Chapter 19: Hunter's P.O.V
As soon as I entered the classroom, my eyes immediately landed on Azalea. There she was, sitting in her seat like a deer caught in headlights, her eyes wide with surprise and her lips parted in astonishment. It was as if she had been caught red-handed, and the sight of her reaction sent a surge of joy coursing through me.
I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the effect I had on her. Seeing her look at me with such surprise and uncertainty only fueled my determination to win her over.
As I made my way to the front of the classroom, I could feel her gaze following me, her eyes locked on mine with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. It was a look I relished, knowing that I had her full attention.
As Azalea looked away, her cheeks flushing with heat, I couldn't help but feel a small smirk tug at the corners of my lips. It was clear that she was affected by my presence, and the sight of her blush only fueled my desire to have her all to myself.
Her brown wavy hair, pulled up into a clean ponytail, framed her face in a way that accentuated her features. Her amber eyes held a mixture of innocence and surprise, and I found myself captivated by the vulnerability I saw within them.
But it was her little nose and chubby cheeks, now flushed crimson with embarrassment, that truly made my heart flutter. The sight of her blushing like that, all because of me, filled me with a sense of satisfaction unlike anything I had ever experienced before.
My gaze lowered to her lips, and I felt a surge of desire course through me as I watched her bite her trembling cherry lower lip. It was a gesture so seductive, so irresistible, that I found myself unable to tear my eyes away.
At that moment, I knew that Azalea was mine and mine alone. And as I stood there, drinking in the sight of her, I couldn't help but feel a surge of possessiveness wash over me. She was mine, and I would stop at nothing to make her mine completely.
As I observed Azalea, I couldn't help but notice the slimness of her body, the way her chest heaved up and down with each nervous breath she took. Was it because of me? The thought sent a thrill through me, knowing that I had the power to affect her in such a way.
Her sharp facial features drew my attention, each angle perfectly defined and accentuated by the blush that colored her cheeks. But it wasn't just her physical appearance that intrigued me—it was the sharpness of her tongue, the way she held herself with a confidence that hinted at a fiery spirit lurking beneath the surface.
I found myself drawn to her, captivated by the complexity of her character. She was unlike anyone I had ever met before, and the challenge of unraveling her mysteries only added to my fascination.
As I continued to watch her, my curiosity grew, fueled by the desire to uncover every facet of her being. She was a puzzle waiting to be solved, and I was determined to be the one to unlock the secrets hidden within her.
As the class began, I wasted no time in writing a problem on the board and asking the students to solve it. But as I stood there, my eyes were drawn inexorably to Azalea, who sat at her desk looking all attentive, determined, and confident.
Every movement she made was like a magnet pulling me closer, and I found myself unable to tear my gaze away from her. It was as if the rest of the world faded away, leaving only her and me in the room.
When the girl beside Azalea raised her hand to offer help, I saw my opportunity and seized it without hesitation. With a sense of urgency coursing through me, I hurriedly strode towards their bench, eager to be near Azalea for the first time.
As I approached, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, the anticipation building with each step I took. And when I finally reached them, I couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction as I stood beside Azalea, our proximity sending a thrill through me.
As I stood there, helping the girl solve the problem with a straight face, my mind was consumed with thoughts of Azalea. I could sense her presence beside me, her every breath sending a jolt of electricity through me.
For a moment, I felt her stop breathing, her attention fully focused on me. And then, as if by magic, a sweet aroma filled my nostrils, enveloping me in its intoxicating embrace.
It was a scent unlike anything I had ever experienced before—sandalwood mixed with lilies, a combination that was both sweet and alluring.
Without thinking, I took a deep breath, inhaling her scent and savoring the way it lingered in the surrounding air. At that moment, we were so close that it felt as though we were breathing each other's breath, our bodies drawn together by an invisible force that neither of us could resist.
It was a sensation unlike anything I had ever felt before, and as I stood there, lost in the scent of her, I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire coursing through me. Azalea had captivated me in a way I had never thought possible, and in that moment, I knew that I would stop at nothing to make her mine.
As I stood there, my hands resting on the either side of the two benches, I found myself completely leaning towards Azalea, my body drawn to her as if by some unseen force. It was as though she held a magnetic pull over me, controlling my every thought and action without even realizing it.
I pretended to be engrossed in the problem on the board, my eyes fixed on the numbers and equations before me. But in reality, it was Azalea who occupied my every thought, her presence filling my mind and clouding my senses.
I could feel her energy pulsing beside me, her presence a constant reminder of the desire that burned within me. And as I leaned in closer, pretending to be focused on the problem at hand, I couldn't help but feel a surge of longing wash over me.
In that moment, it was as though nothing else mattered but her. Azalea had cast a spell over me, and I was powerless to resist her allure. With each passing second, my heart beat faster, my breath quickened, and I knew that I would do anything to be near her, to feel her presence beside me for just a little while longer.
As I stepped away from Azalea's desk, a sense of triumph washed over me. It was clear from her expressions, her actions, that she felt the same way about me. Every glance, every eye contact between us spoke volumes, and I knew without a doubt that she was just as drawn to me as I was to her.
In that moment, I felt as though I was on cloud nine, floating on a wave of euphoria unlike anything I had ever experienced before. The knowledge that Azalea felt the same way about me filled me with a sense of elation that I couldn't contain.
I knew that this was just the beginning of our journey together, and I couldn't wait to see where it would lead. With a smile on my face and a spring in my step, I left the classroom, knowing that Azalea and I were destined to be together.
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