His Imposed Wife

Chapter No 5

She was feeling nervous as she was walking inside the entrance. A lot of students were chatting and laughing. She was in such an environment for the first time. Her local college where she finished her elementary school was different from here. That was an all-girls' school while he was co-head.

She was looking around in amazement. A few of the students found it odd, and they were laughing at her.

She looked around and felt a bit embarrassed. She was so busy staring around when she suddenly collided with someone. It was a girl who had colored her hair blond and tied it up in a high ponytail.

"Watch out, freak," said the girl, annoyed because she split the juice she was holding on the ground.

She said sorry in a whisper-like voice.

The girl rolled her eyes.

"Hold on Maria, I think she is a newbie," said a girl next to her. She had jet-black curly hair and she was chewing a gum.

They look older than her. An evil smirk appeared on their faces.

"You are coming with us," said the blond girl, and grabbed her hand. She resisted, but they dragged her with them.

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He walked inside the house while whistling. Eliza was cooking pancakes in the kitchen when she heard his footsteps. She came out of the kitchen.

He sat on the couch. He was reading some text on his phone and his expression was unreadable.

"Roman, have you dropped her?" she asked. He did not reply.

"Roman, I am asking something. Why do you have to be so stubborn," she said annoyingly.

He looked up at his mother expressionlessly. Her expressions made him slightly soft, he could not upset his mother.

He took a deep breath and nodded.

"Have you informed her of everything? Have you explained to her about the college?" she asked.

"Mum, I am not the servant of your precious relative," the devil was back.

She looked at her son in disappointment.

"She is not only my relative here, Roman?" she said, annoyed. He remained quiet.

"I have to prepare a few things for the evening, bring her home after college," she said.

He looked up at his mother again and opened his mouth to say something, but did not speak.

She smiled and walked inside the kitchen.

His phone vibrates.

He looked at the phone screen and his brows narrowed. He clenches his teeth.

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"No, please let me go," she said, afraid. There were a lot of girls and boys of her age standing there and all of them looked worried.

"Listen, all of you, there are rules to study here, so all of you have to follow these rules," said a blond girl. Saliha was seeing this girl for the first time.

"You guys are going to serve us for the next six months," said the blond curly-haired girl.

"Means the whole semester," said Blondie.

Just then, the door opened and a boy who had deep green eyes entered the room. His aura reminds her of the 'Devil'. He was tall with broad shoulders and the gray T-shirt he was wearing was showing his abs and perfect toned body, but the most heavenly thing about him were his eyes. They were sharp, hunters, intense but not as intense as the Roman's, the devil, but she could tell he was as dangerous as the Roman was.

"What have we got here?" he said in a cold, deep voice while looking at Saliha. A smirk appeared on his face.

"Our new servants for the next six months," said the blond girl.

"No, Wajiha, this is not a good way to talk," he said with his usual smirk. A kind of smirk that gives shivers through the spine.

"So, all the newbies, you know now who we are, we are seniors of King Star High School," he said while playing with a lighter he was holding in his hand. Saliha's gaze fell on the lighter. It was a metallic body as big as the size of a matchbox and a snake was engraved on it. Saliha had a strange déjà vu, as if she had seen it somewhere before, but she was unable to recall it.

The door opened with a thud and everyone turned with a small gasping sound. A girl who was wearing the highest ponytail Saliha had ever seen walked in while holding another girl's hand who was resisting like a wildcat. The girl who was resisting was wearing heavy mascaras around her gray eyes and that was giving her cat-like looks.

"Hey, let me go, I said," she said while trying to set herself free. "Why the hell did you bring me here?" she asked, angrily.

"Whoa, we got an angry servant, cheesy," he said while walking towards her. She was looking at him, angrily. Her eyes were narrow and were more hunter looking even than him. It was obvious she would pond on him anytime.

"How dared you call me a servant, I am not yours..." she tried to complete her sentence when he put his index finger on her mouth, making her shush.

"Shhh, wild cat, you know what I do whenever my cat becomes needy?" he said in a whisper-like voice.

"I put it in my lap and embraced every inch of her body," he said in a whisper that she could only hear him.

She was staring back at him, angrily.

He smiled and then turned, looking straight at Saliha, who felt as if he was looking through her soul.

"And you know what I did to my dog when he became an attention-seeker?" he heard her from behind. He turned and looked at her while raising an eyebrow. His arch eyebrows were most appealing.

"I neutered him," she said. Almost everyone gasped as if she had signed her death contract. He clenched his teeth. Saliha felt the tension in the air. He walked towards this new girl and stood an inch away from her and was about to say something when the door opened.

A girl of their age appeared. She looked very different from those stupid bullies. She looked reserved and calm. She had dark brown almond eyes. She was a bit curvy.

She walked towards the boy who had green eyes and whispered something in his ear.

"Muaza, tell him, why does it matter?" he asked with a smirk.

Muaza looked at Saliha and then at him again.

"Ehmad, you know if you are going to play in this one." Muaza tried to say something when he shushed her.

He looked at Saliha instantly and Saliha felt as if she would be buried alive.

He turned.

"Fine, you can all go," he said in a deep voice.

They all turned.

"But you," he said, pointing at the girl who was wearing a black cross-back shirt and black jeans with a leather jacket, she turned and crossed her arms while looking at him while narrowing her and her cat-like eyes were intense. It was clear that she was not afraid of him, not at all.

Everyone left one by one.

"Saved at last? Have you?" he asked while crossing his arms around his chest.

"From who? You? I prefer to poke an eye instead of being scared of pricks like you," she said while looking at the bully girls and him.

He smirked and played with the lighter in his hand.

"Now, if you are enough of me to get bored here with you idiots, I have to do some important things," she said and turned.

"Who the hell does she think she is," said Wajiha while moving ahead, but he stopped her from moving further. He was staring at the girl who was leaving and there was a fire in his sharp green eyes and a smirk on his face.

"I like this game," he whispered.

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