Description
"I fucking hate this class. The only reason I show up is because of her. Bella, her name suits her very well. Every time she walks in, I fantasize about her on top of my desk on her back. Her legs spread wide giving me a full display of my property. I know she knows of my existence by the slight eye contact she makes with me every morning. It's never longer than ten seconds. It's only that long because of her pride. She wants her presence to be known. She wants to ensure those who have made eye contact with her know she is a princess. Why should a princess look away too quickly when eye contact is made? I fucking love it. Little does she know when I'm deep inside of her she will keep that same energy. She will not look away from me. I want her eyes to stay on mines. I don't give a fuck about how good I make her feel. They aren't even allowed to roll to the back of her head."
Prologue
