Chapter 50: Can’t Change The Rules

It was soon 8 PM, just as James and Isabella had agreed. Isabella was slowly walking towards his office. It was already dark, and of course, nobody was around the school, which meant that it would only be Professor James in his office. She knocked on the door multiple times, but yet he did not answer. It took a while before he told her to come in. 

She opened the door and was amazed by what she saw. It seemed as though Professor James had prepared a grand setup for her, like he was welcoming her back to his office. At first, she did not want to show any emotion that she even cared at all, but she was just amazed and surprised. She couldn't believe that he could do something like this. Was this his way of telling her a story, or was this his way of trying to reconcile with her? She thought to herself. 

But she still tried to keep her calmness as she looked around with a furrowed brow. 

“What is this all about?” she questioned as James chuckled. 

“Of course you came to sing because you want to be with me again, and I can't just let you come to me empty-handed. I have to show you grandly that I want you and I love you,” James said to Isabella, who couldn't help but laugh. 

“Who said I was coming back to you? Who said I wanted to see you just because I wanted to start everything with you? Yes, you warned me at that wedding that you wanted to be back with me. But you never asked me if that was an agreed decision from me. So I don't want to be with you. I came here to clear everything. I came here to end everything,” she declared firmly, her heart racing.

“And do you also know that Lily has some good evidence against you? Evidence that you cannot even remove from the face of this earth because she will catch you no matter what you do? So the best you can do is to be with her. You need to be with her. Nothing else. Go to her,” Isabella warned, but he laughed.

“I am not going to go back to her. Okay? I want you and you alone, and nothing will change that. Why do you think I prepared all this? It's because I wanted to show you how much I care for you. It seems as though you always value surprises and nice things. Now here are the surprises. Here are the nice things. Enjoy it and indulge yourself. After you are done, come to the desk, and let's do what we always do,” Professor James said to her as he crossed his legs and sat calmly, still wearing a wicked smile on his face. 

Isabella felt so frustrated that she clenched her fists. He just would never hear. He would never change. He would continue to be who he is, and that was more than enough to infuriate her. She looked at him but could not even say a word. 

With the way he spoke in that commanding tone, she knew that something was involved and that things would not end so easily. She decided to attack him back; she would not give him that chance. 

“I don't want to. I don't want to bend my back over that desk and let you devour me again. Devour me just as you always do. This time around, it won't work. I want you far away from me. I don't want to be the slave girl that I used to be. Do whatever you want; that ends now, and that will not happen again. You have no intimidation to give me anymore or to show me that will make me scared. And another thing, I am not scared of you, and I would never be scared of you. Just know your limits and when to stop. Don't force things,” she warned, but it seemed as though he was not even listening to anything she said as he scoffed. 

“Like I care. Honestly, I don't care about anything you say or about anything you think you can do. You belong to me and not to that dumb Alex who doesn't even know how to love you. I know how to love you. I know how to take care of you. I know how to keep you in place. And of course, I know how to touch you in places that make you feel like your world is about to end. He cannot do anything. He doesn't know how to do anything. Do not forget that you are still mine. Even if you decide to go to the end of the earth, I will find you and claim you back. If you like, marry Alex. You would still be the girl I fuck in her own matrimonial bed,” James said to her, anger seeping into his voice.

Isabella felt so bitter and like a prostitute, a totally useless person, as she raised her hand and slapped Professor James harshly across the cheek. He held onto his cheek but still maintained a smirk, looking at her as if the slap did not hurt him at all. 

“If you like, pour your anger continuously, slap me as much as you want. It still would not change my decision. You are mine, and it stays that way. You belong to me and me alone,” James asserted.

“Please, Professor James, stop all these things. I know I made a huge mistake. In short, I made one of the worst mistakes in my life for ever bringing myself to you and opening my legs for you to ride me as much as you wanted. But don't let me also regret giving you that chance, even when you never deserved it,” she said to him, her voice trembling.

He laughed, 

“I deserved everything. I deserved all the chances. Because when you opened your legs for me to do what I did, you felt like the world had come to a point. I made you feel like you were in heaven without even having to die. So that was more than enough. And I need my credits. You are meant to credit me for those kinds of things I did. Do you understand? Do not ever, I mean ever claim that you regret what happened between the both of us because you do not. And another thing, stop acting like you are only obsessed with me sexually. You are not. You love me. I know you love me, and it's obvious you love me. And as for Lily, I will deal with her when the time is right. But for you, bend over and let me do what I always do,” James ordered.

Isabella felt trapped, not knowing what to do or how to go about it. But deep down, she knew she had to give him a decisive answer. She could not escape it. And of course, she could not escape this room. Even if she could try to run away, it would not be possible because Professor James would find her. He knows her everywhere, and she's still his student. 

Just then, a knock came at the door, and Professor James hesitated slightly. 

“I am not having any guests. Did you bring anybody?” he questioned. 

“No, I did not,” Isabella said hurriedly as he stood up and was about to open the door, but she stopped him by pushing him back. 

“First things first. Clarify it. Right now. Everything between the both of us is over. There's nothing going on. Please don't let us come back here again,” she pleaded, but James did not answer her. 

She pushed him away aggressively and opened the door, only to see someone she did not expect.