Zane Orion's POV:Hearing the applause doesn't quench the angry fire in my chest.The little impudent prick. He doesn't realise I could end his career before he even started. The audacity to question my qualifications. Tristan Bryan. I note the name to memory. I will think of a better way to deal with him.For now, all I want to focus on is Alex. She doesn't seem as mad or unforgiving as she sounded on that call. Just neutral. Annoyingly neutral. But that is what is so bothersome about it. I can't accept nonchalance from her about us. It meant something to me, and it would truly pierce me in the worst way possible if it didn't mean anything to her.That night in the parking lot, her moans, her hot mouth sucking me off, the look in her eyes as she did it, how much cautious we threw to the wind that night. The recklessness. It was new and exhilarating. Just listen to our bodies and make magical love. The momentary madness that took hold of me to invite her to my house for the weekend.

I get to my dorm after a thirty minutes walk. I walked instead of taking the bus because I thought it would be good for me to think things through. But it didn't do anything. I just walked the distance in a sort of exhausted rage induced trance.I am worried about Claire. I have never seen anything like that performance she put up with me. It is such a scary thing to think about the repercussions if she spread whatever she saw to the class. I have never dealt with a situation like this before, I am so lost."Oh! Hi." I say to Penny as I enter the room after a tiring walk up the stairs to our room. I was looking forward to a few quiet hours of napping before she came in. It is so surprising to see her in the room after classes. She usually hangs out around the college or even outside around the city with her gang. But here she is, laying on her bed, popcorn in front of her, her laptop playing a film loudly.She doesn't reply. I don't know if she didn't hear me or just doesn't want to

Alex's POV:"Hi, Alex. I didn't know you took walks in this park. Meet Lana, she is my princess." Professor Zane says to me as I stand there feeling all sorts of feelings. Prominent of all is that I should have listened to my damn guts when I didn't feel like coming to walk in this park.I don't usually take walks. I am severely unfit. I have not even walked for up to thirty minutes around the park, and I am already out of breath, sweating like I ran a marathon. This walk was a spur of the moment thing. I just needed to leave the room, I was feeling stuffy. Also, Penny has been around more, mopping around and being irritable. I can only guess that things are not going really well with Tristan. I can't stand another moment of her mood swings and loud sad music bouncing off the walls of the room.I also have something to mope and be sad about but mine is better experienced privately because I dare not tell anyone that the reason for my mood swings is because I fucked my professor and h

Alex Pov: "Okay, that will be all. Have a great day guys." The tall thin language lecturer wraps up her lecture after answering a couple of questions from the class. The class doesn't move or make a sound as she leaves. We are all waiting for something together with bated breaths. It is mid semester already, the time seems to have flown past but not for me. I noted every single passing week since that afternoon in the park with Professor Orion and his daughter. It has been four weeks of some kind of clarity for me. I am able to focus on my studies, classes and activities outside of my studies. I stopped taking walks in that park as a precaution but I joined a pottery class and that is as far as my extracurricular activities go. I also attend a debate club once a week. I managed to find a new friend in class. Maggie. She is nice and quiet with a sense of humour that catches one off guard. I like her. I hope she likes me as much. I rarely see Claire in class except on days we

"That," Maggie points at the door with an angry pointed finger, I notice she is flushed in the face, she is pretty worked up, I have never seen her get this worked up over anything, Maggie is always chill and almost never takes anything seriously, I feel flattered, "that wss more than just crazy. Why is she so angry that Professor Orion picked you?" "Because he didn't pick her." I say calmly, in a tone that suggests that it was a pretty straightforward deduction. I am not being totally honest, but I can't help it. "Right." Maggie says and starts packing her stuff. She wants to leave and I don't know if I should follow her. We usually go to the cafe around the corner from the department to hang out and spend the afternoon, studying or working on an assignment or just chatting. "I mean, yeah. She is just a really weird girl and she is crazy about Professor Orion. You also noticed she only attends his classes, looking like a hooker and being all chirpy throughout his lectures." I say,