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Dylan's POV

Buzzing loudly, Dylan's dream went out as he grabbed the alarming clock near his leather bed. The blinding flashes of sun light from his glass-wall are causing him to forcely get up on his bed despite of unawake mind.

He, wearing only his pajama without any top, rushes to his room-sized bath room on the right side. His mind got awake when cold splash of water touched his young face. Then he paused for a moment staring at his own reflection and move his head side by side, remembering that day is his first day to teach East Coast University.

His speed has changed and rushingly run towards the shower area. The water flooding over his hot body, revealing more sexier tummy and and making him looks stronger man. No wonder why girls are dying to distract him or asking him his phone number. 

But his hotness contradicts his coldness. He is stubborn, bossy, and frank. He never talks otherwise needed. And all are wondering if he even know how to mingle with others. Something is strange with him.

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⏰ Last updated: May 07, 2014 ⏰

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