MAFIA'S IN LOVE

CHAPTER 9: THE BEGINNING

BECKY'S POV:-

"Hey Sarocha~", I quickly walked toward Freen when I saw her making her way to our
classroom.

"Let's go to the cafeteria
baby?"

"No thanks", She coldly utters and enters our classroom. I pout because of rejection and proceed inside, sitting on Freen's desk.

"What are you doing this time Armstrong?" I heard her sigh and continue to stare at my beautiful face.

"You really hate me do you?" I ask sadly.

"How can you say that then?"

"You're too cold and you always ignore me". I answered and look down, fidgeting my fingers.

"I'm sorry, I won't bother you anymore".I mumble and
went to my seat when I heard her said.

"You always tell me that you won't bother me anymore but still you did. I'm letting you do what you want Rebecca Armstrong".

"Really?" I stand and go to her place again.

"So can I kiss you?" I look at her
and smirk before looking back at her.

"That's over the line Rebecca Armstrong". Freen give me and deathly glare where I felt shivers through out my body. Those
deathly stares making me want to release an orgasm because of her sexy eyes.

"Stop with that look". She added
and goes through her phone.

"We kissed many times and that's not over the line for us anymore daddy". I sit on her lap, wrap my arms around her and whisper.

"Do you want me to show you how I get over the line?" I ask and saw her looking at me
confusedly. I smirk and slowly grind on her lap where I heard her gasp.

"Y-yah!" Freen quickly holds my waist and stands from her seat together with me.

"You're sexually harassing me
Woman!"

"Your fault! You're too hot daddy". I shrug and go back to my seat when I saw the professor coming in our classroom. Not even a second, my phone vibrates which I pulled out from
my pocket.

-ANNOYING ASSHOLE-

"I saw that young master"

"Shut up and mind your own business!"

"I told you to take it slow, she won't like you if you kept on doing those"

"I am Rebecca Armstrong and I have my own ways! So shut up before I pull out a gun and shoot your head"

"Your gun is with me, in my car Ms. Armstrong"

"RATCHANON KANPIANG" I shout and slam  my phone, realizing that we're in class. Everyone is looking at me while
Non was laughing silently on the other side of the classroom.

"Is there a problem Ms. Armstrong?" The professor asks calmly. I roll my eyes and flip my hair.

"I want you to give Ratchanon Kanpiang detention. It's a personal reason".I coldly stated and give him a deathly glare. The professor swallows a lump on my throat and stated.

"Mr. Kanpiang follow me~"

"W-what?!" Non shouts and
looks at me in shock. I smirk in return and flash a middle finger before the professor sees me.