I am In Love With My Teacher

Mexico
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"I swear to god I will kill you Samantha than I will kill myself!"

I delete the 43th message from Andy. "Next message."

"Where the fuck are you!"

I press the vibrate button placing the phone in my bag. "Sorry."

"Its okay." Zandro whispers opening the hotel room.

"There is only one bed." I whisper throwing my bag on the floor. "I am not sleeping with you."

"Milo likes his girl fresh."

I am also not a virgin. But he does not have to know that... The man who took it wants to kill me now.

"Get ready mami. I will be at the bar." He walks out leaving me alone in the fancy room. I am so screwed. I grab my bag grabbing the black little number and my combat boots with my fedora hat. I undress myself walking to the bathroom.

The shower stream touch my body as I lean to the wall closing my eyes tight. I am a prostitute now... I am not sure how Andy will react on this but truth be told Andy will kill me literally. He will kill me than himself than we will be finally named as the couple opposite to Romeo and Juliet. A few minutes I emerge out of the bathroom fully clothed my hair just the way Andy likes it. Like the normal routine goes I remove my ring putting it back in its place between my breast. The brush slowly came up to my lashes making it longer, the painted tube pulls out making my lips as red as blood.

Putting my foot on the bed the black stalking came up to my leg. Same with the other. I climb into my boots. I stood in front of the long mirror eyeing my reflection. "I. Look. Like. A . Slut." I say word for word brushing my hands on my thighs hell this fucking dress is so short people can see up my butt.

"Ow wow. Maybe I should pay 50 thousand." I turn around seeing Zandro with a sly grin.

"Screw you." I snap seizing my small purse.

"Milo gasto, age 25, he loves red head girls that's why he chose you. He is a rich and powerful man so don't piss him, do as you are told."

I am pretty good on obeying rather than demanding I am indeed the submissive of a sadist. "Twenty five?" I ask confused.

"Yeah he is Italian, maybe if he likes you he can buy you."

"Buy me!?" I ask appalled. "I am not a property. And I am engaged I am doing this for Andy."

"Yeah yeah." He roll his eyes waiving me to the door. "Come on Samantha Biersack. I am not giving him your real name."

"Good to know."

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"Please don't be sarcastic, and don't make that face."

"What face?" I ask confused as we walk into a private room.

"That face when you make when you think."

"I don't make faces." I snap pushing down the dress.

"Mr. Gasto!"

The man in the suit turn around and my breath hitched. Wow. "This must be Samantha."

"Sam. Please call me Sam." I held out my hand to the grey eyed man, his blonde hair all messy in his face, straight nose just like Andy, structure jaw line my lips can just lick. Oh dear heaven all mighty.

"Please sit Sam." I nod as Zandro pulls out the chair for me. He took his place eyeing Zandro. "Go away."

Wow. Same personality as Andy as well. "Beautiful place."

He nods taking a sip of his wine. "Like you."

I bit my lip placing my hand on my ring. I miss you so much Andy. "Thank you sir."

"Samantha Biersack? Biersack Biersack? Any relation to Andrew?"

Uh what? "No sir." I whisper. He knows Andy? Like I said uh what?

"What do you think of Greece?"

What do I think of apples? I mean yea like it but I don't wanna go to the place where Is made. "Its a beautiful place sir."

"Anything to drink?" He asks lifting up the bottle.

"No thank you sir." I say. "Water is just fine."

He nods slowly with a grin. "Mr. Gusta. Mr. Anderson is here." Milo growled and nod.

"Miss. Biersack. Tomorrow night in my hotel room? We can have some privacy."

Oh thank god!! "I fully understand sir. Tomorrow evening sounds good."
He stood up kissing my cheek. "I am looking forward to seeing you again."

-- I came back to the hotel room in so much relieve, he was nice, cute like Andy but became a monster when we had sex... "Wow that was quick." Zandro whispers walking up to me grabbing my purse throwing it on the floor.

"Uh what are you doing?" I seeth slamming his hand from my waist. "No."

"Oh come on senorita!" He groans grabbing my waist pushing me to the wall punching me hard in the face. "Mio te amo-"

"Leave me alone. Help!"

"No one will hear you." He snaps pushing up my dress wanting entrance to my panties.

I turn my head to the door as someone kicks it open. "Here's johnny!" Huh.

"Who the hell are you!" Zandro seethed pushing me against the drawer making me fall.

"Actually its not Johnny its-"

"Erin?" I whimper.

As the devil came it looks like he is an angel again like God brought him back to heaven. "Andy."

He march forward plunging into Zandro grabbing his collar pushing him against the wall. "You touched my fiance? Huh?" Slamming him and slamming him to the wall as Erin slowly picks me up into his arms. "Let me introduce you. Hey I am andrew Biersack," he punch him hard in the face. "That!" He points to me. "Is my fucking girl," punching him again. "And I." Again. "Will kill you!" Again. A punch to the face to the stomach to the groin. Andy pulls back eyeing the bloody person in front of him. "You try to threaten my girl again, I will rip out your spinal cord and hang you with it." Andy groans.

He walks up to me rapping his arms around me. "Fuck you!" Erin laughs throwing the telephone on Zandro's face. "Fuck you!"

"Erin enough!" Andy growls.

Erin turn to us and grown. "Sorry sir." sir?

"Andy I am so-"

"No. Don't. Let me take you home." He lifts me bridal style carrying me out of the room. Next thing I know I blacked out.

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