"Mr. Broomfield. I see you finally decided to grace us with your presence".
"Sorry. I was studying and overstudied pass the time" he said.
"Mhmm. The test isn't here yet, so have a seat".
He nodded his head and sat beside me.
"Took you long enough. I thought my moral support for this class would never show up" I said, chuckling.
He playfully hit my shoulder and said,
"Shut it. You always ace this class. You need no moral support. It's more of the other way around".
I laughed sarcastically.
"Suurrreee. Says the top achiever who never studies. You lied to Miss Watson"
"Maybe I did. Maybe I didn't" he said, smugly.
I pushed him and we continued chatting, until I told him I wanted to take a piss and went to the bathroom.
Sahil's P.O.V
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After bumping into that weirdo, my whole mood got even more pissy. I took the elevator up to the main Engineering office. I went inside and was told good morning by everyone. I stopped at the front desk.
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CONFINED TO THE DON
Random"So all this time, you were a fucking DON? Oh God. I've been fucking a Don" "But is that something bad though, Miss O'Connor?" "Yes!" "I don't think so" he said, and kissed me
