He grabbed the armrests of her chair and abruptly dragged her chair closer.

A squeal of surprise escaped her lips as she gaped at him with horrified wide eyes. His long legs were on either side of her legs. His face hovering over her as he caged her in that chair.

"What was Jack saying to you when I entered in the class?" His voice was dipped in venom.

Emma was clutching her bag to her chest with all her power. Her heart racing on a marathon speed whereas her brain was yelling at her to run.

"Is he your friend?" Xander couldn't help but grit out. He couldn't forget how that fucker Jack was gazing at her legs once in a while. He's a man and knows what the fuck another man was thinking. And that fucker wants to fuck her. Bloody bastard was going to die by his hands.

"Stop!" Emma screeched and her sweet voice brought him back to reality. He realised that his face was edging closer to her and she commanded him to stop.

So fucking naive.

As if he would listen. He saw how here eyes looked only at her lap while her hands clutched tightly to the bag that her nails turned white. The girl was scared of him, terrified and maybe he was sadistic or psycho but he liked his fear on her.

"What's Jack to you?" He asked again but in a rather calm voice. She softly peaked at him through her thick curtain of lashes and mumbled softly. "N-no one." She mumbled quietly.

A little softness from his side and she gave the answer. So soft of her.

Xander peered at her like a hawk. His green icy eyes dead set on her soft beautiful face. Her intoxicating scent luring him to do something sinful but he controlled himself.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" He asked the question that was roaming on his head since last three days.

Her big doe blue crystals shot up to meet his eyes. Her face shocked at his question. Poor girl would be shocked a lot in the coming future.

When she didn't answered and continued to stare at him with disbelief he hummed at her, urging her to answer.

"T-that's n-none of y-your concern." She mumbled in a low meek voice but from the inside she wanted to sound angry.

Xander arched a perfect thick brow at her. Challenging her to deny him answer. When she still didn't answer. Her jerked her chair more closer, making her breath hitch and eyes broadening even more.

Emma flinched back, his face was so close that she could see the hazel flecks in his green hues. The manly cologne of his was making her heady.

He didn't stop, his face continued to inch closer making every nerve in her veins to tremble like a leaf, that she eventually give up. "No!"

She closed her eyes shut tightly and opened them again, looking down at his massive chest. "N-no, I d-don't have a boyfriend." She mumbled in a soft voice.

Pin drop silence surrounds them, only her sharp breathing could be heard.

A swarm of relief washed over his form. Good that she's single. Otherwise the poor guy would've died a merciless death.

'CLAIM HER!'

The barbaric voice of Blade resonated in his head loud and clear, he clenched his jaw to control himself.

'Not yet!'

He hissed back trying to control his ragging nerves. Her soft voice reached his ears.

"W-why are y-you d-doing this?" She whispered softly, her eyes glassy. She was definitely going to cry any moment now.

"What... what do you want?" She asked confidently but he knew she was trying to appear strong but from inside she was like a shaken and scared baby.

"You!" His husked.

Emma's eyes broadened immensely at his words. Heart thudding in a wild manner whereas her hands became cold at his answer.

"W-What?" She breath heavily.

He tilted his head to the side. Eyes glowing slightly that she thought he was hallucinating. His eyes became golden glowing for a fraction of second or perhaps she has lost her mind.

"I want you." He rasped, voice deep and husky.

Every hair on her body stood up in fear. Was this man serious? Did he even know what he was saying.

Something inside her snapped. "You're my teacher!" She screeched at him with anger.

For a second, just for a slight second he was taken aback. But amusement filled in soon followed by anger. How dare her to talk to him in that tone. His alpha ego was enraged.

So he let his alpha power ooze out of him.

Suddenly she felt a sheer aura of dominance and power all around her and it was radiating off of him. As if it was commanding her to bow down to him.

But she would never.

"You're my t-teacher!" She tried to put some sense in his rotting brain.

"But I'm a man." He mused in his deep manly voice which only made her stomach churn in fear and disgust.

That's why she hate men! The takers! The imposers!

The bitter old memory roamed her mind and she tried to remove it from her head. 'Not now Emma!'

"This is wrong!" She said harshly with hatred in his voice. Xander's brows furrowed at such bitterness in her voice.

The thing he hate most was disrespect!

"I don't give a flying fuck about it!" He hissed and she stopped breathing. He cussed. Which sort of a teacher was he?

"I'll complain about you to the cops." She threatened him only to make his jaw hardened.

"You wanted to complain to the authorities and look her you are with your scholarship at risk." He mused.

Emma felt sick in the stomach. Her chin quivered. This was pure blackmailing. How could he did this?

"Let me go." She said in a small voice.

Even though he wanted to do so much more but he decided not to.

He inches closer to her side, his hot breath hitting her cheek, as he rasped near her ear.

"Go Belle but behave next time because my punishments are worst."

His words caused chills to run down her spine.