Episode 3

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🎭His Imperfections 🎭
       Subtitle: (His Potion)
✍️ Episode 3✍️
    Story by;
     Eunice Bonsu ©️
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                 ⚡Hugh⚡
I walked back into the class minutes after I left, actually I was in the washroom fucking one my bitches from this department. It's not my fault, they love me and can't seem to get enough of me because I am hot. I am a sex freak and I can't go a day without sex. I started having sex when I was ten and I am twenty now.

At first I have sex for fun but it became my addiction when I turned eighteen and left the house. At that time I had freshly completed high school, I left home to stay with a friend just because my parents won't give me my freedom and let me go clubbing. When I moved out of the house to the friend's place, I join a notorious gang that do all kinds of bad things.

I started smoking from then and started having tattoos. I got arrested a year after when I was accused of raping the gang leader's girlfriend.

That bitch wanted me but I didn't gave in to her demands and she told her boyfriend I tried raping her and I was arrested. I had to call my parents, and as they always do, they paid some money and I was released. I had no other option than to go home with them so I did and here I am being forced to come to school.

From that day I vowed to fuck any girl who comes my way. But this new girl seems different, she hasn't shown any sign she is interested in me even though we sit together in all classes, thanks to Miss Ann.

I don't hit ladies but I hit her, I don't know why, maybe I felt disrespected. I mean how can she shout at me and go to the extent of slapping me with her tiny brown hand. Her hand is so soft and i didn't feel any pain and I saw the surprise in her eyes when she did that but I felt humiliated.

I slapped her so hard to prove to her that I am Hugh and no one dares humiliate me and go unpunished, but I am beginning to regret it. Why regretting it? She is an annoying bitch. How dare her accept to tutor me? Like I am very dumb. She humiliated me by accepting to tutor me, my friends mocked me when they heard a newbie was going to tutor me and now she has slapped me in front of everyone, it's going to be on the school page for weeks. This is the second time I have hurt her physically and she deserves it all because she is a bitch.

And she wore a big skirt and and an oversized Lacoste.
Eeewww! Who does that in  college?! She smell nice tho.

When I got to the class, she was sitting on my seat with her head on the table, I didn't want to start any fight with her so I sat on her seat. I heard and whimpering. She is still crying and why is her boyfriend not here to pacify her. She has been crying for almost twenty minutes and I know she is going to get headache.

I pulled a tissue from my pocket and placed it on her laps. She picked it and placed it on the floor and step on it. I was quite expecting that so I didn't bother.

"Hey I am sorry." I found myself mumbling but she didn't say a word.

"No way Hugh! You didn't just apologize to her, you never say sorry no matter how you are at fault. Maybe you like her after all she is beautiful with her curly hair." I thought but I slapped myself mentally for thinking like that.

The Government lecturer entered the class and started teaching that was when she raised her head from the desk. Her blue eyes has turned so red and I began to feel guilty.  I think she has an eye problem that is why she wear those glasses.
"Damn Hugh you have fucked up."

She removed the rubber band that she used to kept her hair in place allowing her hair to fall on her cheeks and I couldn't see her face again.

Why did she do that, maybe she caught me staring at her. Her hair smell fresh and sweet. I have never fucked a brown skin girl with a curly long naturally hair, they are always wearing wigs and putting on heavy make ups. But  this right here is beautiful naturally and looks fragile, just that her sense of fashion is outmoded.

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