A Devil Professor

Carsyn pov

Omg!!!!!??

It's already 8 am.

How could I miss my alarm today, seriously today!

This is the day I have been eagerly waiting for.

No, I guess it's not only me. Almost all the girls in the university have been waiting for this day.

Do you know why? Cause it's Thursday.

Yes, you are reading right. Just because today is THE THURSDAY!

Thursday means today is the class of my boyfriend.

Haha just kidding, it's not my boyfriend but obviously, the one I want as my husband.

And he is Andreas Finley. The Most handsome species till now I have laid my eyes on.

He is 28 years old, with a Greek god-like perfect face with blue eyes, a perfect height of 6.2, having a damn sexy body, and with a devil-like attitude with a never smiling stern face.

There are rumors that he is worse than the devil and his profession as a professor is just to cover up his real business. Still, I am not sure but maybe it's true cause he takes only one class per week.

Oh, how I wish he was only mine even though he is a devil or whatnot but it's not possible in this lifetime since there is a rumor that he is already married.

So, what if he is already married, I can still have a good look at him without paying any tax.

All the girls in university drool over him. I guess his wife is really the lucky ones.

If only I was his wife, Carsyn Andreas Finley, how pleasing it sounds to my ears!

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Oh no, I am already late, I guess I am not going to get a seat in the first row. Oh god please make leo take the seat in the first row.

Leo is my best friend. That nerd boy always comes first but if he is not going to get a seat in the first row, I'll surely kill him and then go to prison.

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Hi, guys hope you are going to enjoy my story,

Oh sorry, I forget to introduce myself you must be wondering who is this girl babbling and spurting nonsense.

I am Carsyn a student of Mbbs 2nd year.

I ran toward the bathroom as soon as I woke up and reality struck that I have already missed my alarm.

I didn't miss one second and ran towards the bathroom.

I took my brush between my teeth and strode out of my room with big steps, stand at the railing, and asked my mother " mom, I am being late can you please help me with breakfast in my room. "with my vocal sound almost enough for mom to yell as usual " first of all start behaving like a girl and bla bla bla. "

All I do is I rolled my eye and run toward the bathroom.

This is the dialogue I always listen from my mom since in class 5 I beat one boy in my class and mom got called from the school. Uhh, I Don't even want to remember that day.

If it was any other Thursday and I wouldn't have been late for the class of my never becoming hubby.

But since I am already late I would take the help of the deodorant king.

As soon as I was done with my bathroom routine I walked out and found my breakfast on my pink study table and a smile appeared on my face.

My mom is a really sweet one, no matter how much she says no but she still does it for me.

I took a big bite of bread and took a gulp of milk and run toward my closet which is also painted with light pink color.

If you are wondering why pink then let me tell you, yes my room is typically girly that is pinky, oh no I will give you my house tour later and the reason you know I am being late for the class of my hot sizzling never becoming a husband.

After I got dressed in skinny blue jeans pants with a white crop top showing little of my skin.

I am struggling with my hair and finally, I have done a high ponytail, and god I am damn sexy.

I finished my breakfast running here and there and asking mom to help me find a watch, bag, socks, and shoes.

Even though I find every other I never can find my matching sock and thanks to my sweet mouthed mom who always helps me it after her bla bla and bla like [ you are no more little girl anymore, from next time I will not do this for you.] oh yah I am not a little girl anymore but when it comes to me talking about having a boyfriend and then I am the little girl to her who don't know what's right and what's wrong.

And all I do is I rolled my eye, mimicked her dialogue , and hug her with a kiss making her grin from ear to ear.

after saying goodbye to mom and pleading with my brother Jayson who is a year older than me to drop me at college by making a deal to wash and iron all his clothes this week.

and this look on his face, agh; that smirk helps me god no matter how much I love Jayson, I wanna give a big punch on his that perfect greek god-like sculptured face cause he is a complete jerk to me.

If you are wondering why am I even saying him complete jerk then let me tell you he is in the same college as mine and 3rd year even though here I am pleading shit out of me to him to take me to college just because I kicked on his car door yesterday and said it won't give want to see this thrash.

Ah ok, I got you must be thinking I am at fault then let me tell fuck no I am not at fault cause he let that bitch Levana sit on the copilot seat instead of me.

the mother fucker Levana is a well-known bitch who had almost slept with every senior and now she is hitting on my poor handsome Jayson. fine guys, I didn't even care about who the fuck she slept it or not but the problem here is everytime she see me she starts spurting nonsense I don't know why. let's not talk about this bitch I can feel my blood boiling.

And you must be irritated by this new character and must be thinking why the fuck I am not writing about my hot, dashing, sizzling never-to-be husband, chill babes you are going to get that part in the next chapters.