At Derek’s office.

A blonde female student was sitting on a seat opposite Derek’s rectangular desk.

The lust flashing in her eyes was very intense and almost overflowed, but she was still forcing herself to restrain herself.

She had come to Derek and pleaded to him to brush up on what he had taught them in the class with an excuse that she came late for the lecture.

Derek was kind enough to scramble back to what he had taught them in the class earlier, he was explaining the topic proficiently to the lady, ignoring the ardor on her face.

He could effortlessly tell that she was not here to learn but to flirt with him.

Watching how his cherry-like lips move as he explains, the lady clenched her clothing in her fist, the heat pooling between her thighs was overwhelming.

“You’ve got an intriguing voice, Mr. Derek,” her soft voice interrupted what Derek was saying. He looked at her face from the textbook in front of him on the desk.

“Thanks. I’ll stop here,” Derek said, getting on his feet.

The girl frowned; he was stopping already when she hadn’t heard any of his teachings.

She also stood up; her panties had become so wet.

Derek was trying to arrange his desk when he suddenly felt a hand holding his waist. He put on a cocky smile; he was quite expecting it too.

“Just once Mr. Derek, I don’t care if it’s just once. I want you to fuck me really hard on this table,” the girl pleaded earnestly, her head was resting on Derek’s wide back.

Derek just giggled, holding her tiny hands, and then turned around to look at her.

Her golden eyes pierced into his dark brown eyes. At that moment, her heart was pounding wildly as if it could jump out of her chest at any time.

Derek smiled down at her, “You’re my student, girl, and such can never happen between me and my student. Do you understand?” he explained to her word by word, it was obvious that he wasn’t offended by what the girl had just done.

Tears gathered in her eyes, “But what do I do, Mr. Derek? I’m already wet for you,” she gulped and then continued, “Please sir, I need you and I promise this secret will only remain between us,”

She held his brown blazer, attempting to take it off but Derek held her hand halfway.

“Get out of my office now, while I’m being nice,” he said calmly, tossing her hand away.

The inscrutable look on his face couldn’t let the girl decipher what was running through his mind at that moment.

Right then, a knock came on the door and the person let herself inside without waiting for a confirmation.

Lines Derek’s forehead, “Do you even lack simple courtesy too? Who asked you to come inside before you barged in like that?” his jaw clenched in reproach as he spoke.

Karina walked nearer, her heels clicking against the floor as she stared between the girl to Derek's face.

“What’s going on here?” she asked in her usual authoritarian voice.

Derek sat down on his seat and asked sharply, “What are you doing here?”

Karina sent a deadly glare to the lady standing there all the time who immediately understood the message; she carried her textbooks quickly and scurried out of the place.

“After seeing you with your girlfriend yesterday, I can’t believe my eyes, catching a female student flocking around you here,” Karina said with a tiny smirk draping around her lips.

“What do you want?” Derek asked in a low menacing voice, his brows were tightly knitted giving off the impression of annoyance.

Karina walked nearer and dropped her handbag on his table and then sat down.

“I want to start the private tutorial today, so I came to drop my house address,”

Derek huffed and entwined his arms around his chest, “There was no agreement I’ll be tutoring you in your house, ma’am,” he said, sarcasm screaming in his voice.

“And why do you think I’m here?” Karina asked, looking at him pointedly, “The tutor will be taking place in my house and of course in my room to be precise,” a sneer appeared on her face at the end of her words.

Derek didn’t argue or say anything as he continued to glare coldly at her.

“Unfortunately for you Mr. Derek, you can’t refuse my mom, isn’t it?” her sneer deepened while she rubbed the edge of the table with her slender fingers.

“Drop the address and leave when you’re done,” Derek said curtly as he rose to his feet and walked out of his desk.

With a gratified smile playing on Karina’s lips, she watched his retreating figure until he was out of the office.

***

Derek looked up at the white magnificent mansion, the building stood tall over him-it felt like a déjà vu.

The front yard villa was covered with a large lawn with green and soft grass. There was a rockery beside the plants with water rushing through it.

Below that was a pool filled with ornamental fish, peculiar-looking green fish with long tails; they looked like some rare valuable species.

In the front, there was a round table, four rattan chairs, and a parasol.

“Follow me now, sir,”

The voice of the servant cut off Derek’s trance. He looked at the young lady and smiled awkwardly before following behind her humbly.

To the front villa and the lobby, they arrived in the living room and Derek couldn’t help the little ‘whoa’ that escaped his lips.

The pulchritudinous room was the perfect definition of paradise on earth.

While following the maid in slow gaits, he fed his eyes with the beautiful ergonomic interior design of the room. The tall ceilings that were above ten meters; he’s never seen tops that were as tall giant as these.

In the hallway, Derek admired the artistic artworks that were shattered on the walls, and the next minute, he found himself trailing his fingers all over the place.

“Here we are, sir,” this same voice snapped him out of his fantasy.

Smiling, “Just call me Derek. My name is Derek,” he told the maid who in turn bowed before turning and knocking on the tall door.

“Come in,” the voice yelled out causing Derek to cringe at her high-pitched voice.

The maid went in first and notified after a bow, “Your guest_”

“Just let him in,” Karina halted her in the mid-sentence, and once again, the maid bowed and then allowed Derek to come in.

The moment Derek’s gaze came in contact with Karina’s, her mind suddenly went blank and for about ten seconds, she couldn’t find the right words to say to this Greek god first.

“If you are just going to drool then I would like to take my leave,” Derek blurted out, his jaw twitching with irritation.

Karina scoffed as she slid off the bed; something close to disappointment could be seen flitting behind her beautiful eyes.

“You’re always full of yourself, Derek. Do you think that I, Karina Donovan will ever take a liking for a lowlife tutor like you?” she asked in a calm voice, her lips curving to a lopsided grin.

Derek nodded gratefully, “I’m glad to hear this from you, Miss,” he enthused and then began to stroll to the end of the room and then perched down on the soft loveseat sofa.

Karina’s hands balled into fists. This was not the reaction she had expected from him.

At that moment, her gaze accidentally traveled to the doorway and she was damn astounded to see the maid still standing there.

“What are you still doing here, you bitch!” she cried out, charging toward her.

“You haven’t ordered me to leave yet, ma’am,” the maid rushed out her words with her eyes closed, preparing for anything- maybe a tight slap because that was her trademark.

“Get me a glass of orange juice,” Karina demanded under rough her breath and then walked in Derek’s direction at once.

However, the maid was still staring at her in bewilderment and it took her several seconds before she forced her leg and went to bring her order.

“Tell me everything you know in Biology,” Derek said easily while bringing out his laptop and some other textbooks from his cross bag.

Karina leaned back in her seat and crossed her leg, “Just the spelling,” she also replied simply.

Derek put down the books on the tea table in the middle and looked over at her face, his full dark brows furrowing.

“What spelling?”

“Biology,” Karina retorted, “B-I-O-L-O-G-Y” she spelled out each word and a loud huff immediately left Derek’s lips as he raised a hand and rubbed his forehead.

Right then, a soft knock disrupted, and after a word of approval from Karina, the same maid that had left earlier to get her order came in with a glass of orange juice.

“Here’s your order, ma’am,” she announced as she stretched forth the glass for Karina.

Karina slowly stood up and collected the glass from the maid but her next action stunned even Derek.

She splashed the whole content of the juice on the poor maid’s face and then threw the glass on the tiled floor which shattered immediately.

“How dare you get me orange juice instead of an apple?”