Chapter 18: Game Of Denial.

Wendy's POV.

"What the hell did you take me for?" I shrieked angrily and stood up to face him, my eyes burning intensely into his.

"Woah, calm down honey, don't get me wrong." He said with a chuckle as he raised his hands in an Innocent surrender.

I scrunched my brow as I stared at him with every venom of revulsion... How can a man be so annoying?

"What do you mean then? Has strip suddenly become another language of modesty?" I puffed, fist clenched and chest heaving badly.

"You're getting infuriated over nothing darling, you told me you'll do anything to get your good grade back. I'm a man with needs darling, I just told you what I wanted." He said casually and crossed his arms around his chest.

"Good Lord!" I exclaimed in awe,

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" I asked angrily, trying hard not to haul one of the big books on his desk at him.

"Nothing, there's nothing wrong with me, you are the one with the problem, you have a big problem and the fact that you're unwilling to ac