LITTLE MISS.

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Russian's POV.

I received an email from the Business faculty informing me that the Dean wanted to speak with me and I instantly knew what this was going to be about. The only time the Business faculty Dean emailed to see me was when some girl made an accusation against me.

This was the last the straw I was going to pull with this University. If I had been accused again, i was to sue whoever that girl was and quit being a professor here. It just wasn't worth it anymore besides, being a professor was just something I did to keep myself more occupied but now i was getting irritated.

I arrived at Herero's office and entered, she stopped what she was doing to pay attention to me.

"What is this about now, Dean Herero?" I slid my hands in my pockets

"Professor Tribbiani, i hate to keep bringing this up with you over and over again but it's getting out of hand."

"If you're asking if I've touched any of my students, i haven't." I crossed my arms, trying to push the fact that i had indeed touched one of my students.

"It's not that. One of the girls in your class reported that you and your class coordinator, Miss Paris have an inappropriate relationship. That she's always in your office for long periods of time." Herero divulged and I was silent "This is a new type of accusation because normally the girls come forward saying you harassed them but this...is it true?"

"What did she say? Miss Paris, I mean," I asked, aware that she had spoken to her

"She agreed to switch to Professor Lakes' class. So you don't have to worry about rumors or anything."

"Why does she have to switch to another class if these are all rumors?" I snapped abruptly

"Is there something you're not telling me, Professor?"

"Give me the form." I stepped closer to her desk

"Look, Sir I can't just give it to you, Miss Paris already signed it..."

"Give me the damn form, Herero!" I snapped making her flinch in her seat. She briskly searched through the stack of files on her desk until she found the document Versaï had signed. I grabbed it from her and walked out.

There was no way I was letting  Versaï switch out of my class just because of a few rumors. I would find out who over did this and make them pay. The students in the halls dispersed out of my way as I stomped by angrily in search for Versaï. It was still 11am on my watch so she was definitely still on campus.

Blocking out all the other scents and smells in the atmosphere to concentrate on hers, i followed her trail to the parking lot where she was walking slowly, her gaze focused on the ground and I sensed that something was wrong from her aura.

"Miss Paris." I called out, she turned to look at me and her eyes widened. Versaï swiveled on her heel to run from me but i managed to grab her.

"Don't you dare walk away from me." The grip I had on her tightened

"Let me go!!!" She tried to pull her hand away

"Who the hell said you could just switch from my class without asking me first?!" I barked in anger

"I don't owe you any explanation for what i do, now let me go!!" Versaï riposted heatedly

"You don't seem to understand that you can't do anything unless I say so!" I snarled at her

"You must be so delusional to think that everyone will just throw themselves at you and listen to every word you say!"

I was taken aback by her words. Where had that come from? Her heartbeat was fast and her blood boiled through her veins as her temper grew. I softened, slowly releasing her arm. She looked very upset and the scowl on her face made my dead heart stiffen uncomfortably.