My Boyfriend Is A Campus Bad Boy

After their first activity, the four of them went back to the hotel with a lot of stuff and food. Sandra bought beauty products, while Sebastian only bought ice cream.

Sandra threw herself to the bed, closed her eyes, and didn't take off her shoes. "Ahh! What a tiring yet unforgettable day ever!" She spoke, moved sideways to reach for her green pouch.

She gets her phone from it, tapped the gallery, and reviewed all the photographs she had taken earlier with him. Her hair was blown up by the wind, smiled widely that flaunted her teeth and gums.

But she looked beautiful still even those stolen shots. Her perfect nose would always be accentuated every time she smiled effortlessly.

"Hey, look at this photo! We looked happy in here and even Roy and Halora!"

Her loud voice sounded off around the room but Sebastian didn't answer. He went to the mini-fridge, put the ice cream inside before he took a quick shower.

During daylight, the weather was too hot but when the night came, it became too cold than winter.

Sandra looked at the ceiling when no one answered. She shrugged off her shoulders, threw her phone to the soft, smooth bed, and jumped off suddenly.

Her eyes stuck on the wall clock, gasped as the time flies too quickly. "Quarter to nine? That was too fast!" She complained.

She went to the huge living area where she could stay for a moment. One by one, she took off the clothes and things she bought earlier. She reviewed, compared each one and another as she couldn't choose between the red and white dress.

"Hmm, what should I wear tonight? I need to be beautiful as ever as Halora! I must get Sebastian's attention during our meeting." She talked with herself while she couldn't decide still.

The entire area became messy, out of control that changed the peaceful ambiance of the place.

But before Sebastian went off from the bathroom, Sandra hurriedly called the hotel's staff and fixed her things, threw all the garbage into the trash bin.

After a couple of minutes, their room looked like brand new because of its fresh, modern design and it was organized perfectly.

"Here, and don't tell anyone about this. Do you understand?"

"Yes, young lady! I will keep it and you can count on me, always. If you need something, don't hesitate to contact me."

Sandra smirked, staring at the bottle of apple and pineapple juice she requested earlier. But it was not as simple as it was, she had plans to fulfill even though it would only lead to danger and peril.

She moved her herd then whispered to the wind, "You will cry to death, and I will make sure that I will watch you bleed and vanish from our lives."

"Sandra?"

Like a flash of lightning, Sandra put the bottles of juice under the table. No one could ever notice it as it was covered with a long, thick white cloth.

She cleared her throat, ran back inside of the bed, and said, "Hmm? Are you done taking a shower?"

Sebastian walked outside of the bedroom, knocked on the door twice. "What are you waiting for? Get off from the bed, take a shower and we will go to the next room for the meeting."

"Aye! I've been waiting for you, to be honest." She replied, wanted him to get inside but Sebastian knew the limitations.

And the truth was– he was not into Sandra. He hated her, he despised her and even if she had the power to make a love potion, he will find a way against it.

By then, he didn't utter a word anymore. Instead, Sebastian seated on the couch, get his phone from the pocket of his bag.

He unlocked the screen, scrolled down, and checked all the messages and call history. "Ten missed calls from mom and thirty ignored calls from grandpa?"

"I didn't know about it! Hmm, I'm wondering why he used this number after a while?" A strange, eerie feeling disturbed him at the moment.

Before the trip, they talked over the phone and Lord Solomon told him about the black witches who already lived with them in the same world.

He never understood the past, the history of werewolves and witches but he knew, at the right, perfect time, the truth will be revealed and the real King shall live and survive.

Sebastian called Lord Solomon but no one answered it. He began to panic until be noticed a pair of shoes before him.

"Let's go? I'll bring this to freshen up our body and mind."

Surprisingly, Sandra carried bottles of juices out of nowhere. It looked like an ordinary beverage but she put sleeping pills to it.

"Okay, I'll just get the ice cream from the fridge." He told her, but deep inside, he wanted to go home and see his beloved grandfather personally.

But, he thought about his mother. Sebastian never wanted to be a bad, dangerous son to his parents. He just wanted a normal life, a place where no one would harm nor judge him for what he truly is.

However, he set aside those things that bothered him. He needed to focus, enjoy every second as long as he has still the time.

Suddenly, he appeared with ice cream in his hands. He walked straight to the main door where Sandra waited for him, "You should have worn the white dress." He told Sandra that surprised her entirely.

Speechless, she blinked her eyes and stared at his broad back and shoulders. She felt offended, hurt, and dismayed by the way she looked at that night.

Sandra pouted her crimson lips, turned around to change it, "Don't change it, it looks perfect on you."

She narrowed her eyes, "Are you teasing me? If yes, then fine! I know that you don't really want me here with you but you don't have to devalue my worth!"

Anger had controlled Sandra which led her to transform. She tried to change, she swallowed her dignity but at the end of the day, she felt that all of her efforts were just a waste of time and strength.