Chapter 95: Sylra promises to visit
Velenda’s grip on Alex’s arm loosened as they slipped out of the janitor’s closet, her emerald eyes flashing with a playful glint, her raven-black hair slightly tousled from their heated encounter.
The sunlit corridor of Starhaven Academy buzzed with students, their tunics shimmering under the crystal panels’ prismatic light, the air warm with the scent of parchment and faint elixirs.
Alex’s red eyes sparkled, his confidence riding high, the memory of Velenda’s moans and the softness of her curves still vivid, her supermodel beauty a magnet that drew glances as they emerged.
A sharp bell rang, its chime slicing through the corridor’s hum, spurring students into motion, their footsteps quickening, voices rising in a rush.
Velenda’s smile softened, her floral perfume lingering as she gave his arm a final squeeze.
"Gotta run," she said, her voice chirpy, her turquoise tunic catching the light as she turned, her lithe figure gliding through the crowd, students parting around her like she was royalty, her raven hair a dark beacon until she vanished around a corner.
Alex watched her go, his grin fading slightly, the corridor’s energy pulling him in the opposite direction, his boots echoing on the marble floor as he headed to his next class, the closet’s intimacy a warm pulse in his chest, his confidence unshaken, ready for the day’s next challenge.
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Lunchtime arrived, the academy’s dining hall a sprawling chamber with soaring ceilings and crystal chandeliers, their light casting a soft glow over long tables laden with platters of vibrant fruits, steaming pastries, and glowing elixirs.