Unwrap Your Desire

OLIVIA

The next day,

When I arrived at the university, the first person I saw was Mia, who waved her hand at me. She ran towards my direction and pulled me to the shed on the side of the pathway.

“Good morning, Reese!” She greeted me.

“Good morning, Mia!” I offered her a quick hug.

“Do you still remember what I texted you yesterday?” she asked, biting her lower lip.

A chuckle escaped my mouth and then I nod, “Please don’t worry about those things you shared yesterday are safe with me.”

She sighed out loud, and then when I grinned, all she did was roll her eyes at me. As I looked at her, the idea of ​​giving her a makeover popped into my mind.

Admittedly, Mia looked stunning without her eyeglasses. A beauty was hiding from them, which, in my opinion, had to be seen by everyone.

I recalled that time when me and Chandria went to their restaurant, she wasn’t wearing such thick eyeglasses, and she looked absolutely lovely with just a little makeup. How much more if she completely removed the eyeglasses?

“Mia, I am wondering why you are trying so hard to look average when, in fact, you’re so lovely, especially without those eyeglasses.” I could not help but share my thoughts with her as we headed into the hallway.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

“I don’t want to look lovely, all because of a certain guy,” she said, and I looked at her with a confused expression.

“What?” I laughed.

“Well, I know that is a lame reason, and you probably do not understand me, but that’s the truth. ”

“Is it Charles?” I asked. Her cheeks flushed immediately, which confirmed my question. “You see, that guy is the worst. So, I think I understand why you are not trying to undergo some makeover.”

Mia nodded and slightly elbowed me. “Don’t mention his name in public. Every girl here worships him.”

I nod. “Alright, then I will give him a code name!” I remarked, which made us both chuckle.

“It has to be good, Reese!” she said, still giggling.

“But can you tell me what made you like that man? I mean, he’s a Casanova here at the university, and that’s not a good reputation,” I asked her.

“I am aware of his past. He became a Casanova because a certain girl that he liked previously did not like him back. That girl rejected him in public, and he’s changed after that situation,” she expressed.

“He was rejected? Wow!” I reacted.

She nodded and sighed.

“Yes, he used to be a gentleman, sweet and kind. We used to be childhood friends, and what I liked about him was the old version of him. It’s just that things happened that changed him into the worst person he could ever be .” She offered me a thin smile.

“I see. I completely understand it now,” I said, then nodded. “But I am curious. Do you have any plans to tell him about your feelings?”

She immediately shook her head. “No, I kind of like him, but it isn’t that strong enough for me to confess to him. Hell no!”

I nodded my head, but I was skeptical of her response.

Afterwards, I shrugged my shoulders and stated, “Alright, that’s fine. But, if there is one thing, I would like you to do, it is to first change your wardrobe and appearance. You are so beautiful, Mia. You have to dress well for your age. Don’t settle for clothes that make you look like a granny!”

She chuckled and held her name. In the end, she only nods her head.

“Perfect,” I said, putting my arm around her shoulder.

We were about to enter our classroom when I saw the brunette girl walking along with Charles Brent.

I could feel the heat engulfing my cheeks when I recalled what I had witnessed back in the library. I contemplated whether I should greet them or not, but they seemed not to have recognized me. They talked on the railing across from the classroom.

I then glanced at Mia, debating whether or not I should tell her what happened yesterday in the library. But when the brunette girl started crying, which drew our attention, I decided not to say a word about it.

My mouth dropped when the brunette girl knelt on the ground, grabbing his leg while begging him not to break up with her.

“What the fuck?” I muttered to myself as I watched them.

Mia watched them too, completely frozen in her place.

I was appalled by the fact that the girl knelt in front of him, and he did not do anything to soothe her.

He was seemingly trying to dump her after what they did inside the library…

“Please, don’t do this, Charles. I am begging you!”

“Get off of me!” Charles shouted, shoving her arms aside, then stormed in our direction.

He glanced at me, and then smirked afterward.

“The class will start soon. I bet it isn’t the right time for you to be nosy.”

Then he went inside, leaving us both dumbfounded in our place.

Rage went through me as I watched the brunette girl cry on the ground. She was totally hurt that Charles just dumped her like that.

“This isn’t right,” I said, then I went inside the classroom and stormed into Charles’ seat.

Mia followed me, trying to drag my arm, but I did not even move a bit.

“Hey, is that really how you are going to treat your girlfriend?” I yelled at him.

I could feel Mia reaching for the fabric of my blouse as if she were attempting to stop me from continuing.

“What do you want from me?” He asked, his tone sounding as if he was bored to death.

“Do you have a hearing problem? That girl from the outside is your girlfriend, right? What do you think gives you the right to treat her like trash?” I added, my chest moving up and down as I was totally upset by what he did. “Just to remind you, just because you can easily get into the pants of every woman here, doesn’t mean you have the right to hurt them whenever you want!”

His brooding eyes darted at me, as if it was telling me I was in trouble this time.

“Mrs. Reese Jones-Maxwell, I don’t get why you’re so upset. For the record, she’s not my girlfriend. I found her interesting a few days ago, and we hung out for a bit, but that’s it. I told her I didn’t have any feelings for her, but she insisted on keeping me in a relationship. Isn’t it so obsessive?” He said this before he stood up.

“Are you really out of your mind?” I asked in disbelief.

I was bewildered to hear it all from him after seeing them having a steamy moment inside the library. Is that how he hangs out with girls? Bang them while drawing the line between them at the same time?

He glanced at me from head to toe.

“I must admit that you’re quite stunning.” He leaned forward enough for him to reach my ear. “I knew you saw us yesterday. We can also do that later after class.” He chuckled. “I promise it will be fun and better… And your husband will never know about it.” Then he stood up properly, offering me a wide smirk.

What the hell did he just say?

I was about to punch him in the face, but I held back as I did not want to cause any trouble, and I still had some respect for Mia and their friendship.

He only shook his head, turned his back on us, and walked away.

“Wow, what a piece of-” I groaned and fisted my hand.

“Reese, calm down.” Mia continued to grip my arm. “Just don’t mind him. He does that every week. Nothing is new.”

“I can’t believe what an asshole he is, Mia!”

“That’s why I want to change him …” she murmured loud enough for me to hear.

“If you’re thinking about changing that son of a b-itch, let me handle it for you. I will take care of him and make sure he’s going to taste his own medicine,” I said through my gritted teeth, which caused her to be puzzled.

“What are you going to do? Let’s just leave him alone, alright? I’m sorry if you’re getting involved in this mess. Can’t we just give him the attention he wants?” she stated.

I shook my head. “No, Mia . Men like him will never learn unless someone teaches him a lesson.”

After saying it, I went to my seat and composed myself. Mia only followed me. She was about to say something, but the professor had already arrived, which quieted her instead.

Damn him!

I found it hard to concentrate in class as I busied my mind with coming up with a plan on how to make Charles Brent fall on his knees and beg for forgiveness.

I wanted him to sob uncontrollably and express regret for all of his mistakes. I understood he was rejected by the woman he liked, but that didn’t give him the right to behave worse.

And why was I even so bothered with him?

I instantly remembered that I had my own problems that I needed to focus on.

“Reese, can you please read page forty-five of the book?” Our professor drew my attention to him.

That made me eye him in surprise. I immediately checked my bag, and I winced as I didn’t find the book inside of it.

“Wait, Mr. Smith, I just checked my bag and realized that I had forgotten to bring my book. I apologize for any inconvenience.” I lowered my head.

Mia shared her book with me and then gave me a wide-eyed look. I cleared my throat and stood up. The professor simply had a look of disappointment on his face when I began reading aloud to the class.

“Everyone, please study for your quiz tomorrow.” Then the professor looked at me. “For you, Ms. Reese, I’ll let this slide for the time being. But I want you to know that I personally know Ernest Maxwell, who happens to be the father of your husband. I admired that family so much. I came across your parents once, and I can tell they are good people. I sincerely hope you do not disappoint them.” In between furrowing his brows, he said those words.

He then walked out of the room, and all I could do was let out a huge sigh.