Laura looked at the professor to see his eyes widen with shock and surprise. She wasted no time and decided to run for the door but luck wasn't on her side. The professor was faster than her and pulled her to the floor with her hair."You bitch!" He snarled as he sat on top of her. "You think you can try to escape from me? Never! Not under my watch" Laura screamed in fear as she saw the look on the professor's face. He looked so feral and scary. "Somebody help me. Please help me!" She screamed out loudly. The professor hit her mouth to keep her from shouting but she fought back and continued to scream.She couldn't scream before because even if she had, nobody would be able to save her because the door was already locked automatically from inside. She had been saving her strength from when she would need it. The professor had forgotten that she had actually opened the door and anybody could walk in. He was focused mainly on the fact that he had caught her and could have her to hims
Days passed by in a blur and Damson was starting to get used to living in the Wilson's house. Laura's cousin still made things difficult for him while Mrs Wilson was always oblivious to things happening around her.Laura's cousin used her as her puppet to make life unbearable for Damson but she wasn't smart enough to even realize that. She was really that oblivious. Things became very awkward between Damson and Laura after what happened to her in her professor's office. After she had told Damson to follow her to the student union building to report the professor, she went back to grab her bag from the sculpture room. She had told Damson to leave her alone and go but he didn't. She was injured and he just couldn't leave her alone. They were walking home together when all of a sudden, she sat on the floor and started to cry. Everything that happened and the pain she was feeling from her entire body was too much that she started to cry. It took Damson by surprise and after watching he
They got to the wedding location and they walked towards the building. They got to the entrance only to realize that someone was telling people to return back home. Damson was wondering why and what was going on.People stood in batches, whispering to themselves as they all talked about what happened but Damson didn't understand what they were saying. He walked forward to meet the person that was sending people back and asked him what was happening. "The issue right now is that the family of the bride just realized that her husband paid fake money to us as her bride price. This is such a disgrace to us and because of that this wedding won't hold anymore!""Viktor thinks he can outsmart us and make us look like fools? That is very wrong! He thinks because we are illiterates and didn't go to school he can play on our intelligence? He is very wrong." "We're no longer giving him a chance to get married to our family! He is a very bad person and can't be trusted. All he would do is brin
These clothes are not properly washed!" Caleb shouted from the other side of the room, making Damson groan out loudly. He let out a puff of air as Caleb came into the bathroom. He tried to control his anger, he was at the verge of breaking down, but he seriously needed the money from doing his laundry. He had been working hard, going on numerous and ridiculous errands for his mates. He also did a lot of part time jobs. He needed the extra cash so he could afford a ring his girlfriend, Mia, wanted for her birthday. Damson really loved her and always dreamt of them spending the rest of their lives together. He would do anything to make her happy. He has been trying his best, living from hand to mouth to satisfy her wants, despite him being really broke. He smiled at the thought of the excitement he'll get to see on her face when he gets her the ring and that gave him more energy to work more and harder. He hated the idea of doing Caleb's laundry. He's a rich, rude and snobbish gu
I'm the what?" Damson asked, trying to hold back his laughter."You're the next heir to the family's company, young master and we need you.” The caller replied. Damson burst out in a fit of laughter. "Is this a prank?" "This must be a prank.” He said."This is not a prank young master, there's a lot to talk about, which I cannot do over the phone. Would you kindly tell me your location, I'll come and pick you up.” The caller said. Damson kept quiet for a moment. He had no idea who the caller was and he was skeptical about revealing his location just like that. "I'm a student of Palmers University. You can wait at the university gate. I'll meet you there.” Damson said, after so much begging from the caller to share his location. "Thank you, young master.”The caller said happily"I'll be there as early as possible.” He said before disconnecting the call. Damson went back to sleep, his mind lingering around Mia, her betrayal and the call with the stranger. ***It was 10am in the
"What is this? A free club membership card?" she shouted angrily. "Does this place look like a joke to you?""Not only are you wretched and poor, you're also mentally derailed." she shouted at him, making everyone look at him. "Security! Please come and drag this boy out of this place." she continued. Before Damson could explain that he gave her the wrong card, the security guards already dragged him out. "I have the membership card.” Damson shouted as he struggled with the security guards.. "You don't have it, you liar." she replied, walking towards him. "I think you need to go for a check up. I understand why you are behaving like this. Poverty can make you think of the impossible.""You do not have the membership card." she continued "Will you at least, let me prove that I have the card, before you come up with your ridiculous conclusions?" Damson said angrily. "I put the club membership card and the bank membership card together in my pocket, so they got mixed up. This is
Damson was furious as he watched the bank manager call the security on him. "This is the membership card with me. Here is the proof that I came here for a reason, which is to withdraw an amount of money. I just want my money." he said, frustrated."Where did you get this card from?" the bank manager asked as he snatched the card from damson. "This card is not an ordinary card you can see or find anywhere. The only reason that you have this card with you right now is because you stole it!""I know thieves from the first glance and I do know you're one. Not only did you steal this card, you also had the audacity to come into the bank, claiming it's yours." "This might not be your first time stealing but it will surely be the last. You might have thought you would never get caught, but today is not your lucky day." he continued, angrily."The card is mine, I didn't steal it! I am not a thief and I won't let you treat me as one." Damson said as he struggled to fight off the security gu
"Oh, shit. I'm going to be late." Damson thought to himself as he looked at the time displayed in the taxi's dashboard. "Can you go faster, please? I need to get to school as soon as possible or else I won't be able to get into my dorm." He pleaded with the driver. "Do you want me to fly? Don't you tell me what to do!" the driver replied angrily."If you knew you were in a hurry to go back to your dorm, you would have left where you were early. It's better you shut your filthy mouth and mind yourself." "Why so angry?" Damson muttered to himself as he decided to keep quiet. The turn of events at the bank was still fresh in his memory and the last thing he wanted to do was to get into a fight with the driver.When he got to school, he realized he was really late and couldn't go to the dorm again. He didn't also want the security to start asking him questions and stressing him on why he chose to come late. Instead, he made his way to the cafeteria. The plan was to enter the cafeteri