GENEVIEVE

Chapter Sixteen: Secret Garden

William Archibald was never the nervous type. He radiated confidence as well as charm. But now as he paced his empty classroom, he felt a lack of confidence for the first time in his life.

It was Monday morning, meaning his Art of Literature class would be arriving soon. Also meaning he would be seeing Genevieve Walker again.

Ever since the dispute between he, Issac and Nicholas, William has yet to see his dear Eve. He had spent most of his weekend trying to figure out what would be the best way to approach her. Granted he was her professor so he could easily talk to her before or after class, he wanted her to like him on a more personal level.

William had also spent most of his weekend trying to figure out what Isaac and Nicholas were planning.

He was certain Nicholas would just try to deny his feelings and will most likely try his best to stay away from Eve.

Whereas Isaac was another story.

William knew just how manipulative and sadistic Isaac could be. Once he had his sights set on something, there was no going back. Issac Lenox also liked to play dirty. William figured he probably already had someone watching Eve for him when he couldn't. Although each of the men were dominant is nearly every aspect of their lives, Isaac took it to another level.

William's thoughts were interrupted as his students began to enter. He remained silent and watched as each of them walked through the door. Some chatting with one another, some scurried in quietly, quickly finding their seats.

He watched the door intensely as his heart began to beat faster and faster with each passing moment.

'Where is she?'

His mind raced with dozens of scenarios as to why Eve wouldn't show up to class. Perhaps she was in some form of danger or was feeling ill. With each thought, William felt tempted to run out of his classroom in search of Eve. He couldn't stand the thought of her being hurt in anyway. Or alone, he never wanted Eve to feel alone.

Just as William felt he was starting to go mad, Genevieve Walker strolled into his classroom. She held a few books in her hand and smiled at him as she walked past him.

"Good morning, Professor."
Her voice was sweet as she greeted him. He watched as she made her way to her seat in the front row.

William was mesmerized.

The classroom became brighter as soon as she entered. He was able to catch a whiff of her sweet yet subtle scent and he felt nearly intoxicated.

"Good morning Ms.Walker."
He responded, sending her a charming smile.

William noticed Eve's cheeks turning pretty shade of pink and he couldn't help but feel a sense of confidence taking over him. Perhaps his sweet girl already had a little crush on him. If so, it would help him greatly in winning her over. William didn't like the idea of manipulating Eve into being his, but he knew he would never be able to let her go.

Eve tried her best in paying close attention to Professor Archibald as he continued with his lecture. She admired how passionate he was when it came to all things literature. She also couldn't help but admire how handsome he looked as he spoke. William Archibald was affluent, charming and sexy. He also happened to be one of Eve's favorite authors. But as she tried her hardest in concentrating on his words, her mind still raced with thoughts of Nic.

Or Dean Harrington as she supposed she should start calling him that again considering what happened between them.

Although Eve knew she had done nothing wrong, she couldn't help the anxiety that twisted her gut whenever she thought of him. She hasn't seen him in days, since he had basically thrown her out of his home. Eve wondered if he thought of her. Or even missed her the way she missed him.