Chapter 46

"Andrius ..." Anya whispered as the man released her.

"Anya, are you okay?" From nowhere Sir Ryan appeared with concern on his face. Anya looked at him for a moment and immediately looked back at the mysterious man earlier, but it was no longer there.

Anya looked around but the place where they were was very dark. She walked quickly to see the area illuminated by the lights but saw nothing but students at night.

"Hey, are you looking for something?" Ryan whispered to Anya.

Anya stared at Ryan as she turned to face him. Her heart was still beating so fast. She was sure that she saw Andrius' eyes. Or so she thought. She didn't know. She was confused. She was uncertain.

"Did you see that?" she asked him.

"What?" Ryan's confused answer to her.

Suddenly, Anya grabbed the collar of Ryan's uniform and pulled his face close to hers and kissed the man.

Anya kissed Ryan Pimentel in front of the College of Arts building. Right in front of the Night Class students. Everyone applauded for what she had done but she did not care. She shifted her eyes and burst into tears.

Andrius Monterio in his piercing blue eyes stared at her. He was standing in front of the school gate. He was eyeing her. A glint of anger was evident on his face.

But, Anya didn't care.

All she cared about was a little glimpse of Andrius' handsome face and how she missed him.

"Andrius!" Anya shouted at Andrius as she watched him walk away. She followed him even though it was dark all around. But, her hope was lost when he did not even look at her and rode in his parked car.

Anya touched her chest and patted it slowly. It was throbbing in pain.

"Are you okay ma'am?" A student asked her. Anya looked at and nodded slightly.

"Ma'am Anya, what's the problem? Are you okay? I never thought you would kiss me," Sir Ryan asked Anya one question after another. He looked embarrassed and scratched his head while not staring into her eyes.

"Sorry, Sir," Anya apologized when she remembered what she had done to him earlier.

"Because of that?" Ryan's astonishing question. His handsome face frowned as he stared at Anya in confusion.

"For kissing you. I'm sorry, Sir Ryan," Anya continued as she quickly left Ryan who was dumbfounded.

Anya sighed as she walked away. She ordered herself. Sometimes she didn't think clearly. Desperate to see Andrius again, she thought of kissing her fellow teacher in front of the Night Class students.

"Argh! Really stupid!" she hissed.

While in class Anya did not pay much attention to what she was saying. Her brain was thinking so many things. How did Andrius find her? Or if he searched for her for what reason? She thought that he hated her. So why was he here now? She wanted to answer so many questions but no one could tell her but Andrius. But, he was gone.

"Ma'am, it's time. Essay writing is over. These are our papers." One of her students grabbed her attention. Anya nodded and looked around the classroom. Everyone was busy arranging their belongings and they looked like they would come out.

She looked at her wristwatch and looked at the time. It was past nine thirty in the evening. So she stood up and took the student's answer sheet. She would no longer go to the College of Teacher Education building. She would just take the student papers to their house.

Anya came out just in time when her fellow teacher, Sir Ryan, stopped her. She frowned. Looking at Ryan, it looked like he had been waiting for her for a while.

"Why Sir? Is there any problem?" Anya asked.

"You owe me an explanation, Ma'am. You just kiss me in public. Then you say, sorry?" Ryan replied. He accompanied Anya on the walk and seemed to be bored that he talked to her nonstop. While Anya was still on his back and looked annoyed at what was happening.

Anya sighed before facing Ryan. Then she looked around to see the students coming out. They were already outside the campus so she could breathe easily without them caring about what was going on between her fellow teachers.

"I already told you my apology Sir for kissing you. It does not mean that I kissed you, I want you," Anya said.

"What?! You're that kind of woman?" It was a shocking accusation from Ryan.

Anya was caught off-guard. What she heard from Ryan could not be overstated. Of all people he would say those words to her. She laughed at him sarcastically, afterwards. She was judged again.

"Now you know. Please, you can leave me, Sir Ryan. It's late. I'm going home," Anya said in conviction.

"I'll take you home—" he offered.

"No, Thank you!" Anya answered immediately. She no longer wanted to be indebted to the man. She knew immediately what kind of person he was, even though she did not know him well.

"Please, Anya. Just this once—"

Ryan did not finish anything he wanted to say when Andrius suddenly appeared in front of them. What Anya knew was that he had left, so she was stunned to see him up close.

"If the girl said no, respect it!" Andrius said firmly to Ryan who looked back and forth between the two of them. "Now, go!" he added.

"Who are you? Your arrogance, ah!"

Anya looked at Ryan sharply because of what he said. He seemed to be challenging Andrius for a fight. While Andrius smiled at what Ryan said.

"Ryan, leave! Please, don't make a scene here," Anya said to the young man and shook her shoulder.

Andrius raised an eyebrow as he watched Anya and Ryan. He raised an eyebrow at them. But when he could no longer bear it, he pulled Anya closer to him. He held her tightly in her hand so that she would not split away.

"Tssk! You will have a day with me, bastard! Remember what I looked like!" Ryan said proudly before leaving them. Then he jumped into his car and blew his horn a few times. He was obviously in rage before he drove his car fast.

When Ryan left, Anya faced Andrius who was staring at her intently. His blue eyes pierced through her soul.

"I—I'm..." Anya could not continue what she was going to say. The masculinity of Andrius' eyes sent her shiver. But then, she got stunned when he suddenly hugged her. Her eyes widened. Andrius' hug was so tight as if he didn't want to let her go.

Anya stayed still. She was uncertain if she would hug him or not. In the end, she let her heart take over. She let herself hug him too. Anya rested her head on Andrius' chest while she wrapped her arms at his back. She could hear Androus' heartbeat almost at the same time as her heartbeat too. It was overwhelming. It was the same as before.

Five years.

Five years of how she loved to hug him again but couldn't. And now that he was here in front of her, it may not be superfluous if she gave herself up. Because the truth was, she was living lifeless throughout those years. And now that Andrius was here, she felt complete.

Anya was home.

Yes! For five years, she was finally home. Andrius' embrace was her sanctuary. It still soothed her raging heart and chaos just like before.

Teary eyed, Anya's chest tightened and seemed to have difficulty breathing. She blinked several times to wipe away the tears that were coming in her eyes. There was no doubt that she missed him. She missed him. She missed him so much.

"I hate you for leaving me. But I fucking miss you too. You know how unfair you are to me, Anya?" Andrius whispered at the top of Anya's head. His voice was full of resentment which further caused her heart ache. Because of what he said, the tears she had been holding back were completely shed.

That seemed to be the case. She had been deceitful to him in many things. But how could she tell Andrius the things she was hiding, if she was still afraid of what might happen to them? She was afraid for her son. She feared for Andrius and his company.

In that thought, Anya quickly wiped the tears from her eyes with one hand. Then she looked around and saw no one noticing them. She breathed a sigh of relief. She hoped it was just like this. She hoped everything was that easy. Andrius hugged her while she hugged him too. Simple thing but hard to get.

"I can't breathe, Andrius," she whispered to him.

Andrius seemed appalled and released her afterwards. He stared into her eyes. His blue eyes reflected his sadness and longing for Anya for the past five years.

He admitted that he was a wreck when Anya left. From the time she hid herself was also the destruction of his heart. He was angry at what she did to him but he could not deny to himself how much he missed her.

He wanted to ask Anya many questions that only she could answer. He wanted to clarify a lot that until now there was still no answer. And now that he has found her, he would make sure that the girl should pay for what she did to him. Especially the chaos she made in his heart.

Andrius stared at Anya and hugged her tightly, again. Her embrace would be the first payment for what she did to him. "I wanted to hug you like this. Kiss you senseless and punish you. But for now, let us stay like this for a while, Anya. You and me," he whispered. Anya nodded so Andrius tightened his grip to her tiny body.

After a while, Andrius took Anya inside his car that was parked not far from the university he was attending. He smiled when Anya let him do what he wanted to do to her. He stared at her intently. She didn't change a bit. She was even more beautiful in his eyes.

"Where are you taking me?" Anya questioned him. Her eyes were uncertain.

"In the place where only you and me," he replied.

Andrius reached out to Anya and caressed her beautiful face. His eyes lingered the whole of her and without hesitation he kissed her from the tip of her nose down to her beautiful lips. He closed his eyes, instantly. Anya did the same. They lightly caressed each other's lips. It was still the punishment they wanted for each other.

As Andrius was kissing his nerdy secretary, the feeling was divine. He had been longing for her kisses and now that she was here. He would never let her go, again. His first love. His first heartache. His name is Anya de Vega.