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"You should file a police report. Those bastards must be punished," Danny and Bethany were so angry their fists tightened with Isabella's every word.
They were scared as well as furious. They couldn't believe that so many things had happened to Isabella, and they didn't know.
What if something had happened? Would they ever be able to forgive themselves? It was their fault that they took her there, but did not take care of her.
"I'm sorry Isabella," Bethany hugged her at first, while Danny wiped her tears before hugging her, "I'm sorry, too. We were so careless last night. It won't happen again."
"Stop it, it was not your fault. We went there for the party and you can't just babysit me there. It was my misfortune," Isabella smiled while her both hands were patting their back to calm them down. These are two of the best gems she has had since the beginning of her college. Apart from her father, she has these two crazy women as her supporters.
Bethany and Danny were both rich girls. It supported her a lot as a backer in this atmosphere or the spoiled kids of this college would not leave her so easily. Though Isabella wasn't rich like them, she wasn't poor either.
She needed someone with whom she could share her things. As an introvert, it was hard for her to blend into groups. Now She was blessed with these fools. Though she didn't attend clubs like them, they shared everything.
"Just slap us, we will feel good." Bethany pleaded like a sinner as if without a punishment she would drown in her sin forever.
"Two of you are strangling me. Get away from me," Isabella pushed them aside as she felt like a rope wrapped around her body and it was so hard for her to move or breathe.
"Hey Look." The three of them heard several exciting sounds at once, which drew their attention to the door as they were all pointing and shouting.
At first, their dean entered with five of the college's professors, and there was nothing to shout, but Bethany and Danny's jaws dropped when a man followed them. Not only theirs but if Isabella turned her eyes she would see that almost everyone's jaw dropped too.
But what Isabella was feeling was like she was in a dream where she can only see the same man everywhere. Now the new lecturer also looks like him.
"Fucking devil. He is so hot," the grasping and whispering could be heard around Isabella, but it still didn't pull her out of the trance. Her eyes didn't blink, nor did her lip move. That's when Danny pinched her waist and she shrieked.
"I never saw you so mesmerized by a man. Do you want me to talk to him about you?" Danny found Isabella dazzled over the lecturer, and it never had happened before. Isabella got plenty of proposals. She has an ethereal look that makes everyone want to possess her, but she turned down each of them.
When they asked the reason, she always said that she didn't feel the spark of those proposals, which made her less interested in tangling with them. That is why she is still a virgin now. One more thing she always expresses is that love has a deep meaning in her life. It cannot simply be passed from one to another. This kind of love she didn't prefer.
It sometimes coerces them to follow Isabella, but you know, not everyone is the same. They can't live a moment without men. Sex is also an important part of their life.
"No, don't do that. I don't like him," Isabella expressed, but didn't get time to speak more as their Dean's voice rang on the mic.
"Good morning Westwood. It's been a long time since you all haven't seen my face because I'm not in good health. I am here today to announce a special acknowledgment." With the Dean's words, Isabella realized that this was not just a lecture, there was something more.
"We have with us Mr. Alexander Luther, who will be our new president and the new owner of Westwood College." As the dean announced, everyone gasped heavily. What they heard and what had just happened were different.
Some girls were blushing, and some of them are jealous looking at those blushing girls as they are not as beautiful as them, so they won't get a chance to please this handsome hunk. Without declaring, everyone started competing to win this man.
In truth, they don't care if he will be the chairman or anything, just they want to get close to him. He was like a fatal attraction that took everyone's breath away.
Isabella blinked a few times, then tilted her head down. Inside her lot of things started twirling like a storm, felt that something is going to change forever but it was hard to explain what it this. She is just a student, so there shouldn't be a problem with changing the president. But why was she feeling restless and suffocated by this man's presence?
"Isabella, are you okay? Your back is wet. Why are you sweating?" As Bethany extended her hand to Isabella's chair, her palm touched Isabella's back and felt wet.
"I'm fine, Bethany. I think my back is sweating because the air conditioner in the room wasn't working," whispered Isabella and straightened her back, leaning on the backrest.
"What rubbish! the conditioner..." Bethany's word wasn't even finished when the charming voice rang throughout the hall.
"Hello! I am Alexander, just as Dean said, I am the new president. I am also the king of Luther's empire. And because of this reason, I won't be present in college often but will come when needed. I hope the reputation of Westwood college will flourish more in the future, also there are a few rules that are about to change. You will find out soon," Alexander looked up as he finished. His purple eyes roamed from everyone to Isabella, who dipped her eyes on the table as soon as their gaze met.
"Anyone has any question?" Alexander asked. His tone was not too high, not too low, but seductive, and his eyes were pasted on Isabella. His gaze was so intimated that Bethany and Danny were forced to lower their eyes down.
"Bella, he is looking at you. Do you know him already?" Bethany spoke in a hushed tone, and Danny's tone was barely audible. "His look is so dangerous."
"Sir, I have a question." As soon as someone's voice rang, the intimated pressure subsided a lot, and three of them raised their eyes to the person who was braver than them.
And the person was none other than queen Alexy. As expected, like her boobs, her mouth is also hungry for men. The dress she was wearing right now was disgusting. No one could even imagine wearing it in classes. It was so revealing from the front. But yes, her group and she can do it.
"Yes, miss?" Alexander reluctantly shifted his eyes to the woman who asked and would be the unnecessary questions he knew.
"I am Alexy. My question is, why did you choose this department over any other department?" Alexy asked in a coquettish voice, at the same time her posture was equally provocative.
Bethany and Danny sneered at her. They knew Alexy was always loved to be the center of attraction. But in front of them, there is a dean also so many professors were standing. Still, she didn't hesitate to flirt here.
"I hate love stories, so I want to know how it feels to be in a department you don't like." There was a pin drop silence as he ended.
"I know everyone here is a fan of Jane Austen, Charlotte Brontë, and.....," Alexander didn't even finish when Alexy interrupted, which distorted his mood instantly.
"I don't either, sir."
"Then what are you doing here?" His purple eyes narrowed at the woman, and the mic on Alexy's hand trembled.
"I. I love learning English literature, it's just I don't like..." Alexy's lips cracked awkwardly. Bethany and Danny couldn't control their mouth, were about to burst, but Isabella pinched their thigh, and they placed their hand over their lips.
"Sit down," Alexander said and Alexy didn't waste a single time slumped back between her two friends.
"In upcoming days, we will hold multiple programs. You'll soon know about it. There are also benefits if I found you eligible."
"Thank you," Alexander finished and walked out of the class but before his last step was about to touch outside, his eyes again fell on Isabella and those purple eyes met with the Hazel one and the spark was immediately felt as goosebumps all over Isabella's body.