you were in your class, sighing in relief, after the whole tiring day, you finally get some personal space, even though it's a boring lecture, you still feel relieved, at least, he's not here.

Ring. Ring.

That's it, the end of your personal space, who the hell said having a sugar daddy is all you need? Cheap kind of girls think this way. But do you have any choice here? No. You answer the call in your class, before you could even utter a word, you hear that same deep husky manly voice.

"I'll be waiting outside for your class, let's go for shopping."

Agh, not this again.