Lucian sat inside Professor Elena’s office and everything inside only made him feel worse. Professor Elena was one of the most popular women in the University, she was young, pretty, intelligent and... she had a nigh-perfect body that the boys constantly talked about behind her back.

She was in her late twenties, she had long dark brown hair tied in a neat, professional ponytail, sharp intelligent eyes, full lips, a small nose, and smooth, clear skin. Her white blouse hugged her large, full breasts and her black pencil skirt perfectly accentuated her hourglass figure—ample breasts, narrow waist and wide, shapely hips.

And it wasn’t just her face and body, for Lucian, it was more.

Her scent was... addictive.

*Picture*

The faint sweetness of her skin, the light floral notes from her shampoo, the scent of that subtle warmth between her thighs, all of it made his mouth water.

And...

Her office was filled with her scent.

"Haaahhh... Haaahh..."

Lucian’s breathing turned ragged again, he wanted to throw the filthy images he was imagining out of his mind, but the scent made it next to impossible, his mind never once stopped thinking about Professor Hart.

From the start till now, it never once considered what he had done or how he had hurt those four and Lucian hated himself for it.

He grabbed the armrest of the chair he was sitting on, almost as if he was trying to hold himself back. He closed his eyes, tried to think of different things to divert his mind and just as he felt like it was working—

The door opened and Elena walked in with a strict, angry look on her face and a file in her hands.

"Do you even realize what you have done?"

She raised her voice as she slammed the file on the table.

"Broken ribs, shattered fist, damage at the back of the head, do you understand how grave those injuries are?

Ryan is already on the way to the hospital because the University Hospital said his condition is much more critical.

Have you lost your mind!?"

Elena snapped.

Lucian remained silent.

Half of him wasn’t even listening to what Professor Elena was saying, he was more focused on not jumping on the professor right now and ravishing her.

That was how extreme his current thoughts were, he was barely hiding his bulge under his thighs, his breathing was still ragged, his body was hot and he was sweating profusely.

Elena, however, did not know that, so she continued—

"Lucian."

This time, she said his name a little lightly.

Lucian was her student, he was actually one of the few students who had stuck out among hundreds of students she saw every day.

He took notes in class, asked doubts, even came after her when he didn’t understand anything and yet, even after all that, his marks were always... below average.

At first, she and other professors thought he was a typical slacker who pretended to study, but slowly, her opinion began to change.

Lucian wasn’t pretending.

He just... didn’t have the mind for the subjects he was studying. Elena had seen him study, she had seen his notes, they were so properly maintained that more than once, she had thought of asking him for them and replacing her own notes with them.

It was just that Lucian’s mind was incapable of understanding or memorising those notes, even if Lucian forced himself to remember them, his mind just forgot after a week or two.

It was... unfortunate.

Elena had actually suggested Lucian drop out and pursue something else, something he had interest in and his mind could retain but every time she did, Lucian smiled wryly and excused himself politely.

He was a polite, hardworking student who never caused any trouble.

"I know you are going through a hard time."

Elena muttered, looking at Lucian with a gentle look on her face. Lucian kept his head down, that only made Elena more sympathetic towards him.

But that didn’t mean she would let him off the hook—

"But that doesn’t excuse you to do whatever you please. What you did today could have killed them, it was an aggravated assault.

Do you understand what that means?

Expulsion is the least of your concerns right now, you can go to jail if they press charges!"

Lucian stayed silent, his body started to tremble.

Obviously not because of the reasons Elena believed, but for now, that actually worked in Lucian’s favor since that strengthened Elena’s sympathetic side even further.

"Lucian, look."

She began.

"I am not trying to scare you, what I want is for you to understand how grave your actions were.

Even if you get..."

Elena continued to speak, Lucian, on the other side, was having a difficult time breathing now, Elena’s scent in the room was too strong, he was losing control.

This was when Lucian decided.

It was a bad idea.

He shouldn’t have come to University, even if he had to train himself to get used to his new body, University was definitely not the place for it, so while Elena was still talking—

"What you did today disappointed me—"

Lucian stood up, his head still down and—

"I’ll drop out."

"What...?"

Elena stopped mid-sentence.

Lucian still didn’t look at her, he just repeated himself, this time, in a harsher, louder voice.

"I’ll drop out.

This was a bad idea to begin with!"

"What bad idea?"

Elena tried to ask, but by then, Lucian was already beside the door.

"Lucian, wait—!"

Elena tried to call him, but it didn’t work, Lucian, knowing that he would no longer be able to control himself if he remained here, rushed out of his professor’s room, leaving her standing with a stunned look on her face.

Lucian didn’t care, he rushed through the corridor, wanting to leave the campus as soon as possible.

His body was still trembling, those filthy thoughts he had about Professor Elena were still fresh in his mind and it made him feel disgusted.

What the hell am I becoming?