Damson sat in the reception, waiting for the vice chancellor to call him into his office. Its been two weeks since the day he wrote professor Danielle's test and he was surprised it took two weeks before the vice chancellor called for him. He had expected him to call him the next day or two days after it happened but he didn't and it made him think professor Danielle didn't report him only for him to get disappointed today. He thought of all the possible things the vice chancellor was going to say to him and he was very sure professor Danielle would have said more than he did. He decided to not stress himself thinking of anything and waited for the vice chancellor to call him into his office. After some minutes of waiting, the vice chancellor asked him to come into his office. "Damson Malcom, I wasn't expecting to see you here again." He said, linking his fingers in front of him. I don't understand what you've been up to, or why you're rebelling but one thing I want you to know is
"Why do you want to see me?" Sasha asked, crossing her arms as she glared at Damson. He had tried to reach her so many times for the past three days, but she wasn't responding. "Can we go somewhere to talk?I don't want to have a conversation with you standing." Damson replied. He was desperate and needed to see her, so he waited for her in front of her dorm, in the early hours of the day, so he could talk to her. The birthday party was jolding in the night and he needed her to go with him. "You look like you're angry with me." Damson said, clearing his throat as soon as they found a place to sit. "Did I do something wrong?" Sasha scoffed. "I can't believe you're asking me such a question. Don't you remember what happened between us the last time? Are you kidding me or are you trying to play dumb." Damson sighed. "The argument we had the last time wasn't supposed to happen and the reason why we argued was because we didn't understand each other. Maria isn't who you think she is
"You don't have to push yourself or go to the extreme for me to look good. for me to look good." Sasha said quickly after she noticed that Damson wasn't saying anything."I can easily rent a nice gown for a very cheap price and do my make up myself. It's not going to be that bad, don't worry." She chuckled nervously. "I understand that Stellarcorp is a very big and expensive company and I don't want you to go out of your way or try to borrow money so I can look good." "If you haven't gotten yourself a tuxedo, I know of a place where you can rent one for a very cheap price." Sasha added, smiling. "We would still look good." Damson burst into laughter. "You're so funny. Why on earth would we have to rent clothes? Have you forgotten that I won the lottery?" He smirked. "And have you also forgotten about our $2000 dollars from the challenge we won after playing with those funny women?""If I didn't have the money, I wouldn't have mentioned Stellarcorp at all. The money is more than e
Damson shook his fist in pain as he glared at Leo who was struggling to get up, the force of the blow telling on his hand. He had been trying his best not to hit Leo because of Sasha because he didn't want her to get hurt. When Leo grabbed her by the hair, all he saw was red and was reminded of how he had treated Emily the same way. He was livid. He looked at Sasha who had her hands covering her mouth in shock. Her hair was out of place and her face was red from the force Leo had used to pull her hair. Everyone already left what they were doing and gathered around to know what was happening whispering amongst themselves. Leo staggered forward, shaking his head. He had a small cut on his lips and his face had a nasty bruise. He grabbed a fork from a nearby table and charged at Damson angrily. "How dare you hit me!?" He yelled. "I'm going to kill you today." He was about to stab Damson when two huge bouncers blocked his path, stopping him. "Let go of me right now! What the fuck do
Mr Wilson shook his head. "What do you mean? You can't have a girlfriend, it's impossible. My daughter should be your girlfriend, not anyone else." Damson chuckled dryly. "That's never going to happen. I will not be involved in your family for no reason. Never! I'd rather die single than marry your daughter." The main reason why I specially invited you to my birthday today is because I wanted you to see the promise contract your father wrote, with his official signature. We can't just go back on your father's words. That's impossible. We can't do that." "Mr Wilson, you're pushing me to the wall. I've been trying to keep my cool but you're making things worse for me. Do you know your nephew verbally, emotionally and physically abused poor girls?" "I know someone who's personally suffering from his abuse and I can't believe you're not doing anything about it or do you want to tell me you know nothing about it?" Damson demanded angrily. Mr Wilson avoided eye contact and bowed his he
The drive back to school was quiet as Sasha and Damson were both lost in their thoughts. Sasha kept replaying what Laura said to her in the bathroom back at the party in her head. She didn't know if she should believe her or not or just ask Damson straight up. She kept stealing glances at him and he soon noticed that she was looking at him often and sneakily. "Is there something on my face?" Damson asked with a smirk. "Or you can't just believe how handsome I look tonight?" Sasha rolled her eyes playfully. "You might be very handsome but you're also very proud. Your ego is really big.""Well that's not so bad, is it? It comes with the package." Damson replied cheekily. "Is there something you want to say? You've been looking at me a number of times and I could feel your gaze on me. It could drill a hole in me." "If it was about what happened at the party, I'm genuinely sorry about it. I didn't know that was how it was going to play out. I'm sorry for ruining your night." "Oh, no
Damson coughed, starting to get awkward in the car. He didn't understand why Sasha wasn't talking or choosing to leave. He wondered what was going on and if he had done something wrong. "Erm…Sasha, if it's about the money you'll have to pay in the hotel, you don't have to worry. You might think it's too expensive for just a night and I know you like to economise and manage but be rest assured I'll pay you back, I can even give you double the amount you'll pay." "Dummy." Sasha muttered. "That's not it. What you're saying isn't the reason why I don't want to leave. I can't believe I have to use all my mouth to talk. Can't you read the signals? Can't you figure out why I'm acting this way?""What….what signals? I don't understand." Damson asked, scratching his head. Sasha sighed and rubbed her temples. "I don't want to go into the hotel alone, I really don't want to sleep there alone and I want you to come with me. Let's spend the night together." "Oh, oh." Damson replied, understand
They got to the room and Damson didn't expect the bed to be quite small and he wondered how they were going to sleep on it together without being in each other's faces. "I'm going to take a shower first." He said to Sasha before he rushed inside the bathroom and let out a huge breath. "I'm not supposed to be nervous. Why am I nervous? This isn't the first time you'd be sleeping in a room with a girl. You've done this before with Mia." Damson thought to himself as he paced back and forth in the bathroom. He took his time having his bath before leaving the bathroom. He got to the room to see Sasha's back turned to him. Her hair over her shoulders and her smooth neck showing."Can you help me with my zipper? I've been struggling with it." She said to him softly. Damson cleared his throat and walked up to her, trying to figure out how to undo the zipper. He couldn't help but notice how smooth and fresh her skin was and how soft it felt when his fingers touched her. He shook his head,