Page 31 of Rejected By My Shifter Billionaire
Kassia blinked. “Umm, of course, professor.” She watched the professor take out his phone, his fingers moving swiftly over the screen. Who was he texting?
Afterwards, the professor slid his phone back into his pocket. “I’m sorry for that.”
“It’s okay.” She tested another smile as she told him for the second time, “I have my grades from Professor Matthews now.”
An odd smile curved on the professor’s lips. “And?”
Kassia couldn’t answer right away, her gaze drawn to the professor’s smile. It was so...odd.In a way that she didn’t like to think about.
Telling herself she was imagining things, she took out the grade slips from her pockets and handed it to the professor nervously. Strangely, it took a while before the professor accepted them, making her feel even more nervous. “They’re both B-plus,” she stammered. “It’s a miracle, really, considering...” She stopped.
He asked pleasantly, “Considering what?” Consideringshehad betrayed him with the human boy the very same day she was supposed to be acing that test for him?
It was beginning to be clear to him now. Maybe Kassia had played with him just to ensure she could get him to tutor her for those two tests. Maybe Jacob had told her he didn’t want an idiot for a girlfriend.
So many damn possibilities, Alessandro thought grimly, but none of them mattered. She had made a fool of him, and he had let her.
In front of him, Kassia was shifting on her feet, all blushing shyness, and he had to force back the growl of rage that threatened to come out of his throat.
“The day I took those tests, I was sick.” She let out a nervous laugh. “I was burning up with fever, and my temperature – it was crazy. I think you could have probably boiled an egg on my skin.”
Alessandro didn’t answer. Puzzle pieces in his mind were scrambling to rearrange themselves, and they all started to paint a different picture of the past.
“Just getting up those stairs...I really wanted to cry, Professor.”
Alessandro felt himself going pale with each word. That day he saw her with Jacob was still a vivid memory in his mind. He remembered how she smelledandfelt hot, and his fists clenched. He remembered how the healer had warned him about his senses not functioning normally, and Alessandro knew then he had just committed the most devastating mistake.
In front of him, Kassia was still babbling about the day. “If not for Jacob, I would never have made it to class, Professor.Never.” She didn’t look at him as she spoke, but anxiety was written all over her, and the way she kept tugging the tips of her hair tore his heart into pieces.
How the fuck had he gotten everything so damn wrong?
He opened his mouth to say something, anything to stop his world from crashing down on him, but it was too late.
“There you are,” a voice sang gaily from behind.
He knew who it was, even without having to hear those words. He knew, just by watching Kassia stiffen and her gaze jerk up to meet his in hurt confusion.
Kassia watched with sick fascination as Professor Y – the chemistry teacher she loved to hate – took hold of Alessandro Moretti’s arm and wrapped it around her own waist, as if she knew that was where it belonged.
The older woman faced her with a smile. “Everything all right, Ms. Summers?” She threw a coy look the professor’s way. “Or is this wicked man of mine giving you trouble about your grades?”
The older woman laughed, and with just that sound, Kassia knew. That sound said it all. Deep down inside, people never failed to recognize the sound that would destroy them.
“Why aren’t you saying a thing?”
Why was she saying too much?
Professor Y snuggled closer towards the professor, and Kassia’s world started to spin faster and faster when the professor didn’t pull away. He did not!
The older woman patted the professor’s cheek. “Leave this naughty man to me. If he bullies you, I’ll punish him...after our quickie.” She pulled away with a sigh. “I should have come to you as soon as I got your text. Maybe I’d have caught you alone then.”
With another sigh, she took a step back from the professor. “Maybe next time.” She glanced at Kassia and winked. “You’ll keep our secret, right, Ms. Summers?”
Kassia managed a smile. “Of course.”
She watched Professor Y leave while the professor watched...her.She could feel his eyes on her. She didn’t understand why, and she didn’t care.
Alessandro knew he should have pulled away from Melissa, but honor had forbidden him from moving away. He had been the one to flirt with the other woman first. He had been the one to make all the moves, the one who had not told Melissa aboutKassia when he had invited her to his home and fucked her the entire weekend.
