Page 24 of My Sweet Psycho


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What the fuck was he playing at?

“I suggest you remove your hand from my person,” I said stiffly.

“That's why I like you, Nari. So prim and proper. I can make things easy for you or difficult,” he said as his hand slid upwards.

I swatted his hand away as I jumped up.

“I’m going to report you, you creep,” I snapped at him as I grabbed my bag.

“I’ve been here for over twenty years. No one will believe you,” he said with a nasty look on his face as he stood up.

My stomach churned with disgust because this couldn't be his first rodeo. He had never said or done anything to make me suspect he was preying on his students. Twenty years in this prestigious dental institution. It made sense why he thought he could get away with it.

“Consider your options carefully. I expect an answer by next week,” he said with a smug smile as he looked me up and down.

I bit my tongue so I didn't say anything rash. I placed my bag over my shoulder and walked out of the lecture hall in a daze. Everything was going well in my life until Zieburg. As I left the building, I grabbed my phone and texted the girls for advice.

Me:Hey, so one of my lecturers just propositioned me.

Moonpie:Is he/she/they hot?

Me:WTH is wrong with you? He is trying to blackmail me. ‘I vill make zee life hard for you’ while he touched my leg. Luckily, I was wearing jeans today, but yuck!

Zofia:Is he German, or is your autocorrect ducked up?

Zofia:*fucked. Dammit.

Moonpie:Report him, babe.

Me:What if he makes some excuse or makes me out to be a liar? I just want to finish my course and get good grades. Yeah, his name is Zieburg, but he doesn't have an accent.

Zofia:Can you ask to move out of his class? The Poles have historic beef with the Germans.

Me:Yeah, that could work. I would need to look up the beef, but was it back in WW2?

Zofia:Yeah, a bit like Japan and Korea.

Moonpie:Why don't we meet up?

Me:I can't. I have another class after lunch.Ouch @ Zofia.

Moonpie:We are at work. How about after work/school?

Zofia:Central London?

Moonpie:Covent Garden?

Me:Yeah, I can do that. I need a plan. We also need to discuss your bridesmaid dresses for my wedding.

Moonpie:WHAT?!

Zofia:OMG, you're getting married?!

Me:I wanted to tell you in person, and I managed to hold it for a week. I was so close.

That made me feel a little better. I smiled as I continued to text them before having my packed lunch.

Chapter 17

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