The Hot Professor

I went to the dance floor with an unknown person. I’m not in my senses now. We danced, standing in front of each other. As the person grabbed my waist and yanked me to himself, I didn’t feel good. Now, I’m regretting badly saying yes to him.

”Leave me, I don’t want to dance with you.” I tried to push him away.

”What happened, baby? Why are you saying no now?” As he asked, coming closer to me, I instantly moved my face back, scowling at him.

What did I do with myself? This man is so disgusting.

Before I could do something, my saviour, Zain marched towards us, killing him with his glare. He pulled him away from me and punched him hard on his face many times, holding his collar. Then he left his collar and gave him the last punch. The person slumped down on the floor in an unconscious state, bleeding.

After that he glared at me, his eyes are spitting fire and his jaw is clenched. I gulped the lumps down my throat in fear because I have awakened his inside devil. His anger is very dangerous.

He seized my wrist and dragged me out of the club.

As we reached the parking area, he grasped my arms and pinned me against the car. He gave me a deadly glare. ”What were you doing with that bastard on the dance floor?” He asked, clutching my arms.

”Because, because you hugged that girl.” I stammered, telling him the truth.

He gritted his teeth. ”You let that bastard touch you because you were jealous of me?” He asked in a disbelief tone, digging his nails in my arms.

Now I’m literally shivering with the fear.

I know, I know, I did stupidity and his anger is justified, but I want to know who was the girl with him.

”Why did you let that girl touch you?” I questioned him back.

”She was my cousin.” He bawled, I widened my eyes in shock after knowing this. I experienced a sharp pang of guilt.

Oh, fuck! Now I really deserve his anger. What the fuck I have done because of my jealousy. I’m regretting it badly now.

”And for your kind information, she hugged me, I didn’t. You know that I hate girls, Inaya.” My heart ached when for the first time, he called me Inaya instead of Princess. He’s really angry with me. Now I’m looking at him in guilt.

”You have really disappointed me this time.” He left my arms, jerking me away. I can vividly see in his eyes that he’s hurt. I hurt him. My heart is crying inside. I’m feeling immense pain because I’m the reason that he is hurt today.

”I’m sorry.” I apologised and a few tears trickled down my cheeks.

”Sit in the car. I’m dropping you home.” He commanded without looking at me and marched toward the other side of the car. He opened the door and sat inside. I composed myself and climbed into the car after wiping my tears. As I sat inside, he started the car engine, he is angry and badly hurt. He’s not even looking at me now. My chest is getting heavy because of pain and remorse.

He is driving the car harshly in anger and I’m staring at him in guilt. I’m not understanding how to calm him down because today it’s my fault that he is so angry.

After a few minutes, our car screeched to a halt in front of my home.

”Go home.” He ordered sternly, glaring straight.

”Zain, I’m sorry.” I started crying because I want to stay with him. ”I don’t want to go, leaving you alone like this. You can take your anger out on me,”

He turned his face towards me and suddenly roared at me, “you have no idea, how angry I’m right now. I can hurt you, Go home.”

I know only I can calm him down and he’s wrong, he can never hurt me. I’m ready to take his anger because I deserve it. I made him angry by letting that bastard touch his Princess. I’m disappointed with myself. I deserve the punishment for my mistake.

”I don’t care. I just want to stay with you. I deserve your anger. It is my fault. I’ll not go. I’ll stay with you.” As I uttered stubbornly, he clenched the steering and squeezed his eyes shut to control his anger.

”You’re making me angrier, get out of the car.” He glared at me in anger and yelled, I shook my head.

He unlocked the door and stormed out of the car before opening the door of my side and pulling me out of the car after seizing my wrist. He slammed the door close and I flinched.

After that he sat inside the car and drove off, leaving me alone, crying in guilt. I went home.

Thank God, today mom and dad have gone out for the dinner.

I’m wandering across the room, thinking about him. I’m getting restless and drowning in the guilt. I want to calm him down. I can’t leave him alone in that state.