The not so little princess?

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Jacob Frost ❄️

I could see my little princess blushing furiously while glaring daggers at me. Why does she have to hate me so much? But it doesn't matter. Yet, she doesn't even know my real name. Only Mr. Way does. But I'll let her know sooner or later. The class ended smoothly. My princess rushed outside eager to get out of my sight. But she can't get away.

No she can't.

Skylar Aaliyah Jackson💕

Okay. So, I get it. He made it pretty clear that he's going to take Mrs. Espinosa's position as our new torturing mentor. How wonderful. *note the sarcasm*

But I am unable to shake the feeling of strange familiarity when I am in his radar. It's like I totally know him. I know I sound completely delusional but you can't argue with the "gut-feeling", bro.

Antonio Lucian Láfarré, huh? So that's the stupid stranger's name. It sounds like an Italian name. He's Italian? Wow how-- okay stop! Why the hell should I care?!

"Quite a scene you have constructed earlier, Ms Jackson." Mr. Láfarré joined my lovely absent-minded walk down the hallway, hands behind his back while wearing his obnoxiously sexy smirk. I would love to punch that beautiful face of his!"don't you think?"

"I refuse to agree with your pathetic and very unproductive thought." I quickened my pace, looking straight forward, avoiding any further contact with his beautiful eyes. And oh boy, that damn cologne! Why does he have to smell so freaking good? What the good name of all angels is that? Edu de Angél?

He let out another one of his sexy deep chuckles sending every sense of my body to come alive. "Unproductive, you say? Well at least I did not provoke a trigger that caused a mayhem earlier."

"Look, Mr Affaire" I stopped on my tracks then faced the guy with an obnoxiously gorgeous face, who was standing next to me, while my hands were fixed on my hips. Why does he have to look so amused?!

"It's 'Láffaré" he corrected flashing a cheeky smile. When. Is. He. Going. To. Stop?! Seriously, my cheeks are burning here!

"Whatever you say, Zafarre..don't you have better things to do?" I questioned, irritation booming in my voice and on my face.

"Like to talk to my most sadistic and charismatic student?" He smirked then raised his surprisingly perfect eye brow. Apart from the obvious comment of me being a sadistic, I-hate-everyone type of person, Charismatic? Is he for real?

I could feel my cheeks heat up at that simple comment. Okay, okay. Sky, Arvin says that all the time. And you must be pretty used by now. Just ignore his stupid charms.

"Whatever your stupid game is, it ain't gonna work." I turned to him, hands crossed against my chest while wearing my absolute death glare. But try as I might, he seem to be immune to my Hades look that would normally send an ordinary guy scrambling to his feet. Maybe he isn't human? I mean, those looks are too good to be true! Who could tell?!

"What game?" He flashed another one of his killer smiles. And it's killing me. Am I being turned on right now?

"Stop that."

"Stop what?" My breath hitched as he leaned in closer causing my stupid hormones to go crazy. I'm not even gonna mention the fact that his cologne just smelled even better.

"That" I glared, my cheeks glowing red. Why am I so stupid?

"This?" He leaned in a little closer. Damnitdamnitdamnit. Until our noses touched. Damnitdamnitdamnit. I can't move. Damnitdamnitdamnit I'm petrified. Why oh Lord?! "Oh really, princess?"

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