Dasha

om the news he might soon be moving up a notch on his ranking. Dasha had just driven into the school premises with a Bugatti veyron worth 1.9 million US dollars. "Is that

the science department. "Sorr...." her jaw dropped. Her blue eyes stared at his chest before she raised her head up to see his light brown eyes staring at her, she was short of words, she bit on her lower lips in order to keep her mouth close and her lips together. He smirked when he saw how much effect he had on her. "You were saying?!." His voice made her temperature drop to zero degrees. She shook her head and said. "Hi.... emm.. I am Dasha..." her tone was faint and could hardly be heard. "What?!"he asked her. "Sorry!." She was too shy to repeat her sentence, so instead she apologized and immediately ran off but was caught before she could go far. "You're what?!, I did not get your name." He smiled at her, revealing his beautiful white teeths. Her heart began to beat rapidly. She took a deep breath and he let go of her arm. "Dasha!, my name is Dasha!." She informed him and immediately ran away. She walked quickly out of his sight, he admired her and her fright for him only made him more interested in her, he was the type of man who loved to dominate and subdue his woman and just like he had hoped he had found his type of girl but there was one thing he thought was missing. Dasha could barely think straight after her encounter with the hot stranger, she had submitted her project and went for class. Even in class her mind traced back to his smile and his voice. The bell rang and half of the school day was already gone, Dasha exhaled and pulled her back up her shoulders with her notebook in her hand, she walked half way across to the school to get the cafeteria. "Hey babe!." Violet screamed, waving at her. The entire cafeteria went silent, it was like some kind of ritual or tradition, whenever one member of the group '