Page 72 of Rejected By My Shifter Billionaire
Kassia’s jaw dropped.Seriously?Just to ignore her, he would rather call on Alda, who was a full-blooded Italian?
Behind her, Alda started to speak in flawlessly accented Italian, and Kassia reluctantly lowered her hand back to her lap.
Alessandro listened to Alda with half an ear while keeping Kassia in the periphery of his vision. When Alda spoke about having trouble with verb conjunctions, he saw Kassia start to roll her eyes then, as if changing her mind, bringing her fingers to her eyelids and forcibly pushing them down.
Her reaction made the professor’s lips press together in a straight line as he fought against smiling. That wasexactlylike Kassia, with the way she was so earnestly against being bitchy even if she had a right to be.
Alda’s voice trailed off. “P-professor, did I say something wrong?”
Alessandro’s face smoothed when he realized that Alda and the rest of the class mistook his stern expression for displeasure. “Apologies, Ms. Perez,” he said right away. “I wasn’t frowning at you.” He added a gentle smile to his words, and every girl in the class except for Kassia sighed dreamily.
Mistaking the professor’s smile as affirmation, Alda asked hopefully, “You’ll give me one-on-one lessons then, Professor?”
Again, the professor’s devastating smile reappeared, but his voice was brief and polite when he said, “I’m afraid not.”
Most of the class snickered as Alda was forced to admit defeat and grudgingly took her seat while the professor resumed his lesson.
The school bell rang a few minutes later, and Alessandro cut himself off, knowing that no matter how much his female students proposed to adore him, they adored the end of classeseven more. “Don’t forget we’ll be having graded recitation next time,” he reminded them.
“Yes, Professor.”
“Yes, Mr. Moretti.”
The girls replied to him in a chorus, all of them wearing similar smiles of infatuation on their faces.
Everyone – again – except for Kassia.
Her expressive face told him she was torn between wanting to talk to him and ignoring him as payback. He could smell her indecision, but the moment he turned around to walk back to his table, the scent of her mood changed. It turned into stubborn determination, and he allowed a smile to play on his lips. As Kassia walked towards him, his Lyccan senses picked up other things. Her shallow breathing, her erratic breathing – Kassia was obviously convinced he would continue ignoring her, but even so she wasstilldetermined to talk to him.
Ah, baby, fearless as always.
Her pluckiness both impressed and aroused him, the latter forcing Alessandro to swiftly move behind his table, hoping it would shield the sight of his erection.
“Professor.” Kassia had reached his table now, and her scent swirled around him. Once, it had been as delicate as a newly blossoming petal, as sweet as a girl’s first crush. But since he had taken her virginity, Kassia’s scent had changed, turning into something more intoxicating, a unique mix of ripe strawberries and the musky fragrance of a tight little pussy.
In a word:irresistible.
If he could have that scent surround him every night, he would die a happy man. His smile turned ironic at the thought. Wasn’t that fucking sentimental for a man who used to despise the idea of love?
“Professor, I demand to speak with you.” Her voice was low and shook at the end, but her face was cast in a mulish expression. Knowing how shy Kassia was, he was certain she must have mentally rehearsed her line several times to get those words out.
“What is this about, Ms. Summers?” Gathering his papers, he headed towards the door, leaving Kassia no choice but to follow him.
Hurrying to keep pace with him, she demanded, “You really don’t know?” Visibly hurt, his little chick was unable to keep her voice low, which caused a few curious, interested glances to go their way. Kassia didn’t notice this, but Alessandro did.
Not enough to start a conflagration of rumors, Alessandro thought grimly, but even so it had to be nipped in the bud. Where there was smoke, there was fire, and it would only be a matter of time if Kassia continued to be careless.
Kassia’s fists clenched against her sides when the professor’s stride suddenly lengthened, and in no time he had reached his office while she was left lagging behind. Her lips compressed as she hurried after him.
Did the professor really believe she was going to let him do this to her...again?
And to think he had said he loved her,Kassia thought as she pushed the door open.
A smile flitted over his lips as he watched his little chick stomp into his office without any hesitation. All other students would have knocked and asked for permission, but not his little chick. She was so used to being a part of his life, to being familiar with him, that she failed to realize how vastly different her actions were from other students.
She was acting like he was hers, without even knowing it.
Kassia had only taken one step in, the door swinging shut behind her, when suddenly she was swept up by a pair of strong, hard arms and she was being kissed, ravenously so.
